Juntian University Chronicle

"Hmm." Seeing that he didn't seem to be exaggerating or lying, Meng Zhang handed him the prescription.

"Honeysuckle, Artemisia annua, 12 grams each, Forsythia, Huoxiang, Pinellia..." Zhong Kunyi read the words on the prescription in a low voice, and raised her head to ask, "Did you catch the cold yourself or grab the medicine for someone else?"

"It's for my roommate."

The two of them remembered that the quarrel arose because of Ling Guang that day, and they were a little embarrassed and speechless for a while.

"By the way, haven't you asked your son's name?" Zhong Kunyi still broke the silence.

"My name is Meng Zhang, from Tianshu City. How about you?"

"There is Qinglong in the east, named Mengzhang, what a good name!" Zhong Kunyi praised: "Under Zhong Kunyi, he is also a member of Tianshu."

Meng Zhang smiled, "I can't tell you what's good about your name, but I didn't expect you and I to be from the same town."

Seeing his smile, Zhong Kunyi was indescribably cute, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, turned her back and grabbed all the medicinal materials, and asked, "Can your attendant know how to decoct medicine? Do you need my help?"

Meng Zhang said: "That would be great. Please call me later, I'll go and see brother Lingguang first."

Zhong Kunyi watched him come in like a gust of wind, and then blow away like a gust of wind, in a hurry.Smiling and shaking his head, he took out the utensils to boil the medicinal materials.

Murongli was a little hesitant, wondering if he should say this, and finally after walking around the dormitory several times, Jian Bin couldn't stand it and said, "Just tell me what you have to say, I'm going to walk around like this. I can’t draw these witch symbols anymore.”

"Jian Bin," Murong Li walked up to him and stood still, "I want to ask you something."

After speaking, as if he had made up his mind, he said his plan in one breath. After finishing speaking, Murong Li sighed and said, "I know you are in a difficult situation, and you may think that I am not a good person, but because of Axu's illness, I have to this way."

"Yes, I'll help you." Jian Bin agreed without raising his head.

"Ah?" I didn't expect Jian Bin to agree so easily, and Murong felt more and more indebted to Jian Bin.Not long ago he told Jian Bin that he wanted to avoid those people, but today he asked Jian Bin to take the initiative to send him up to be bullied by those people, he was really ashamed to face such a loyal friend.

"I know your difficulties, if it were me, I might do the same." Jian Bin heard Murongli's frankness, and couldn't help not underestimating him, but more sympathy and admiration.He was born in a rich family, and there were turmoil and struggles within the family, and he never had any family ties to speak of.Although the Murong family is just a commoner and their life is poor, but such friendship that they are willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of their relatives will not bring them blessings in several lifetimes.

"Jian Bin." Murong Li was also a little moved, and couldn't help but hold his hand tightly. Although he knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but at this moment, he felt that this confidant was enough.

When Ling Guang finally woke up, it was already evening.Looking at the unfamiliar environment, he was a little confused.

I wanted to speak, but my throat felt so hot and sore.

"Water..." When he finally uttered this word, Ling Guang felt that all his strength had been exhausted.

"Master, you're finally awake." Zisu dozed aside, and when she saw him awake, she quickly got up and poured water for him.

Ling Guang was supported by him to sit up, and he felt limp and powerless all over his body. After drinking a glass of water, his throat felt better, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse.

"Master, you scared me to death." Zisu wiped away her tears, "How can you say that you are sick?"

"Zisu, where is this?" Ling Guang reluctantly asked.

"This is a wing of the school hospital. Don't worry, young master, no one will come."

Ling Guang nodded.

Zisu was beside him and said, "You are suffering from a cold. I have ordered Yun'er and the others to cook some porridge for you. You should have a good rest and you should recover soon."

Ling Guang smiled wryly, he is not suffering from the wind and cold, but more depressed.

Meng Zhang hurried to the school hospital after class, but he almost bumped into Zhiming on the way.

"Hey, Xiao Mengzhang." Zhi Ming shouted, "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

"It turned out to be you." Meng Zhang looked at him and Gongsun Qian, both of whom were not in good spirits.

"Brother Lingguang is ill, I'm worried and I'm going to take care of him."

"What? Ling Guang is sick?" Gongsun Qian was a little anxious when he heard it: "What's the matter? He was fine when I saw him yesterday."

"It should be because of the wind and cold." Meng Zhang sighed: "Fortunately, the doctor said that there is nothing serious, and it will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine."

"Let's go and see him with you." Gongsun Qian said.

Meng Zhang thought that there was no reason to refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

At this moment, the old doctor didn't know where to rest for a long time. When Zhong Kunyi saw Meng Zhang coming, he said, "Mr. Meng, the medicine for the evening is ready. Go and feed Mr. Ling."

Meng Zhang thanked him, took the medicine and went into the wing room.He knocked on the door and said, "Brother Lingguang, Mr. Gongsun and the others have come to see you. Are we coming in now?"

"Come in." It was Zisu's voice.

Seeing them coming, Ling Guang struggled to sit up, but Gongsun Qian quickly walked over and supported him.

Taking a closer look at him, he saw that his face was pale, and there were still some tears in the corners of his eyes. He was so pitiful. Gongsun Qian only hated that he couldn't hold him in his arms, and whispered sweet words to comfort him.

I couldn't help stretching out the back of my hand to caress Fu Lingguang's forehead. It felt cool and slippery. It seemed that the heat had subsided, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Guang was so close to Gongsun Qian that he could almost feel the temperature of his body. The tip of his nose was filled with the incense of pine branches from his clothes.

Meng Zhang understood, and came over with the medicine bowl in his hand, Gongsun Qian had no choice but to take a step back, looking a little lost.

Seeing that Gongsun Qian, who had always been calm and self-reliant, completely lost his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Ling Guang, Zhi Ming couldn't help but chuckled.

"It's so bitter." Ling Guang only took a sip before coughing uncontrollably.

"The good medicine tastes bitter, Brother Lingguang, please bear with it." Meng Zhang comforted.

Ling Guang gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank a bowl of medicine, but he couldn't recover from the pain for a long time.

After recovering for a while, he had the strength to say to Gongsun Qian and Zhi Ming: "Thank you for coming to see me, my side is much better."

Gongsun Qian heard his voice hoarse, weak, distressed, and asked, "Why did you catch the cold?"

Ling Guang shook his head: "Is this common? I have been weak since I was a child."

Gongsun Qian stared at him: "I saw you yesterday and you were fine, but you became so sick in a blink of an eye, which made me... let us look very worried."

Ling Guang didn't know how to answer his words, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be a bit sleepy.