A weak attack dog blood essay

When he heard the doctor say that his body temperature was 39, He Juan's whole body became gray visible to the naked eye.

He Juan immediately thought that he might not be able to complete today's study plan, which made him a little irritable, and it showed on his face that the corners of his lips were drawn into straight lines.

Fu Xian, who had been observing by the side, noticed it.

Then the doctor in the infirmary suggested that He Juan should take the injection for a few days, and if he felt uncomfortable, he could ask for a few days off, but He Juan immediately refused.

At this time, He Juan was sitting on the wooden chair opposite the doctor.

The chair was originally very cold and hard, but when taking the body temperature just now, Fu Xian got a red soft cushion from somewhere and put it on it. This cushion is actually not very comfortable, but it is better than the cold and hard chair .

Hearing that He Juan was unwilling to ask for leave, the doctor confirmed again: "You really need to rest for a few days in this situation, and the head teacher will also grant leave."

Because there are often students who don’t want to go to class and come to the infirmary to issue a leave of absence, so now that some students have taken the leave of headache from the infirmary, the class teacher will be more cautious.

He Juan still shook his head: "I'm not feeling well right now, but I'll get better soon. If I ask for leave to go home, I'll miss my studies for a few days."

He Juan, who was unable to analyze rationally because of his illness, said that unknown grievances welled up in his heart, and he didn't even know what he was talking about, so he rushed out: "I haven't finished the self-study paper last night... ..."

He didn't know his expression when he said this, but the doctor and Fu Xian who had been watching him could see it clearly.

The youth's porcelain-white cheeks were flushed due to the fever, and his thin eyelids were burned to a pale pink color. At this time, his thick eyelashes were drooping, his light-colored lips were pursed stubbornly, and there were still large patches of skin on his arms. His bruises looked like he had been bullied so badly, he looked very pitiful.

However, the reason why the young man showed such an expression was because he didn't finish the paper in his mouth so cute...

Suddenly there was a short muffled laugh in the infirmary.

He Juan was already sad, but when he heard the sound, he raised his head and saw Fu Xian's smile, which he couldn't take back in time, he endured it, but couldn't hold back, and gave Fu Xian a hard look.

His plan was not completed, it was all because of Fu Xian's troubles all night, yesterday's study plan was delayed until today.

I didn't expect to get sick again today, not only can't attend the morning class, today's study plan includes yesterday's, I'm afraid I have to re-plan.

The more He Juan thought about it, the grievances couldn't stop popping up, and the black hair seemed to have lost all strength, lying limply on his head.

If I don't say anything else, I feel that this little classmate's sadness is about to overflow.

The doctor was silent, and he said softly: "Is the little classmate a senior in high school?"

He Juan nodded.

After finally having the opportunity to go back to the third year of high school, He Juan has already seriously thought about it, to study hard, to complete what he didn't finish before, and to be admitted to the top school.

And he decided that this time he must choose a major he likes.

I just didn't expect to suffer from Waterloo the next day.

Illness shattered his plans. Most importantly, he was ill because he helped Fu Xian, and he didn't appreciate it.

Children who love to study are very popular with adults, especially the doctor’s family also has a child who is now in junior high school and has to be watched every day to study. As long as he doesn’t do homework, he can do anything interesting.

Students who work so hard and study even when they are sick must have good grades.

The doctor decided in his heart to go back and tell his son about this example, even if he didn't get any points, it would be good to learn one or two points.

Fu Xian was stared at by He Juan, and finally realized that he was the culprit. He was always indifferent and felt a little guilty in his heart. He thought about it and comforted him: "Don't worry so much."

Fu Xian originally wanted to say that missing a day of class was nothing, but vaguely remembered that He Juan's grades were not very good.

So he was silent, and added: "I will make up for you the missed class."

He Juan now felt that being close to Fu Xian would bring him misfortune.

It's hard to understand that his dizzy head is still analyzing firmly.

While being wronged, He Juan felt that the original owner's tragic ending was because he was too close to Fu Xian.

Now he just helped Fu Xian, but he had a fever again and missed class, it seemed that he still wanted to stay away from Fu Xian to keep safe.

At this time, he heard Fu Xian say that he wanted to help make up lessons, and he thought dully that making up lessons would mean contacting Fu Xian many times, which would mean that he would become unlucky.

"No need." He Juan refused without hesitation.

Fu Xian remained silent, knowing that He Juan's refusal should be a happy thing for him.

But his heart suddenly sank, and subtle irritability and unhappiness filled his heart, his brows and eyes became cold again, he suddenly looked away, and said indifferently: "It's up to you."

In the end, He Juan hung three bottles of medicine in the infirmary.

He originally thought that Fu Xian would immediately return to the classroom after sending him over, but he didn't expect the other party to sit quietly beside him all the time.

When He Juan was playing the second bottle, he was already sober. Seeing Fu Xian sitting on the side, he cleared his mind and called Fu Xian.

Fu Xian heard the sound and looked over, He Juan felt that the other party's eyes seemed to be colder, guessing that he might not be very happy waiting here, so he sincerely reminded him: "You can go back to class first, don't wait for me."

He Juan said this politely, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Fu Xian silently, and when he left, he didn't expect Fu Xian's expression to be blank.

He seemed to be stunned for a while, and then his complexion visibly changed to the naked eye, as if these words did not make him happy.

He Juan didn't know why the other party showed such an expression, he thought for a while, and said more sincerely: "Thank you for sending me here, I will go back by myself after the injection."

That shouldn't be a problem, right?

When He Juan thought this way, he saw Fu Xian looking over steadily, the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't hide his cold eyes, He Juan even faintly felt that Fu Xian was a little annoyed.

He suspected that his poor judgment due to his illness led to such a misunderstanding.

He Juan thought that he had finished what he had to say, and that he was polite enough, so he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and while resting for a while, he sorted out the study plan in his heart.

Halfway through sorting out, He Juan suddenly remembered a plan that came to his mind last night, that is, he decided to live on campus.

But from time travel to the present, he hasn't even gone to the aunt's house where the original body is staying. Anyway, he will go back to live tonight, and he can share his thoughts with the other party.

But the other party may not agree...

The clear gaze on him disappeared after a few seconds, and He Juan heard the heavy footsteps gradually going away, and then the door creaked and slowly closed.

After the injection, He Juan's palm was very cold and his fingertips turned blue. He stretched his fingers and went there to get the medicine. The doctor liked He Juan very much. Seeing He Juan coming over with a gentle smile, he took the medicine Handed it to He Juan, and carefully introduced which one, how many pills at a time, several times a day.

He Juan listened carefully, glanced at the doctor, hesitated to speak.

After the doctor handed the medicine to He Juan, He Juan thought about it and asked the doctor, "Is there any alternative medicine for these capsules?"

Feeling the doctor looking at him, He Juan pursed his lips hesitantly. He had a problem in the original world, that is, his throat was small, and he was forced to chew food slowly before swallowing it. He has been sick since he was a child. The most painful time.

Like that kind of small pill, no matter how small, He Juan couldn't swallow it. At first, the grown-ups thought he was against taking medicine.

But little He Juan is very obedient, he will do everything without saying a word, even if it is a very bitter traditional Chinese medicine, he can swallow it silently.

Later, it was confirmed that He Juan had a small throat and couldn't swallow the medicine.

Because of the small throat, He Juan was always suffering from illnesses when he was a child. He could not take capsule medicine and could only use soaked medicine instead. Other small pills had to be chewed and swallowed, and his mouth was full of bitter taste.

Fortunately, I grew up slowly and got less sick, so I didn't have to go through this pain.

Now because of He Juan's refusal to get an injection, the doctor tried to prescribe as many medicines as possible. Anti-inflammatory drugs and others were added into a bag. He Juan was not sure if this body would be the same as his original body.

He didn't have it in his memory, but this body was very similar to his original body in many parts, He Juan still mentioned it for the sake of caution.

In the end, the doctor prescribed some soaked medicine to He Juan, obviously the doctor has already seen the strange thing.

When he walked into the classroom, it happened to be the end of the third period, and He Juan entered the classroom by stepping on the bell.

Because the class was just over, the classroom was very quiet, but when He Juan came in, he noticed something was wrong. Many people quietly cast their eyes on him, with bright or dark eyes on him, only one with a faint look worry.

He Juan looked over and saw that it was the off-season scene. The other party looked at He Juan and hesitated to speak, with a hint of guilt in his dark pupils. When the students were in the second row, he quickly dodged to the side, as if He Juan was some dirty thing.

He Juan even vaguely heard someone say that he was "disgusting".

A bad feeling spread, and He Juan immediately looked at his desk. The desk that was originally neat was now piled up with some textbooks and notebooks. The pen case fell sideways, and a few pens fell on the desk All around, schoolbags were half-opened. They had been placed on chairs in the morning, but now they were lying on the table legs.

Without saying a word, He Juan walked quickly to the seat and approached. He Juan saw that the open drawer of the desk had been rummaged through, and some books had fallen apart.

He Juan felt his head faint again, and his heart was beating extremely fast, knowing that something unexpected had happened.

The classroom was still quiet, and none of the students came out of the classroom. It seemed that the other [-] or so people were silently focusing on this area, as if they were watching a mime.

He Juan sorted the books and notebooks into categories, put the pens into the pen case, checked the textbooks and other things, and finally found something was missing.

He Juan might not remember other things, but he knew that the original owner had a diary that recorded many of his thoughts, and it was placed in the deepest part of the desk.

He Juan originally planned to find an opportunity to dispose of it, after all, in the original book, it was a weapon that would kill the original body socially.

It's just that so many things happened in one day and one night that He Juan didn't have time to deal with them.

So who will own this diary now?

It seems that the other party can't wait to make it public.

The author says:

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