The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

He Shui reached out and touched his head, "It's okay, it's okay, the fever is not serious."

Du Feng's face turned red immediately, his body was hot and hot, and his whole body lost moisture rapidly as if being roasted by fire.

He Shui was taken aback, "The burn is serious!"

Du Feng's face softened, his body recovered slowly, his breathing was even, and his chest rose and fell.

"Great."

Du Feng immediately became short of breath, his heart was pounding, his hands and feet twitched, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

Du Feng's body functions recovered, his electrocardiogram became quiet, and he slept soundly.

He Shui breathed a sigh of relief, took a wet towel, and wiped Du Feng's sweat. Du Feng had just escaped from the dangerous period, and he was a human being again, with only one scale growing, and the recovery was slower than others. Others could sit down now, only him He was still lying down and had a fever.

Not being around for two days made myself like this.

He Shui was a little distressed, and at the same time, he was thinking about how to trick Du Feng over and live with him.

The first two days were when his mana was the most unstable, and he almost said the same thing, which frightened the teachers. Usually, when he meets someone who hides far away, he can't wait to put him on the blacklist.

He had already paid great attention when chatting with Du Feng, but sometimes he would suddenly forget, and naturally talked according to the usual way, accidentally causing Du Feng misfortune.

"Recently, she has become more rosy."

He Shui brushed away Du Feng's sweat-soaked hair, revealing his haggard face, dark circles under his eyes, and chapped lips, as if he hadn't slept well for several days, and his whole body exuded a sluggish aura.

"They're all fat."

The thin collarbone came out, and the belly was gone after two days. Du Feng used to have a little belly, which was slightly bulging and easy to touch.

He Shui sat for a while, and Du Feng finally woke up again. He had already slept to the full, his body could not sleep, and he woke up instinctively.

Du Feng opened his mouth, as if he had something to say.

He Shui knew what he was thinking, "Your classmates are doing well."

Suddenly there was the sound of a teacup falling to the ground next door, and someone shouted, "Doctor! Doctor! Such a person fell ill!"

He Shui quickly changed his words, "It's not good now."

The movement over there stopped, only the footsteps of the nurse could be heard, and the person who just yelled could be vaguely heard, "I don't know what happened, but everything is fine again."

The nurse told him not to make a fuss, to be scary or something.

Since the whole class was shot again, the infirmary could no longer manage it, and now they are sent to the nearby big hospital. They are all classmates, so they are arranged next door.

Du Feng blinked.

"Are you hungry?" He Shui has figured out a certain pattern, as long as the words are ambiguous, like questions, usually nothing will happen, of course there may be exceptions.

Du Feng nodded.

"I brought porridge, it's still hot, eat more." He Shui opened the heat preservation box.

Du Feng was very hungry at first, but suddenly lost his appetite. He felt that eating was a waste of time and consumed internal organs.

He Shui brought the porridge to his mouth, but Du Feng didn't move or open his mouth.

"Don't like it?"

Du Feng suddenly fell in love with it again, and wanted to drink it very much, he must drink it, he must drink it.

He struggled to get up, He Shui quickly put down the porridge, and put a pillow behind his back.

Du Feng watched the porridge go away, and instinctively stretched out his hand, "Damn it, give me the porridge!"

Seeing his gaze, He Shui took the apple over, "Want to eat this?"

No, I want porridge!

"I just peeled it." He Shui put the apple into the pot of boiling water, "it's a bit cold, eat it after warming it up."

No, I just want porridge!

"What's wrong with you today?" He Shui noticed his strangeness, "It's a bit weird, don't be in such a hurry if you want to eat apples."

No, I just want to drink porridge!

Du Feng's heart was broken.

"Just heat it for 2 minutes, wait a little longer." He Shui comforted him.

No, I must have porridge now!

"Why don't you have some porridge first." He Shui finally said.

But Du Feng didn't want to drink porridge anymore, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, he was hungry for a while and not hungry for a while.

He Shui seemed to think of something, "Isn't there a reaction to this?"

He had little contact with people these two days, and they were basically in the room. He spoke carefully, for fear of accidentally overpowering others, so he didn't know the detailed range of the Emperor's Words.

"You don't want porridge?"

Du Feng's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he stared straight at the porridge. He was choked by fart twice, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak. He Shui wiped Baihualu on him to get better.

The Hundred Flowers Dew is made by blending the dew from one hundred kinds of spirit flowers in Xiaotiandi. The fragrance floats for thousands of miles, and after applying it, butterflies and bees within thousands of miles will be attracted to it.

But that classmate's fart was really ugly, and the fragrant Baihualu could only offset the smell.

Just now when Du Feng fell asleep, He Shui dripped a drop or two into his mouth to moisten his throat. Now his whole body, inside and out, there is no smell, but there is a fragrance, but the damaged throat is still damaged.

Poor Du Feng.

He Shui took a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Du Feng. This time Du Feng ate very deliciously.

"I won't cook if you don't want it." He Shui blinked, suggesting to Du Feng.

Du Feng was dumbfounded, what the hell, this way of speaking is absolutely amazing.

How should we teach students in the future, why is the headmaster like Mao still not expelling him?

Probably because he is afraid of his revenge, and it is effortless, just open your mouth and the school will be gone.

In a word, the whole class almost hiccupped, and he almost finished playing too. How much hatred?

The kettle for boiling hot water makes a beeping sound, and the switch automatically jumps to keep warm.

He Shui reached for it, "It's opened so soon."

The kettle switch clicked and jumped back again, jumping from keeping warm to boiling water.

He Shui's expression was awkward, "Emperor's words are too profound, I can't control them sometimes, but I believe that I will be able to fully control them soon, and take you to live with me."

Du Feng nodded.

He has only one request now.

I beg He Shui to talk less and do more!

Damn chicken, if you go on like this, you can escape being killed by a fart, and you can't escape He Shui's crow's mouth.

It didn't take long for the water to boil again. He Shui opened the lid, poked the apple up with chopsticks, cut it into small pieces and fed it to Du Feng.

Du Feng was full and had some strength in his body. After lying down for more than a day, his bones were all crispy, so he wanted to get down and take a walk.

As soon as he sat up, He Shui hurried over, "Be careful where you step."

Du Feng stepped on the ground and fell down.

"..." This hatred is worth a lot.

Du Feng lay on the ground and glared at He Shui.

He Shui squatted down and helped him up, "Look at you, I told you to be careful."

It's okay if he doesn't bid, but he will definitely hit the trick once he bids.

Du Feng looked down and found that he had a cast on one leg, a bandage on the other leg, gauze on his hands, and gauze on his forehead. I don't know if his neck was twisted. He was wearing a collar. , the movements are stiff and feeble.

"Don't worry, there will be scars." He Shui crushed the petals and touched the juice on them, and it will be healed soon.

What He Shui said was ironic, Du Feng felt relieved.

"Where do you not want to go? I won't take you there."

Du Feng pointed to the next door, but he was still worried about the other students.

He Shui understood, and took him to the next door. The other students recovered much better than him. The poisonous gas was cleared, and their complexion was much ruddy, but there was a stench in the room, which could not dissipate for a long time, which was in stark contrast to his side. .

On the contrary, there was a faint fragrance, similar to the fragrance of flowers, and the air was much fresher. There were butterflies hovering faintly outside the window, and bees were buzzing.

"I didn't apply Baihualu, that's why your place smells so bad." He Shui saw his doubts and explained to him specially.

But this explanation... there is a feeling of dumbfounding.

"I don't think you're recovering well. I don't want to take you back. The recovery in Xiaotiandi is slower than outside. It takes about a year or two. Here it only takes a month or two."

This statement is so strange that Du Feng will not be able to react for a while.

"Don't go, we won't go back." He Shui helped him back to the bed, started to pack his things, changed clothes, lunch box and so on, and then took him through the discharge procedures, and sent him back to the student dormitory.

"I won't take you back when I don't get used to the Emperor Words technique."

The translation of this sentence should be, when I get used to the Emperor Words Technique, I will take you back.

Du Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Di Yanshu was more tricky than expected, and it hurt him badly, He Shui had better leave quickly.

Let’s just say that Mao avoided him two days ago, and he went to practice spells secretly by himself, but he made himself like this and dared not show up.

It's so bad now, and it must have been even worse two days ago. No wonder the teachers are avoiding him.

The bed in the dormitory was on the upper bunk, He Shui carried him up, wiped his body with Baihua dew, and there was still a small half bottle left for him to drink.

The gauze was also thoughtfully changed for him, and petal ointment was applied to the wounds on his body. It is said that the wounds will heal quickly, and some small wounds will solidify and form scars in an instant. I believe that the scars will disappear in a short time.

"Don't lie down, I won't ask you for leave now, and I won't send you back to Xiaotiandi later. I can't tell the truth in Xiaotiandi, it's inconvenient."

This paragraph is rather esoteric, so instead, you lie down first, I will ask you for leave now, and I will send you back to Xiaotiandi later, where I can tell the truth, it will be more convenient.

Du Feng thought for a while before he figured it out, and nodded to let He Shui go.

He Shui didn't delay for long, and came back quickly, still holding food in his hand, "I won't buy it when I don't come back."

Du Feng couldn't complain, so he nodded his head and figured it out.

With a wave of He Shui's hand, the two disappeared in place and appeared in a wooden thatched cottage in Xiaotiandi.

Except for the furniture that is made of wood, the room is very modern, and there are several quilts, probably considering Du Feng's injuries and being tortured, so let him enjoy it.

"Finally, I can tell the truth."

This is his small world, and the rules are all set by him. In the small world, he is a god, can control everything, and naturally can temporarily close his spells.

Du Feng also heaved a sigh of relief, damn it, he was tortured miserably.