The whole world wants me to study

There are two consecutive sessions in the morning, including mathematics and English.

The English class is at the back, and the English teacher is a short, fat, middle-aged man who looks very amiable, with a low voice and a slow tone, and he sounds very gentle when he speaks.To put it bluntly, it is particularly hypnotic.I don't know if it's because he didn't sleep well yesterday, Xie Jing was dizzy from what he said, and his scalp throbbed with pain.

This feeling of dizziness didn't change until noon, even the hot and sour noodles on the second floor of the Eight Canteens that I ate at noon were tasteless, neither sour nor spicy, Xie Jing took two bites and threw it away.

During self-study at noon, Xie Jing first finished the homework left by the English teacher in the morning, flipped through the biology book for a while, couldn't stand it anymore, and fell asleep lying on the table.

Xie Jing slept for a while, thinking in a daze, why does it feel so cold, did someone forget to close the window.

Xie Jing wanted someone to close the window, but when he raised his head, he realized later that he had changed his seat, sitting in the middle of the class, far away from the window, glanced over, and the window over there was not open at all. .

But why is it so cold? Has it cooled down again?

My throat is a bit dry, and the mineral water bottle on the table is already empty.

Xie Jing turned his face to the side, Shen Yanqing hadn't taken a nap yet, and was writing an exercise book.

Half of the class was on their lunch break, and it was very quiet now. Xie Jing didn't speak, but opened his mouth, feeling that his throat was not only dry, but also a little sore, so he wrote in his notebook: "Is there any water?"

Shen Yanqing turned her head to look at Xie Jing, remained silent for a while, did not speak, and suddenly stretched out her hand towards Xie Jing.

Xie Jing was a little slow now, he didn't react for a moment, he watched a black shadow descend from the sky, parted his hair, and covered his forehead.

The palms were cold, Xie Jing was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't move.

After a while, Shen Yanqing had already retracted his hand. He put away the exercise book and put it in the bookcase, turned his head and whispered to Xie Jing: "I have a fever, go to the school hospital first. I'll get you hot water later, don't drink cold ones." gone."

Shen Yanqing always thought that his little deskmate was very out of shape this morning because he didn't sleep well at night.

Who knew that when Xie Jing woke up at noon, his expression was not right.

He is very white, so any color changes on his face are very obvious.His hair was a bit messy, his face was pale, his cheeks were flushed unnaturally, even his eye sockets were slightly red, and he was listless.

Shen Yanqing felt that something was wrong, and reached out to touch it, and it was indeed hot.

Recently, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the flu that is raging in Ascendas Garden has been repeated one after another. Xie Jing was not spared from the cold wind blowing from the rooftop yesterday.

Xie Jing thought, the school hospital?Where are you going?Am I sick?

After a while, Xie Jing shook his head and whispered, "You don't need to go to the school hospital, please, I'll be fine in two days."

Xie Jing is actually quite experienced.

When he was in high school, he studied to do papers in class, lacked exercise, and his health was not very good.Almost every year, I follow the trend and get two rounds of seasonal illness.But it's not serious, a cold and a fever are not a big deal, and it passed after Renren, and I didn't pay so much attention to it.

After entering university, Xie Jing took the time to start exercising. As his physique improved, he seldom got sick.

Looking back now, the last time I caught a cold, it seemed as long ago as the last century.

I also went to the school hospital. I felt that it was mobilizing the teachers and mobilizing the crowd, which was especially unnecessary.

Shen Yanqing had already stood up from his seat: "The flu has been so severe recently, I don't know why it dragged on, so go see a doctor in time, my deskmate."

There was a large area in the class, only Shi Honghong sat upright at the back, the small eyes behind her eyes were shining, when she saw Shen Yanqing looking back at him, she turned her head nonchalantly, pretending to be looking around.

Shen Yanqing tore a piece of paper, took a pen and wrote wildly on the paper: "I'll take Xie Jing to the school hospital, if Lao Zhang asks, let me know." Then he crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Shi Honghong who was behind.

In less than a moment, the note was smashed back immediately. Shen Yanqing spread it out to see, and there were four big characters written on it: "Follow orders! I understand!"

Shen Yanqing was puzzled, what do you know, do you know?

But now is not the time to talk about this, Shen Yanqing dragged Xie Jing to the school hospital.

The school hospital sounds good, but it is actually a small clinic with two bungalows and a small courtyard, which is built next to the courtyard wall behind the road behind Tengfei Garden.

In every school, there are all kinds of bad legends about the school hospital, and everyone seems to have little trust in the school's clinics.For example, in No. [-] Middle School, the most widely used version is actually the version. The doctors in the school hospital are transformed from veterinarians, and those who treat people are all veterinary.

Xie Jing felt that it was very nonsense, the school was directly responsible for everything in the school, how could a place like a hospital be so unreliable.

The small courtyard of the school hospital seemed like a man-eating monster. It was deserted and there was almost no one there, but it was actually clean and tidy inside. The door was open to the outside and the curtain was closed.

Going in is the consulting room. Inside the consulting room is a ward. From the outside, there are several sick beds inside.

There is a desk next to the window at the door, the doctor on duty sits behind it, and behind it is a medicine rack.

The doctor looked young, and looked at the two of them with raised eyebrows: "You two have hair color, which is very fashionable. It is a miracle that our school can survive until it fades."

Xie Jing's hair has been dyed for nearly two months, and now it has faded into a reddish orange. Shen Yanqing's hair has been dyed for a longer time, and it has turned into a dark green with blue in between.

The doctor didn't say anything, Xie Jing hadn't noticed yet.If you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green on your head.

Although, a handsome guy is a handsome guy, even if he is wearing a head of dry grass, he is still a handsome guy.

Xie Ding nodded and sat on the stool: "The teacher is more tolerant."

The campus glanced at his face: "Have a cold? Do you have a cough, does your throat hurt?"

Xie Jing: "I don't cough, my throat hurts."

The school doctor handed Xie Jing a thermometer, taking advantage of this time, he took out the medical records from the drawer.

In fact, the school is very particular about seeing a doctor for students. They have to ask their names, ages and ages clearly, remember them clearly, so that they can take medicine, and they have to report the details down to the date of birth.

After writing the medical records, the time is almost up, and the thermometer shows 38 degrees six.

No injections, no infusions, the doctor prescribed antipyretics, and let them come back.

Now they are still using the summer schedule. When they came back, the self-study in the afternoon was not over yet. The two had just sat down in the classroom when Shen Yanqing suddenly remembered something and asked Xie Jing not to take the medicine first, then got up and went out again.

Shen Yanqing went to buy a kettle.

There is no water dispenser in the classroom. There is a hot water room next to the canteen next to the teaching building. Usually everyone goes there to get hot water and then brings it back.

Although there are not many girls in their class, almost everyone has a big thermos cup, which is very thick, and the thick and large round of review materials placed on the table is too petite.

Every noon break, a few little girls called their friends and went to the hot water room at the back to fetch hot water.

But neither Xie Jing nor Shen Yanqing had it.

Too fastidious, not youthful enough.

If you are thirsty, go directly to the canteen to buy a bottle of mineral water, which is convenient and simple.

But now some people are sick, gold is precious, and they can't touch cold ones, even normal temperature ones.

The school hospital and the canteen are on the same road, only 200 meters apart, next to Tengfei Park, not far away, there are not many things, there is no thermos cup, only thermos bottles, which have similar functions and can be used.

Although the small shop in front of the teaching building and the small shop near the dormitory building are not the same owner, they have the same aesthetics.

Shen Yanqing went back and forth on the shelf twice, really had no choice, so reluctantly picked a water-red colorless one from the shelf.

This is still somewhat normal.

In addition, there are some large red flowers printed with misplaced ink, some rose red printed with small white flowers, and there is even a tin thermos with "囍" printed on it.

It's horrible at first glance, with a strong 80s country style.

Shen Yanqing felt that her eyes were almost blinded.

The proprietress is now at the door, and greets her warmly: "Little handsome guy, it's a coincidence that you came here. These are our new arrivals in the past two days. I personally went to the market to pick them out. They are different from the wholesale ones by category. , Auntie put her heart into it, not only looks good, but also has no problem with quality assurance."

"Oh," the proprietress was still thinking, and came over, "Little handsome guy, you can't do this. Look at this, how bright and transparent, this color, this pattern, I tell you, you must look good when you carry it."

Shen Yanqing looked at her hand, which was bright red and the red iron skin of a large group of peonies, and hurriedly paid the money and slipped away.

As soon as he went out, before taking two steps, Shen Yanqing suddenly paused and froze on the spot, thinking that he suddenly thought of something, turned around and went back to the canteen.

When Shen Yanqing came back, Xie Jing was looking at a handful of small pills with an empty face.

The doctor gave Xie Jing a prescription. It was wrapped in white paper into a small piece. Once opened, it could be of any color, yellow bezoar detoxification tablets, white analgin, brown licorice tablets... It felt like a pain when you approached it. The smell of medicine.

Xie Jing seldom sees a doctor, and another reason is that he doesn't like to take medicine.

Because "there is a return to willingness".

Others would swallow the medicine in one gulp, this kind of Xie Jing especially admired.

He ate it one by one, and had to drink a sip of water before going down with the water.

In Xie Jing’s limited memory about taking medicine, every time he swallowed the pills, he always had the illusion of being stuck in his throat. taste.

Shen Yanqing poured Xie Jing a glass of water.

The thermos is new, and so are the cups.

Shen Yanqing flicked the cup wall: "Take your medicine on time."

Forget it, extending the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.

Xie Jing looked at death like home, poured it all in his hand, swallowed it in one gulp, almost choked to death, and there was a strange smell in his mouth.

What's worse is that there is another fish that slipped through the net, stuck in Xie Jing's back molars, the sugar coating is broken, and Xie Jing's mouth full of bitter taste.

Xie Jing hurriedly hugged the cup and drank two big sips of water, his eyebrows were almost knotted.

It's so fucking hard.

"This is for you." Shen Yanqing whispered.

Xie Jing looked down.

Strawberry-flavored Alps, a small one, lay in Shen Yanqing's palm.

Xie Jing was a little dazed.

Most sweet people don't like bitterness, and my deskmate likes cotton candy, and probably doesn't like the bitter taste of medicine either.

Shen Yanqing suddenly remembered halfway, turned back and bought a bag of candy.

"But I can only eat one, because eating sugar for a cold affects digestion." Seeing that Xie Jing hadn't moved, Shen Yanqing tore off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into Xie Jing's mouth, then picked up his red and purple thermos bottle from the ground, and poured it into the cup Li added a glass of water, "You still need to drink more hot water."