After eating the apple, Song Xiangran was about to wipe his mouth directly with his sleeve, and Fang Qingming handed over a tissue.

Thank you. Song Xiangran was stunned, when she was a child, she wiped it casually at home, after all, she grew up in the countryside, and it was rougher.

Fang Qingming laughed softly: &;Girl, don't wipe your mouth with your sleeves when you're so old. &;

&;I didn't expect today's boys to carry tissues with them. Song Xiangran smiled embarrassedly.

Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said disappreciably: &; Little girl, no big or small, I'm not a boy. &;

&;Then what are you?&; Song Xiangran tilted his head and asked.

&; Men. &;Fang Qingming was a little uncomfortable by Song Xiangran, moved his shoulders, stood up from his seat, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and opened all the curtains.

The wind outside the window blew in like this.

Song Xiangran felt that the room was not so dull, and quickly took a few more breaths of fresh air.

It seems that sitting on the bed, the altitude is not enough, and the fresh air to breathe is insufficient, Song Xiangran plans to get out of bed and go to the window to blow the wind. But when I moved my legs, it seemed that I had slept for too long, and I was a little numb.

So Song Xiangran cleared his throat and said to Fang Qingming's back: Brother Qingming, can you help me get out of bed, my legs are ...... It seems to be numb. &;

Fang Qingming's gaze was withdrawn from the scenery outside the window, and he turned around, intending to help Song Xiangran get out of bed.

However, Song Xiangran not only had numb legs, but also a little numb body, and if he was not careful, the whole person would fall off the bed.

Fortunately, Fang Qingming was close, and immediately rushed up with an arrow to support Song Xiangran.

It was a problem of gravity that caused Fang Qingming, who helped Song Xiangran, to also fall.

Song Xiangran's whole body fell on Fang Qingming's body.

&; hiss. Fang Qingming touched the back of his head in pain.

&;Qingming, Brother Qingming, you, are you okay?&;Song Xiangran lay on Fang Qingming's body, motionless.

&;You pressed on me, can I be okay?&;Fang Qingming looked at Song Xiangran and suddenly laughed softly.

Now Song Xiangran and Fang Qingming are facing each other, and the distance between them is no more than 30 centimeters. Both people can see the hair on each other's faces, and even the lines of their skin.

Song Xiangran's snort brushed Fang Qingming's chin as if out of nowhere, Fang Qingming felt that his chin was a little itchy, and his Adam's apple moved.

After lying on his stomach like this for a while, Fang Qingming felt that he would suffocate to death if he was pressed down by Song Xiangran again, so he stretched out his hand and patted Song Xiangran's head, and said: Why don't you come down yet, do you want to crush me?&;

&;It's not...... Song Xiangran said with some embarrassment, and then motioned to Fang Qingming with his eyes, &; Brother Qingming, my legs are really numb, and I can't move now. &;

&; Okay. Fang Qingming sighed, &; I'll put you on the ground first, and I'll pick you up later. &;

Therefore, when Song Cha and Li Xiuqin came back from shopping, they pushed the door and entered, and what they saw was Fang Qingming holding Song Xiangran in his arms.

Eight eyes met, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

It was Song Cha who reacted first, pushed Li Xiuqin, and put the fast food on the table.

&;Xiang Ran was sick and couldn't eat heavy food, so he bought light fast food. Song Cha said, pushing the lunch box that looked very light and almost only vegetarian dishes to Song Xiangran's bedside.

Thank you, Ah Cha. Song Xiangran helped Fang Qingming, sat down slowly, and began to slowly move his legs.

&;Ah, why is it so plain, so light. After Song Xiangran ate a bite of the dish, he wanted to cry without tears.

As we all know, Song Xiangran is the kind of person who is not spicy or happy in the legend, and he wishes that he would put chili peppers in the green vegetables, but it is really not good, and the chili oil bibimbap can also be eaten.

Song Cha glared at Song Xiangran angrily, and said: "Do you know that you just had a fever, and you still want to eat chili peppers." &;

Li Xiuqin on the side also hurriedly nodded and agreed: &; Xiangran, you don't know, Ah Cha ran to several stores for your light box lunch. He also specially instructed the boss to reduce oil and salt. &;

&;I ...... It's too bland, I can't eat it at all. &;Song Xiangran looked at Song Cha with some grievances, and found that there was spicy chicken in Song Cha's lunchbox, and his eyes began to glow, &;Ah Cha, I think your spicy chicken is very delicious, can you ...... &;

And Song Cha didn't look at Song Xiangran, so he shook his head and said: &; No. &;

Just one bite!Really, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat!&;Song Xiangran opened his big eyes and looked at Song Cha's lunch box with a longing expression.

Anyone will be soft-hearted, but it's Song tea.

&;No, don't even think about it. &;Song Cha smiled back, and then put a piece of spicy chicken in Li Xiuqin's lunch box, &;Xiuqin, eat more. &;

&;Lighter is better. Fang Qingming, who was eating silently next to him, made his voice coldly.

Song Xiangran originally wanted to glare at Fang Qingming, but his eyes fell on Fang Qingming's bowl and found that there was braised pork in Fang Qingming's lunchbox.

Compared with his almost stir-fried vegetables and a few pieces of boiled shredded white meat, Fang Qingming's braised pork is very delicious.

Song Xiangran couldn't help licking his lips, then stretched out his hand and poked Fang Qingming's arm, and said: Brother Qingming, don't you like to eat braised pork?

&;No, I'm just used to eating vegetarian dishes first and then meat dishes. Fang Qingming turned his head, smiled at Song Xiangran, and then in front of Song Xiangran, picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

Everyone in the room asked for help, but in the end, to no avail, Song Xiangran had to give up and obediently eat his own boxed lunch.

After lunch, Song Xiangran remembered to ask Fang Qingming why he appeared here.

Brother Qingming, why did you come to the hospital?&; Song Xiangran helped clean up the dishes and asked Fang Qingming at the same time.

&;Qingran also has a fever, I came to see him, I happened to meet your roommate on the way, the two of them didn't seem to be able to lift you, so I went to help. Fang Qingming sat on the chair and drank tea leisurely.

Song Xiangran, who heard this, was stunned, and his brain was buzzing.

&;I ...... Am I heavy?&;Song Xiangran cautiously turned his head to look at Song Cha and Li Xiuqin and asked.

recalled that Song Xiangran was sent to the hospital just now, because the fever had been too long, Song Xiangran was already delirious, so Song Cha and Li Xiuqin decided to call someone from the hospital to help.

However, as soon as Song Xiangran was helped out, a man in a military uniform walked towards them.

When Song Cha looked at it, wasn't this the instructor of the etiquette team, the one surnamed Fang?

&;Are you Song Xiangran's classmates?&;Fang Qingming is serious about people he doesn't know.

&;Yes, instructor. Li Xiuqin nodded very obediently.

Then Fang Qingming picked up Song Xiangran sideways without saying a word and walked into the hospital.