I was targeted by the boss

After returning to school, the four brothers and Lin Wei embarked on the road of studying again, taking classes and the cafeteria at two points and one line.

Because the previous task hadn't been completed yet, they didn't dare to take it lightly, let alone take on the next task, so they had to frantically make up Fengshui books, talisman seal books, and magic weapon books in the dormitory.

When faced with a monster chasing, the correct way should not be to run around, but to fight head-on.

It was only because none of the four of them possessed such a level that the monster could take advantage of it.

Lin Wei looked at the feng shui book borrowed from the library, flipped through a few pages and knew that the author was talking nonsense. Except for the most basic concept of Yin-Yang and Five Elements, the rest was all fantasy for the author.

It's too late for the author to write feng shui books, he should go directly to publishing supernatural books.

Gu Yingyi also thought the same as Lin Wei: "Books in school are a waste of time."

The reason why Noble Academy is expensive is that its services are in place. Lin Wei clicked on the mobile phone to return the books, and someone pushed the cart to collect the books they wanted to return.

Song Xin and Cheng Mo were still holding the book tightly, and finally Lin Wei pulled it out from their arms and put it into the cart.

A copy of "Those Years I Looked at Faces", and a copy of "Magic Girl Xiaobaibai".

After reading the latter one, I know that Song Xin's previous one is not too much.

Both of them flattened their mouths aggrievedly.

Gu Yingyi: "This won't work, I'll call my dad."

Books have to be taken from a family of Feng Shui that is serious, so that there will be no confusion or omissions.

Gu's father may still be rubbing mahjong, the sound of Yishui's mahjong colliding one after another.

Hearing Gu Yingyi's words, he stood up abruptly: "Old Cheng, come and replace me, my son asked me to send him some books!"

Thinking about how Gu Yingyi resisted at the beginning, there were a few books in the bag and he took a few of them down, even if he hid them and brought them to school, they were all sent back by Gu Yingyi.But I don't know when, my son really started to study it.

It seems that after going to college with the Lin family boy?

Father Gu was delighted, and Father Cheng and Father Song got up from the mahjong table one after another, brought all the books at home, and sent them together.At least enough for a few people to watch for a while.

Before receiving the book, the few of them had a rare leisure time and went downstairs to the girls' dormitory to see the legendary cat owners who escaped from prison.

The snoring was overwhelming, and the master's sleeping posture in the cat's nest was strange. Lin Wei was really worried about the sleep quality of the dormitory auntie.

Lin Wei went to pat Xiaolanpang's head with ease, and rubbed his little fleshy face. It's not hard to imagine what the sleeping Xiaolanpang will look like when he opens his eyes and meows.

Gu Yingyi came out and said, "The spell here is so strong."

Ordinary demons and ghosts don't even think about getting close, it's equivalent to a large protective cover, so naturally the masters are willing to move their nests here.

But who exactly drew it here to protect the safety of cats?

In the first class after returning, the four brothers arrived especially early.

The four occupied the seats in the last row, counting one, two, three, four from the inside out, and started playing with their mobile phones in a very carefree manner.

When the teacher called the class monitor, Lin Wei felt a little embarrassed. After all, getting up from the innermost seat in the last row really didn't seem like a thing...

After class, Wang Yiming turned to Lin Wei: "Xiao Weiwei, how about we have a party? You haven't come to play for a long time."

Because Luo Zhao didn't come to their class today, the rich second generations all went back to their original form, they all rubbed against him, and a drawer was piled up with small gifts, Lin Wei waved his hand, and distributed them all to the three brothers around him.

Lin Wei refused with a smile: "No, you guys can play."

He just wanted to stay away from Wang Yiming now, because it was more dangerous to be with him, Luo Zhao looked at Wang Yiming specifically, he didn't want to be beaten all over his face again.

"Xiao Weiwei, just give me this face, Liu Jingren even said that you promised him."

Seeing that Lin Wei still looked reluctant, Wang Yiming patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, the big devil won't come this time, he's sick."

Hearing this, the three brothers who were eating were startled.

I got sick?

Lin Wei instinctively linked his illness with his trip to the countryside. Luo Zhao was so violent when he beat him up before, why did he get sick now?

After class, Lin Wei rushed to dormitory 402, knocked on the door for a long time, and there was no movement. He called Luo Zhao frantically in the group where Teacher Ma Yuan was, but there was still no news.

In the end, Teacher Ma Yuan couldn't stand it any longer, so he found Luo Zhao's address and phone number through the school address book, and asked Lin Wei to express her condolences.

Lin Wei went to the Liancheng villa area alone, and the three brothers all said that they had something to do.

Naturally, Lin Wei knew what they were thinking, even though he had explained countless times that Luo Zhao was not his favorite type, and the reason for holding hands in the factory was to rub off on his Yang Qi, the three brothers still had the expression of smiling and not speaking if it was me.

At the gate of Jinjing Villa, the dedicated security uncle stopped Lin Wei.

Lin Wei had no choice but to call Luo Zhao to prove his identity.

Originally thinking about this matter was too much, Luo Zhao didn't even look at the group, how could he still answer the phone?Just as she was about to leave in despair, she heard the weak voice on the other side of the phone: "Who is it?"

Lin Wei suddenly became energetic: "I, Lin Wei! I am at your door, and the security uncle wants you to prove it to me!"

Luo Zhao snorted, and Lin Wei handed the phone to Uncle Security.

After answering the phone, the uncle opened the door to Lin Wei with a pleasant face, and said: "The young man is very polite, and you can usually ask him to play more. There is no one in his house."

Lin Wei chuckled and didn't answer the question.

If it weren't for the special circumstances this time, it might be because they harmed him, and he wouldn't come.

Luo Zhao's door was already open, and Lin Wei entered the room, looked around carefully, took off his shoes, and stepped on the floor wearing socks.

"Luo Zhao?"

Luo Zhao's nasal voice came from the sofa in the living room: "Yes."

Lin Wei hurriedly walked over carrying the fruit as if offering a treasure. After all, this was the fruit bought with the hard work of the other three in his dormitory.

I saw Luo Zhao, who was usually as energetic as a big rooster, closed his eyes sickly at this time, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, looking much closer.

If it was in the past, Lin Wei would have been overjoyed, but when he thought that it might be caused by himself, Lin Wei just looked at the fever-reducing sticker with "indifference" written on it, and secretly laughed.

"Student Luo Zhao, everyone is very worried about you. Teacher Ma Yuan specially asked me to ask about your situation."

Luo Zhao's eyes opened slightly: "I'm fine."

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is like a gossamer.

"Then Teacher Ma Yuan asked me to ask you, have you taken your medicine?"

Luo Zhao: "Yes."

"She asked me to ask, is there a thermometer at home?"

Luo Zhao: "Go upstairs and turn left, in the second drawer of the first room."

Lin Wei went upstairs and found the corresponding thermometer from the location Luo Zhao said, but it was still unopened.

He couldn't help but have some doubts about how student Luo Zhao took care of himself. The question of whether he took any medicine was also questionable. As expected, the medicine box after the thermometer was taken out was full of unopened medicines.

Lin Wei came down from upstairs and directly stuffed the thermometer into Luo Zhao's mouth.

Luo Zhao was so confused that he allowed him to do so. When the prescribed measurement time came, Lin Wei took out the thermometer and saw that Luo Zhao's real-time body temperature was 40 degrees.

He took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped forward: "Master Luo, please allow me to carry you to the hospital on behalf of the students who care about you."

Although Luo Zhao is the most powerful rich second generation in the city, his house is empty, without even a servant, and he never calls his family when something goes wrong, so he just asks for leave from school.

Lin Wei put himself in his shoes and thought about it. Luo Zhao must have a hard time. Since he doesn't want to bother others, it's better for him to carry him directly to the hospital.

Luo Zhao shook his head: "No need."

But at this moment, he couldn't help it, Lin Wei grabbed his hand, trying to make him clasp his hands together.

Luo Zhao didn't cooperate. The moment Lin Wei's hand held him, he held it tightly and wouldn't let go.

Even if he has a negative physique, brother, can you be gentle?

Lin Wei's right hand was grasped, and Luo Zhao's hot body temperature flowed over like a continuous stream of heat. The chill in Lin Wei's body was neutralized by one, and the two blended together. He could feel that Luo Zhao's body temperature was gradually dropping.

It's just that the speed of the descent was extremely slow, Lin Wei took out the mobile phone with his left hand with difficulty, and made a call.

"Doctor Chen, please come to Jinjing Villa No. 7."

He rarely called the doctor at ordinary times, it can be said that he never called, so when Dr. Chen heard about Lin Wei this time, he thought something serious happened, packed his bags and rushed to the destination.

I saw a boy who was about the same age as Lin Wei lying on the sofa, and Lin Wei's hand was still tightly held by him.

After his diagnosis, Lin Wei wrote down how many medicines he prescribed.

"Take this every four hours," Dr. Chen said while tidying up his things. "The fever is too severe. In fact, it takes a long time to get better after taking the medicine."

Lin Wei smiled: "It's okay, as long as it gets better."

That is to say, this is a simple fever and has nothing to do with ghosts and gods.

Luo Zhao was so confused that he waited for Doctor Chen to leave for a long time before asking, "Did someone come to the house just now?"

Lin Wei was afraid that he would be unhappy if he found out, so she said against her will: "No, you remembered wrongly."

"Give it up, I'll go and make medicine for you."

If Lin Wei didn't listen carefully, he might have missed Luo Zhao's pitiful, almost coquettish words: "The medicine is bitter."

Luo Zhao is afraid of suffering... Lin Wei suddenly thought of the dream he had entered before, which was full of candy and ice cream, all of which were sweet and cloying.

Seeing this figure that doesn't get fat no matter how much he eats, Lin Wei gritted his teeth with hatred, but he could only coax him softly, "I'll get you candy."

Only then did Luo Zhao let go of his hand slowly, Lin Wei's cold hands were already warmed by him.

After boiling the water and washing the medicine, Lin Wei took out a piece of candy from the candy box on the table, first brought the medicine to Luo Zhao's mouth, and then opened the candy.

"Young Master Luo, after drinking the medicine, you will have candy."

Luo Zhao opened his eyes and glanced at them, then discussed, "Eat first, then drink."

He opened his mouth wide and waited to be fed. Lin Wei felt that Luo Zhao at this moment must have regarded himself as their servant.