Dijinpingxie

Wu Xie originally thought that he was sick because he didn't wear enough clothes, but it turned out that he had been infected with a viral flu some time ago, and it just happened that his resistance was insufficient for the past two days. .

In other words, the bits and pieces of a few days are inevitable.

"What should I do, the sports meeting tomorrow..." Wu Xie looked up, looked at the dangling hanging bottle, and muttered to himself.

Zhang Qiling had just bought porridge for Wu Xie and brought it back to the infusion room. He put the porridge on the armrest on Wu Xie's right side: "The sports department called you in the afternoon. I told you that you were sick, so I pushed you away."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Wu Xie came back to his senses, "Didn't you say that if you didn't find a replacement, they wouldn't agree?"

"I lied to you."

"Hey..." Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling speechlessly, but the other party still had an expressionless face, "What are you lying to me for? Do you really want to see me die on the playground?"

"It's only [-] meters..." Zhang Qiling opened the porridge bowl for Wu Xie, "I've never heard of someone running to death on the playground."

"That's because you are ignorant..." Wu Xie curled her lips, "Besides, if I finish running, I will lose half my life if I don't die."

After he finished saying this, he found that Zhang Qiling was scooping up a spoonful of porridge, holding it up to his mouth, as if he wanted to feed him.

"This..." Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling with watery eyes, "This...isn't it good?"

"You only have one hand." Zhang Qiling looked up at the potion, "When the two bottles are hung up, the porridge will be rotten."

"..." Knowing that what Zhang Qiling said was the truth, and he only had one hand left, it was really impossible not to rely on Zhang Qiling's help to fill his stomach completely, so Wu Xie could only compromise.

But he still didn't intend to let Zhang Qiling feed him.

Wu Xie stretched out his temporarily free right hand, snatched the spoon from Zhang Qiling's hand, and quickly swallowed the porridge into his mouth: "The bowl is ready, I'll eat it myself."

Seeing Wu Xie's mouth full of food, Zhang Qiling felt it was funny, he bent his mouth, sat down beside Wu Xie, and then held the bowl firmly with his left hand, making it easier for Wu Xie to scoop it up.

……

"Hey, where did you go today? I didn't see anyone in the lab..." The fat man complained before he saw anyone coming in when he heard the door opening, "You can find those little girls today I'm almost going crazy..."

"Give me a hand." Zhang Qiling's voice was deep outside the door, the fat man stood up and looked outside, hey, Zhang Qiling is carrying Wu Xie on his back.

"What's the matter with you?" The fat man took the plastic bag from Zhang Qiling's hand, and walked quickly to Wu Xie's bed, and spread the quilt for him.

Zhang Qiling walked over with Wu Xie on his back, put him down again, and began to undress Wu Xie: "He has a fever, I'll take him to the hospital."

"It was fine yesterday..." The fat man muttered, leaning forward and touching Wu Xie's forehead, "Why is it still so hot after the injection?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qiling said, "I vomited out everything I ate at night, and the heat is higher than in the morning."

"This is not good..."

"Let's watch it for another night, let him fall asleep first." Zhang Qiling covered Wu Xie with a quilt before asking the fat man, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Huh? You haven't eaten?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, how could he have the time to eat.

The fat man looked around and said, "There are only compressed biscuits left..."

Zhang Qiling frowned, he didn't know why, he felt resistance to this stuff from the bottom of his heart, maybe he ate too much in his previous life.But there was no other choice at the moment, he took a pack of biscuits from the fat man, and swallowed them with hot water.

"What did you say happened to the lab today?"

"What else, just those girls who are looking for you..." Fatty sighed, "Didn't you go to the laboratory this morning, and you still looked like you were going to stay all day, the girls probably think that today is someone who came into contact with you." Good chance, those who don't do experiments have rushed over from the dormitory, but you disappeared when they came, so everyone is itching with hatred..."

"..." Zhang Qiling was silent, listening to the fat man.

"Speaking of which, these chicks are very enthusiastic about you this year... It seems that they were not like this a few years ago, right?"

Zhang Qiling thought about it himself, and indeed he did not.

"Also, this..." The fat man swallowed, and said, "I heard this from the women's room next door when I was squatting in the toilet...there said that Tianzhen likes you and keeps pestering you... ..."

"Wu Xie?" Zhang Qiling was just listening casually, but when it came to Wu Xie, he immediately became serious.

The fat man nodded: "He said that Tianzhen was always by your side, and that you were with Tianzhen when you didn't do the experiment today. It's strange to say that in the last semester, Tianzhen was always with you, but there are no such strange rumors. ...And last semester, the chicks still liked us very much, aren't you naive?"

"..."

"On the contrary, the relationship between you and us is not as good as before. Why do they think so now? It's strange..."

"I don't know, pay more attention..." Zhang Qiling turned his head and glanced at the person who was still not sleeping well, "Don't tell Wu Xie yet."

At this time, Zhang Qiling had almost finished his "dinner". He took his clothes and prepared to take a bath.

When he was about to enter the bathroom, he stepped back and asked the fat man, "Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

"See what you want me to do..."

"Help me take care of him." Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie, "I have something to do tomorrow afternoon."

"What do you mean help you take care of him?" Fatty stood up cheerfully, "You are his senior, and I am his senior, you are his roommate, and I am his roommate, how can taking care of him become your exclusive job?"

"..."

"Unless you admit to Fat Master now that Xiaotian is really yours."

"..." Zhang Qiling remained silent.

The fat man shrugged, thinking he was bored and said: "Forget it, since you asked me, I will assume that you will find a chance to explain it to him...then don't worry, leave it to me."

Zhang Qiling nodded and finally entered the bathroom.

After a while, Zhang Qiling came out, and the fat man went to wash up.

Zhang Qiling saw that the fat man closed the bathroom door, so he wiped his hair, walked up to Wu Xie and touched his forehead.

Although the temperature was still very high, after lying down for more than half an hour, Wu Xie still slept a little more peacefully. Zhang Qiling adjusted the quilt for a few times, and then lay down on his own bed.

Zhang Qiling lent Wu Xie his own quilt to cover, and he didn't want to move the thick winter quilt from the closet, so he simply covered himself with a thin summer blanket and slept with his clothes on.

A night without dreams.

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