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When Shang Wandong spoke, his warm breath fell on Yan Xia's ear, as if a gust of warm wind passed by, soft and hard to resist.

She felt a brief numbness on the right side of her body, like dry grass ignited by sparks, and her entire ear suddenly burned.

"...She loves me." Yan Xia half-opened his mouth in a daze, and murmured, "System, did you hear that? Xiaomu said she loves me!"

System: "Calm down, host, I heard it. I heard it very clearly!"

Yan Xia murmured: "She loves me, it means she cares about me. Rounding up, she has me in her heart!"

system:"……"

As an AI, it doesn't know much about human emotions.It turns out that just a word of distress can make you happy like this?

It said hesitantly: "I think Shang Wandong's emotional value is a little strange, it seems to be progressing too fast, it shouldn't be. Host, do you want me to check Shang Wandong's internal data?"

Yan Xia was not depressed after being splashed with cold water. Instead, his eyes lit up and he was gearing up, as if he had been aroused to challenge. He said with motivation: "It's not surprising, I think it's reasonable. Give me a little more time, I'm sure I can make her call me baby."

Seeing that the corners of Yan Xia's mouth were crazily raised with excitement, and he almost couldn't restrain his expression, the system couldn't help reminding: "Okay. Host, control yourself. Pay attention to your expression, and be careful not to scare Shang Wandong."

Yan Xia took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and helped Shang Wandong into the infirmary.

It was really hard for her to control this joy, like forming a group to fight a very difficult boss, when everyone had run out of supplies and was about to give up, suddenly there was a glimmer of light.

"What's the matter?" The teacher in the infirmary heard the footsteps and raised his head. When he saw them, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

Yan Xia pushed Shang Wandong down on the chair and said, "She has a cold."

Hearing this, the medical teacher did some basic examinations on Shang Wandong, and finally nodded: "It is indeed a cold, with a low-grade fever."

Yan Xia glanced at Shang Wandong, and said, "I said it was a cold, but she still didn't admit it."

Shang Wandong pursed his lips listlessly, with a thermometer under his armpit, his whole body exuded low air pressure.

This reminded Yan Xia of an emoji - happy.jpg written all over his face.

Terrible, the child was wronged.

Yan Xia couldn't help pinching her face, but Shang Wandong turned his head away.

She covered her face and sneezed softly, the tip of her nose was red, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't touch me, it will infect you."

Yan Xia smiled and said, "Then wipe your nose." She took out a napkin and handed it to Shang Wandong.

"Are you sleepy? If you're sleepy, just sleep on the hospital bed over there for a while." The medical teacher asked with concern, "I'll get you some cold medicine, and you'll be fine after a few days."

Shang Wandong sat on the bed, sat upright, frowned and insisted: "It's fine if you don't eat."

Yan Xia heard the words with her hands on her hips, and said seriously, "No way. Some minor colds can turn into pneumonia if they are not taken seriously."

The doctor on the side nodded with a smile: "She is right, you must pay attention to it, and don't overdraw your body arbitrarily because of your youth."

Yan Xia raised her chin triumphantly: "Did you hear that, even the doctor said so?"

Shang Wandong: "...I heard it."

The two said in unison: "Then lie down quickly!"

Under their offensive, Shang Wandong pursed his lips helplessly: "...Okay."

"Take a break first." Yan Xia moved a chair and sat next to her, coaxing, "How can you get better if you don't take medicine."

Shang Wandong was leaning against the pillow sickly, her skin was cold and pale, but now she was showing a sickly paleness, her eyes were foggy, and her cheeks were blushing unnaturally.

It looks pitiful and kind of cute.

Yan Xia said in her heart: It makes people want to bully him severely.

She stood up and was about to pour water for Shang Wandong when she was suddenly pulled back.

Shang Wandong looked up at her: "Where are you going?"

Yan Xia blinked: "Pour you some water."

Shang Wandong: "I'm not thirsty."

"Your lips are almost dry and skinny." Yan Xia pulled her hand away, and scratched her palm by the way, "Be good, I'll be right back."

Shang Wandong let go of Yan Xia, his eyes followed Yan Xia's back.

When Yan Xia came back with hot water and cold medicine, Shang Wandong was drooping his eyes, with his hands on the quilt, the tip of his nose was flushed, and his eyes were half covered by his curly eyelashes, like a wizened flower.

Yan Xia sat down by the bed, unscrewed the oral liquid in her hand thoughtfully, and inserted the straw.

"Drink."

Shang Wandong looked at the big characters "Shuanghuanglian Oral Liquid" on the bottle, and fell silent for a while.

"Why don't you drink?" Yan Xia rested her chin and looked at her thoughtfully.

"..."

Yan Xia raised his eyebrows, feeling blessed in his heart: "You are not afraid of suffering, are you?"

Shang Wandong glanced at her, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

This person's idol burden is so heavy!

"I'll get you some candy." Yan Xia suppressed a smile and got up from the chair, "Where did you put your mints? A drawer?"

Shang Wandong quickly grabbed her: "No need."

After finishing speaking, she clenched the oral liquid tightly, paused for a moment, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, closed her eyes and drank it all in one go.

Without a trace of hesitation, very fast.

"Drink it all, sister." Yan Xia picked up the bottle and took a look, the bottle was already empty.She rubbed Shang Wandong's head, and sincerely praised, "You are awesome, you are amazing!"

Shang Wandong looked at her expressionlessly, without saying a word, his whole body exuded a cold air.

The corners of her mouth drooped, she looked a little fierce, and she looked particularly bluffing without saying a word.

Yan Xia was like an experienced animal trainer, smiling and pinching the paws of the unhappy big cat, then rubbing her face, rubbing her face over and over, and complimenting her from time to time: "Sister, you are really kind!" amazing!"

Shang Wandong: "..."

Unable to get angry anymore, she turned her head angrily and sneezed softly.

Yan Xia raised her eyes and handed her water, saying, "This is my encouragement full of love, sister, do you feel it?"

Shang Wandong gulped down a whole glass, and said ruthlessly, "You are the greatest encouragement to me if you don't speak."

Yan Xia lay on the quilt and held back her laughter.

Shang Wandong really brought her too many surprises.

"Have you finished the medicine?" The medical teacher opened the curtain, took a look, and was amused, "What are you laughing at, so happy."

Shang Wandong looked indifferent: "It's over."

Yan Xia raised his head, his whole face flushed with laughter, and waved his hands: "It's nothing, nothing, just a little thing."

You can't talk about this matter, you have to protect Xiaomu's self-esteem.

How can the big school flower have shortcomings, they don't exist!

The school doctor looked at the two of them repeatedly, and suddenly realized: "Have you been to the infirmary before?" She pointed at Yan Xia and said, "You fainted before, right?"

Yan Xia nodded: "You still remember."

"I remember, Wan Dong came to get the medicine for the susceptible period." The school doctor sighed, "I didn't expect the two of you to be reversed today, and the sick one became her."

Yan Xia smiled and said, "The world is unpredictable."

At that time, she was not familiar with Shang Wandong, but now they are friends.

The school doctor nodded: "Okay, then you stay here first, sleep for a while if you are sleepy, and call me if you have something to do."

Yan Xia said hello, and watched her open the curtain and walk out.

She put away her smile and asked, "Sister, are you sleepy?"

Shang Wandong hummed, and lay down on the bed, his black hair spread out like black satin, his lips were a little darker due to illness.

She was lying on her back, her eyes gradually closed: "You go back to class."

"I'll stay with you." Yan Xia said, "Just sleep, don't worry."

Shang Wandong didn't answer, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Yan Xia said in her heart: She fell asleep so quickly, she must be really tired.

Although the cold is small, it is very difficult to be really sick.

She lay on the side of the bed and observed for a while, and found that Shang Wandong was sleeping very well, very honest, he neither kicked the quilt nor moved around, and he didn't turn over after sleeping for 10 minutes.

She rested her chin in one hand, Nahan said: "Obviously I sleep well when I sleep, why do I like to hug people when I'm with you?"

Is this a hidden setting?

She couldn't help but stood up and took a closer look.

Shang Wandong's eyelashes are very dense, like two neat little combs, curling up naturally, trembling from time to time, and a pair of slender eyebrows are slightly tightened.

It doesn't look like I'm dreaming.

Yan Xia pondered for a moment, then quietly released a little pheromone.

The fragrance of lemon diffuses silently, like a gurgling river, surrounding the whole room.

Shang Wandong is still in the susceptible period, and may need her pheromones to comfort her.

Sure enough, on the hospital bed, Shang Wandong's frowning brows slowly relaxed.

Yan Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

She immediately felt that asking Shang Wandong to mark herself was an extremely correct decision.

Seeing that the other party was fine, Yan Xia sat down by the bed, picked up a medical magazine next to him, and read it.

From this point of view, more than an hour has passed.

The bright sun in the early morning filters out the heat through the gray curtains, leaving only a gloomy light.

The shadows of the trees outside the window floated, rustling by the wind.

Yan Xia raised his head, twisted his sore neck, and his eyes fell on Shang Wandong.

Shang Wandong remained in the same sleeping position as before, and there was still no sign of waking up.

Yan Xia rubbed her eyes and couldn't help yawning, feeling a little sleepy too.

She lay her upper body on the bed, buried her whole body in her arms, and closed her eyes to rest.

Suddenly, Shang Wandong next to him trembled slightly.

Yan Xia woke up instantly: "Sister?!"

Shang Wandong closed his eyes tightly, his lips moved slightly, and his voice escaped intermittently, as if he was talking about something.

Yan Xia was taken aback, and subconsciously leaned closer to listen, the voice was very low, very light, with a trace of undetectable sadness, like a candle shaking in the wind, it would soon burn out.

"……do not……"

"go……"

"……do not go."

"Don't go for what? Who?"

Yan Xia suddenly felt inexplicably sour, she blinked, surprised and confused in her heart.

Who is Shang Wandong feeling sad for in his dream?Is it Shang Ruyun, or someone I don't know?

In the next second, she saw a trace of transparent liquid suddenly slipping from the corner of Shang Wandong's eyes, and fell heavily into the pillow.

Yan Xia's heart was shocked, she stretched out her hand, and anxiously shook the person on the bed: "Sister, sister! Wake up!"

Not long after, Shang Wandong slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Yan Xia's worried expression: "Sister, did you have a nightmare?"

Shang Wandong's eyes were moist, and there were still traces of tears in the corners of his eyes, looking fragile and dazed.

She was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "...Yes."

Yan Xia pursed her lips, feeling uncomfortable.

This made her realize more clearly that Shang Wandong is not a simple strategy object made up of cold data, but a "person" with flesh and blood.

She also has a painful past and will be sad.

"What did you dream about, can you tell me?"

Shang Wandong shook his head slowly.

Her voice was cold: "You don't want to know."

Yan Xia nodded, no longer asked, but opened her arms towards her: "Then give her a hug."

Shang Wandong paused, slowly approached Yan Xia, and was hugged tightly by the other party.

The smell of sea salt gradually sinks, like a wave that has finally calmed down.

Yan Xia gently patted Shang Wandong's back, and she heard Shang Wandong whispering in her ears: "Yan Xia, thank you."

"Don't be so polite." Yan Xia rolled his eyes and said jokingly, "If you want to thank me, just give me a kiss."

In the next second, the warm and soft touch fell on her cheeks, and she was gone as soon as she touched it.

Yan Xia was stunned.

Shang Wandong looked away, and asked softly, "Is that so?"

The author has something to say: Thank you family!