I'm an attack in a wealthy dog-blood novel

Except for the fever in my throat, I didn’t feel any discomfort or pain this time. I slept peacefully until [-]:[-] in the morning. I missed the first class. Dr. Lin advised me to stay in the hospital for observation, so I asked for leave.

When I asked Dr. Lin what my disease was, Dr. Lin said that he couldn't find out at present.

In the evening, I was discharged from the hospital, because I didn’t feel any discomfort, and the fever subsided, leaving only a little sequelae of a cold. Mo Ziyao stayed with me for a day, and now I’m busy eating dinner again, but I don’t have much appetite , but still ate a bowl of rice.

After I finished eating, I went to take a shower. After washing, I came out to watch today's class. I saw Mo Ziyao still dangling in front of me, "Go and do your work. I'm fine. I'll call you if I need something."

"I am not busy."

There is a person standing next to me, staring at me without doing anything, I feel weird, I don’t know if Mo Ziyao is worried about me or if I have a problem, so he stays so close, anyway, he doesn’t listen to me, I’m too lazy Regardless of him, I slept all day today, and I am in good spirits at this time, so I quickly calmed down and browsed the courseware.

After a while, Mo Ziyao stopped standing by my side and disappeared somewhere.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, I was ready to go to bed. Although I was still very energetic, I had to go to class tomorrow morning. I didn't want to have a messy schedule and had to adjust. As soon as the lights were turned off, I closed my eyes.

"Zhao Haiyang, why didn't you tell me when you were sleeping?"

Mo Ziyao's voice suddenly came from the darkness, and I realized that he hadn't left yet. Soon, a warm body was close to me. His body was like a big heater. It was super hot at all times. I have a cold, but my hands and feet are a little cold, and my feet are directly against his legs.

"You can tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah." Because I didn't want to talk to him more, I hummed perfunctorily.

I thought I was very energetic and would not be able to fall asleep for a while, but I fell asleep after lying down for less than half an hour.

Waking up again was another morning, and I was woken up by the alarm clock. When I woke up, Mo Ziyao hadn't woken up yet. I lightly got out of bed, washed and dressed, had breakfast and went out.

"The teacher called the roll call yesterday." Zhong Yashi told me before class started.

"Did you click on my name?"

"Well, it's all done. She said that the students who ask for leave have to make up the leave note, but I think it's okay, maybe some normal points will be deducted."

Although each exam is based on the usual scores plus the final exam results, the usual scores do not account for much.

Especially when the test scores are good, we don't skip classes mainly because we are afraid of missing some important knowledge points and demonstration explanations, not because we are afraid of deducting the usual marks.

I don't plan to make up the leave slip, it's just one day of class missing.

"Brother Haiyang..." Li Sheng sat in the empty seat next to me and called me with a smile.

"morning."

"Morning, why didn't you come to class yesterday?"

"Have a cold."

"Is it better now?"

I nodded and said it was almost done.

After class, I realized that I had spoken too soon, and a warm liquid flowed from my nose, dripping on the textbook, staining the paper red.

"Brother Haiyang..." Li Sheng beside me was more nervous than me, "You have a nosebleed."

He hurriedly handed me a tissue, I covered my nose, the blood was still flowing, and it directly stained the tissue in my hand red, I sucked my nose, and it took three tissue to block the blood, I was afraid of sudden bleeding Because I can't find out the cause of the disease.

"Brother Haiyang, do you want to go to the hospital? Why did you suddenly bleed?"

Li Sheng shook my hand. Compared with the warm body temperature in his palm, my hand was much colder. In fact, going to the hospital is useless. I can only take some medicine. Surgery is impossible, and my bleeding has stopped. I can't help it, the operation probably cost me half my life.

Even though it wasn’t mentioned in the novel that I was also sick, the blood drawn so many times in the novel would only come back to life after a day or two.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, it's over."

Fortunately, the nosebleed only bleeds a little and stopped. I still finished the morning class, and the afternoon class was an experimental anatomy class. The doctor asked me to go to the hospital, and he prescribed blood clotting medicine for me.

I still decided to go to get the medicine after school in the afternoon.

"Brother Haiyang, are you sure you're okay? I'm a little worried about you." On the way to the cafeteria, Li Sheng couldn't help but said.

"fine."

Tell Li Sheng that he can't help much, just wait now until the sword hanging above his head falls off, I think my illness is a bit similar to Xiang Qian's, maybe not as serious as Xiang Qian's, His resistance is much better than Xiang Qian's, and it may be that in the early stage, the symptoms are not obvious yet.

"Brother Haiyang, I think you are sick. You don't shy away from medical treatment. If you really don't want to go to the hospital, you can ask our teacher to help you."

"There is no taboo. I just have a cold. It may be caused by dry mouth and hot body. Don't worry."

"Have you had a physical examination before?"

"I did, no problem."

I have done all kinds of inspections, but nothing is found. I have also read those reports, and there is nothing unusual. Xiang Qian has spent so many years and has not found out what the disease is. It is a rare case, and there is no way to study it. After exploring step by step, I guess I am similar to Xiang Qian, but Xiang Qian has a professional team to support him, so I may not be sure.

Li Sheng's eyes were still full of worry. He knew that Brother Haiyang's body was not right.

After school in the afternoon, I went to the hospital to get medicine from Dr. Lin. I took one pill after returning to the apartment, and then started to read books on pharmacy.

……

Mo Ziyao at the other end was taken to a social gathering, but he unexpectedly met Jiang Hongyu in the same box, leaning on crutches, the gauze on his head was not removed, he said he was permanently disabled, and he was discharged from the hospital after a short while , hurriedly came to the nightclub to have fun, without wasting time at all.

When the host introduced them to each other, Mo Ziyao snorted coldly and said, "What's wrong with Second Young Master Jiang? It's like being beaten up. Why don't you stay at home and drag this broken body out?" ?”

Jiang Hongyu had just been discharged from the hospital by the doctor. In fact, his injury was not serious, his leg was just broken, and he would recover in two or three months. He just wanted to send He Zhijie to prison, and he couldn't beat him for nothing. He exaggerated his condition.

Anyway, it's up to them now, but seeing Mo Ziyao at this moment made him feel guilty.

"I always have to come out to play. I've always loved to play. It's not that Young Master Mo doesn't know it. No matter what, it won't delay my playing. I heard that the young masters here are all good-looking. Later, Young Master Mo will pick one or two." , I heard that Mo Shao has not found a lover recently."

Someone next to him echoed, saying that the new young masters here are very good-looking.

Mo Ziyao sat down next to Jiang Hongyu.

Because Jiang Hongyu's leg was still in a plaster cast, the glass table was pulled away to give Jiang Hongyu ample space to put his leg. His leg was opened forward, and Mo Ziyao deliberately kicked his leg to make him retract.

"Mo Ziyao, you..." Jiang Hongyu stared at Mo Ziyao, at a loss for words, met Mo Ziyao's sharp and cold eyes, and swallowed back the curse words. At present, he still can't provoke Mo Ziyao, he is not His brother, besides, his brother asked him to avoid Mo Ziyao a little.

Others seemed to sense something was wrong between the two of them.

Fortunately, the manager soon brought a group of people in.

Jiang Hongyu asked a decent-looking man to sit beside him.

Mo Ziyao sat a man on the left and right, and when the other person put his hand on his lap, he took the other's hand away, "Don't touch me, sit in another seat."

The two men didn't dare not listen, and quickly sat in other seats.

Mo Ziyao has never done anything to these men in the night scene. He thinks it is dirty, and he has insisted on not looking for other people for so long. He will definitely not break the ring for two ordinary-looking men. If Zhao Haiyang knows, His clean freak is afraid that he will never pay attention to him again.

Jiang Hongyu didn't care about him, he came out just to play, and soon became intimate with the people next to him.

The host tonight is Liao Xuping, the mayor's son.

Seeing Mo Ziyao sitting and smoking alone, Liao Xuping knew that he liked men, so he kept asking him to find a partner to play with, don't worry about it.

"I don't like it."

Liao Xuping laughed twice, "You have high vision. What do you like? I'll ask someone to come over again. After all the trouble, I'll be the host. I'll definitely let you have a good time."

"No, I don't want to play today. I just want to come and sit for a while for Brother Liao's face. Naturally, I won't be polite to Brother Liao when I want to play."

"Then tell me what kind do you like first, the delicate one or the mighty one?"

Zhao Haiyang's appearance appeared in Mo Ziyao's mind, what kind of Zhao Haiyang belonged to.

He is tall-legged, long and narrow-waisted, handsome and gentle, but his personality is hard, neither weak nor mighty. I don't know how he is now. He has just been discharged from the hospital and is in a hurry to go to class. It seems like he is missing a day of class. To his death, people who didn't like reading in the past have now become academic masters, and they can't wait to read every day.

The look of concentrating on reading is very attractive.

All Mo Ziyao thought about was him. When he realized this question, he was startled. He should be thinking about Xiang Qian. Why would he subconsciously think of Zhao Haiyang instead of Xiang Qian for this question.

"What is it like? You still have to think about it for so long. You still have someone you like. The first time you think of someone, tell me, don't be polite to me."

Mo Ziyao quickly put away all his thoughts, and told Liao Xuping with a smile that he didn't have a particular favorite type, but to be very good-looking, he had to be a handsome guy.

"Where are there so many handsome guys? How about Xiaohao, isn't he handsome?"

Liao Xuping pointed at a man and joked.

Mo Ziyao glanced at him, and felt that the man was far from being handsome, not the type he liked.

"It's not that good, Brother Liao, just play with yourself and leave me alone."

"That can't be done. You were brought here by me. You must have someone to accompany you tonight to make sense. I'll call another group of people in. You can see that Second Young Master Jiang can have a good time."

"Then Xiaohao."

Mo Ziyao pointed to the person just now and told him to come over.

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