I was pressed to the ground to eat Amway

know?

Know a shit.

Wang Keming: "Sorry, I don't know him very well."

"No, no, no." Chen Xueyan said confidently, "I've heard it before. Not only are you at the same table with him, but you also share a bedroom with him. You must know him very well."

cooked?

Familiar with a piece of shit.

Sleeping and sharing the same table for a week, and the conversation does not exceed a hundred words, is this fucking familiar?

Wang Keming hugged the suitcase, and replied politely: "Then you must have misunderstood, Shen Qingchuan and I are not familiar at all."

Chen Xueyan didn't speak, she tried her best to stare at her big and energetic eyes, and looked at Wang Keming straightforwardly and innocently.

A moment later, Wang Keming was still defeated.

Wang Keming: "Okay, I will meet Shen Qingchuan when I go back on Sunday, and I will help you get your WeChat ID and QQ number."

Chen Xueyan smiled happily: "Thank you, big brother."

Big fuck bro.

Chen Xueyan continued: "Come on, let's scan, and I'll scan you. When I catch up with Shen Qingchuan, I'll introduce you to a girlfriend."

"You don't have a girlfriend, do you?"

Wang Keming: "No..."

Chen Xueyan continued to smile and said: "That's good, everyone reciprocates, reciprocates."

God damn reciprocity.

After adding WeChat and QQ, not long after, the car that Chen Xueyan was waiting for also arrived.After she waved to Wang Keming happily, she happily got into the car.

The second 188 hasn't arrived yet.

Not only did 188 not come, Wang Keming was also surrounded by many uncles and aunts in calico clothes.

"Uncle Guo, did you just come back from the temple?" asked the aunt in yellow clothes standing on Wang Keming's right, her voice was so loud that Wang Keming's head buzzed.

The old man standing behind Wang Keming said, "Yes, I'm here to offer incense to my grandson."

The aunt in red who was standing on Wang Keming's left also asked, "Has your grandson still had a fever?" The aunt's voice was surprisingly loud.

He didn't say anything, Wang Keming only felt that his head hurt from the noise, and he was thinking of going to the side, away from these elders and aunts.

But I heard the old man say: "That's right, my grandson has a very serious fever this time, and he is still not recovering. I heard that it is a viral flu. You also remember to remind your grandson to pay attention. It is true that autumn and summer alternate. Careful."

Not only why, Wang Keming didn't take the steps that he should have moved away, but pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the conversation of the group of uncles and aunts.

"That's right." The aunt in red sighed for a while: "My little sister's granddaughter also got the flu, which was extremely serious. At first I thought it was just a cold, but then I got a fever until I was confused, and told her to do everything. No, I just lay on the bed and slept. I walked over and saw that the fever reached 40°C, and I was rushed to the hospital, almost burning my brain out."

Wang Keming's heart skipped a beat again, inexplicably thinking of Shen Qingchuan who was sleeping unconscious in the dormitory.

No way……

The aunt in Huang Yi said again: "Then this is terrible, 40 degrees Celsius, this brain must be burnt."

"Isn't it?" The aunt in red replied: "The little girl who was six or seven years old was very clever, but now she is lying in the hospital, and she should not be able to respond to others. The most fearful thing is that she will be burned to death."

Hearing the last sentence, Wang Keming couldn't stand anymore, dragged the push rod of the suitcase, and rushed back to school.

Anyway, it's a human life here.

It was almost 05:30 when Wang Keming climbed up to the fourth floor and returned to the dormitory out of breath.

Almost all the boarding students have left, and the green light of the safe passage sign is flickering alone on the corridor.

Pushing aside the 405 bedroom where Wang Keming and Shen Qingchuan lived, the bedroom was pitch black, Shen Qingchuan's mobile phone was still lying on Shen Qingchuan's desk as it was, and the signal light for receiving messages was blinking green.

The bad feeling in Wang Keming's heart became more and more intense, so he turned on the light in the dormitory, climbed onto Shen Qingchuan's bed, and went to check Shen Qingchuan's current state.

Shen Qingchuan was only covered with a thin summer quilt, and the quilt directly covered the top of his head. He curled up sideways to the wall, two clusters of sickly blushes appeared on his handsome and elegant face, and his slender eyelashes drooped downwards, looking Both innocent and pathetic.

Wang Keming touched Shen Qingchuan's forehead with trembling hands.

Damn, I actually have a fever.

"Shen Qingchuan! Shen Qingchuan! Get up, I'll take you to the hospital." Wang Keming shouted, shaking Shen Qingchuan's shoulder.

Shen Qingchuan tilted his head, like a dead octopus, and ignored Wang Keming.

Wang Keming was thinking about the brain-burning cases mentioned by the elders and aunts, and at the same time, he was thinking about Shen Qingchuan's appearance of being grateful to him as a life-saving benefactor when he woke up.With a heartbroken heart, carrying Shen Qingchuan on his shoulders, he was about to get out of bed and take him to the hospital.

But the world is unpredictable, this Shen Qingchuan looks tall, thin and skinny, but in fact he is extremely heavy.

The abdominal muscles of two thin summer school uniforms were pressed heavily and tightly on Wang Keming's back.In addition, the body temperature of a person with a high fever is already a bit higher. With such a post, Wang Keming only felt as if he had swallowed an iron pot that had just been cooked.

Ever since, Wang Keming shook his hand like this.

Shen Qingchuan almost fell to the ground with his head down.

Fortunately, Wang Keming pulled Shen Qingchuan's pants in time.

... In fact, it was not really a blessing, even though Shen Qingchuan didn't fall to the ground, his forehead still slammed into the guardrail beside the bed.

Wang Keming had no choice but to get out of the bed and stand on the ground first, and then drag Shen Qingchuan out who had half of his body stretched out of the bed.The reason why it is dragged instead of hugged is because this guy is really too heavy.

Finally, when he hurriedly moved Shen Qingchuan to the door of the dormitory, Wang Keming remembered that he was on the fourth floor, which was three stories high.The only thing he was lucky about was that he didn't bring the suitcase up, but chose to put it in the security room.

"Come on! Wang Keming! After completing this vote, your homework for the third year of high school is guaranteed!"

Thinking like this, Wang Keming was full of vitality again, and even the eyes looking at Shen Qingchuan became much softer.

Even on the way to the hospital, Wang Keming and Shen Qingchuan were still stumbling.

But I finally arrived at the destination, thanks to Alipay and Didi Taxi.

After registering the number, putting salt water on Shen Qingchuan, who was in a daze with a fever, and helping him to bandage the big bump on his forehead by the way, Wang Keming had time to look at his mobile phone that kept flashing the signal light.

Except for Wang Keming's father's message "I have something to do with your Aunt Li today, I won't be back tonight", the rest are all messages and missed calls from his cronies urging him.

Wang Keming knew that his group of friends must be staying together at the moment, so he didn't call back one by one.

Randomly clicked on the missed call to him recently, it was from Song Xuan: "Hello?"

"Wang, what are you doing? Are you dead?" The voice was lazy and low, and it was Gu Chen's.

Wang Keming: "Where is Song Xuan? Why is his cell phone with you?"

Gu Chen: "He vomited from drinking and went to the bathroom. Didn't you say you were coming? Died on the way?"

Wang Keming: "It's a long story."

Gu Chen: "I'm too lazy to listen to your long story short, are you coming or not?"

Wang Keming: "Uh..."

Gu Chen: "Aren't you coming?"

Wang Keming: "It seems to be."

Gu Chen: "Next time we meet, be careful with your dog's head, lest I blow it up."

Wang Keming looked at the phone screen, and Gu Chen had already hung up the phone.

Not long after, Gu Chen called back again: "Then what the hell were you doing just now?"

Wang Keming smiled and touched Shen Qingchuan's hairy and bandaged head: "I feel like I am taking my young and ignorant son with a high fever to the hospital for treatment."

Gu Chen: "What the hell?"

Wang Keming: "I hope that this son, like all the sons in the composition of elementary school students, can remember the most sincere touch brought by his great old mother."

Gu Chen: "Are you barking like a dog by chattering? I'm dead."

Wang Keming sat with Shen Qingchuan in the hospital for a while, it was almost eight o'clock, and there was no one in the hall.

Except for a gray-haired old woman sitting on another chair hanging salt water, only Shen Qingchuan and Wang Keming were left.

After Shen Qingchuan hung up a whole bag of salt water, his consciousness seemed to return to his body, but even though his consciousness came back, he still felt groggy.

Wang Keming asked: "Shen Qingchuan?"

Shen Qingchuan retracted his neck into his collar, and gave a super soft "hmm".

Wang Keming amplified his voice: "Shen Qingchuan?!"

Shen Qingchuan still spoke in a low voice: "Yes."

Wang Keming had never seen Shen Qingchuan like this before, even though he was really not very familiar with Shen Qingchuan, this did not prevent him from knowing Shen Qingchuan's many achievements.

"High and cold male god", "Arctic iceberg" and so on, they all underestimated Shen Qingchuan's inhumanity.

Thus, another plan came to Wang Keming's mind, he wanted to use this opportunity to tease Shen Qingchuan well.

Wang Keming: "Shen Qingchuan, how do you feel now? Do you have anything to say to my lifesaver?"

Shen Qingchuan: "..."

Wang Keming: "What did you say? I can't hear you."

Shen Qingchuan amplified his voice: "Why does my forehead hurt when I put salt water on it?" Shen Qingchuan said while touching his roughly bandaged forehead: "What is this?"

Wang Keming looked calm and calm: "This is an accident."

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