Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

The guy has a fever!Fool! "

The crowd watching: "Huh?"

Kenji Hagiwara heard it, and had no time to ask Jiang Gu Ling why he discovered the truth just after meeting Qian Mu. Unlike others, he took a quick look before rushing over, and then went straight to it without saying a word.

Qian Mu, whose forehead was pressed again: "...?"

"Being optimistic at 37 octaves, and exaggerating, I think he has already gone to [-] degrees. At first I thought his blushing was due to exercise. From this point of view, I am afraid that he has been burned for more than a while. Before class, he has already... Yuan! Thousands! Mu!"

Kenji Hagiwara felt unbelievable when he said it himself: "You actually have a high fever and Akira is training and sparring. After holding on for such a long time, don't you feel uncomfortable at all?"

Qianmu was slightly stunned, and only then did he realize that he had been in trouble since the morning, and it turned out that it was because of...fever?

It all made sense when he thought about it this way, because his senses were much duller, so he couldn't taste the salty taste of tofu.

And until now, he did not feel any unnecessary pain except for a little weakness—until now, the symptoms were aggravated by unrestrained strenuous exercise.

Realizing this is like finally flipping the switch on the illness.

The heaviness came suddenly.

Qian Mu's figure suddenly swayed slightly, and when everyone was so frightened that they wanted to support him.

"I'm going to ask the instructor for leave and go to the hospital."

Qian Mu actually took the initiative to speak.

"Hospital? My God, you've figured it out."

Kenji Hagiwara immediately reported to the instructor, Qianmu quickly entered the vacation early after receiving the concise criticism that could not be escaped.

Jiang Gu Ling and others planned to send him to the hospital, but unfortunately they couldn't.

The deputy class teacher "Fujiwara" arrived with great speed and took away Yuan Qianmu, who was dull and especially inattentive to his health. He said that he was entrusted by Qianmu's family and had to send Qianmu to the hospital himself to be relieved.

With the assistant class around, it is of course much better than the patient floating around alone. The young people watched the students who were quickly burned into pieces get into the assistant class's car, and then the assistant class chased them away on the grounds that "you still have training" Let's go, I can only go back to training with no peace of mind.

They thought that Qian Mu had already fallen asleep in the car because of a high fever.

With his eyes closed, the red-haired young man leaning halfway on the side of the rear driver's seat was indeed very quiet.

Belmode, who had torn off the camouflage, stepped on the accelerator tightly, with a serious expression on his face. The cheap car she bought at random during the camouflage gave her the appearance of a supercar.

Fortunately, Belmode hadn't completely thrown away her reason. She took the time before a short red light, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed a number.

It took a few seconds for the phone to connect.

"what's up."

A deep and hoarse male voice sounded from the microphone, just a few words, like a poisonous snake slowly wrapped around the arm along the voice pattern.

"Gin."

Belmode's tone at the moment was unusually cold.

With that signal alone, she was sure Gin would understand her right away.

"Go to that address."

"Boss needs you."