In the afternoon, Xia Hanqing was restless. During the physical education class, the teacher asked to practice badminton, and she sat on the chair to rest under the pretext of being uncomfortable, holding Congxiang in her arms, hoping that she would be closer to it to increase her chances of recovery.

However, until the end of the four classes in the afternoon, Congxiang still did not get better - of course, it did not get worse.

"Perhaps, it's useful, right? Maybe?"

Taking those two rapidly withering leaves as a reference, Xia Hanqing believes that the only remaining stems from Congxiang have not dried up and withered, which is a good sign.

In a bad mood and loss of appetite, Xia Hanqing ordered a bowl of very bland white porridge in the evening, which was very cheap, and it cost five cents, and he didn't finish it in the end.

"Hanqing, what's the situation?" After Wang Tiezhu finished eating, he looked at Xia Hanqing like this, and was very worried: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. Xia Hanqing shook his head: "I just don't want to eat, maybe the weather starts to get hot, and I eat less." Have you eaten well? Let's go to the evening self-study. ”

"Good. "Wang Tiehammer is not reluctant.

But Xia Hanqing didn't go to the classroom for evening self-study in the end, she walked to the door and remembered that the Propaganda Department had a new task, and she had to paint propaganda posters.

Coming to the office of the Propaganda Department with Congxiang, Xia Hanqing saw that today's office was very lively, Liu Yan was there, Bao Chenlei was there, Hou Yibing and two other painters were also there, and the minister was holding a notebook and talking to them.

"Xia Hanqing!"

Liu Yan was the first to discover Xia Hanqing, and everyone else also looked over and greeted him.

"Xia Hanqing, good evening. ”

"Xia Hanqing, come on!

Carrying the handbag, Xia Hanqing walked over: "Good evening, everyone." ”

"There are a few small activities next week, and we need to draw posters, but next week is the midterm exam, so in order not to delay everyone's review, let's draw the posters as soon as possible this week. ”

This was said by the minister before, and now he is specially explaining to Xia Hanqing, and then, he showed the themes of several posters that need to be drawn this time: "Xia Hanqing, the promotional poster of this 'fruit platter' activity will be handed over to you, no problem, right?"

This is not a large-scale event like a recitation competition, it is just a small activity in the academy, and the requirements for promotional posters are not high, Xia Hanqing nodded: "No problem." ”

Choose a position and put the sketchboard away, Xia Hanqing will not waste time and start work directly, of course, the handbag is still by her side, and she will definitely not hurt Congxiang anymore when she mentions twelve distractions.

Poor fellow, if you are injured again, you will be completely hopeless......

Anyway, there is enough time, Xia Hanqing is not in a hurry, he takes his time with one stroke, and uses painting to calm down his ups and downs because of incense. It took a whole hour to draw the pencil base on the paper, and Xia Hanqing filled it in with color. At the end of the evening self-study time, this promotional poster with an area of less than one square meter was finally completed.

"Oh, yes. The minister passed by and saw this work, and praised Xia Hanqing very face-savingly. There are all kinds of fruits on the posters, apples, oranges, pears, and bananas peeled.

"Thank you. Xia Hanqing was praised and a little happy, she put away the brushes and so on, and then left with her handbag.

The minister put the drawing board aside and waited to dry, thinking about Xia Hanqing's paper works, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Originally, the package ticket said that it would help Xia Hanqing solve it, but because he couldn't produce evidence, people had an attitude of "I understand your feelings, but I can't award bad works".

He is so uncomfortable, it is estimated that Xia Hanqing will be even more uncomfortable, right?

Xia Hanqing was really uncomfortable, but it was not because the paper works were destroyed.

After all, the injured Congxiang weighed on her heart, and she didn't have the energy to think about anything else except worry about Congxiang......

Back in the dormitory, Xia Hanqing didn't spend a while under the floor like usual, after she washed up quickly, she climbed into bed and lay down, and the flower pot was placed on the side of the bed against the wall.

"Is blood useful?"

For this, Xia Hanqing was very puzzled. If it is useful, it is not good from the incense, and if it is useless, it has not become bad from the incense. But it's not a bad thing to consume it!

Could it be that the amount is not enough?

Guessing this possibility, Xia Hanqing gritted his teeth and climbed out of bed.

"Hammer, you can borrow me another needle. ”

Wang Tiehammer nodded: "Take it yourself." ”

Putting the needle on the bed, Xia Hanqing stabbed the tip of the needle into his fingertips, and blood beads rolled out. Quickly put your hand next to the fragrant root and drip the blood into the nutrient soil. One drop is not enough, keep dripping, and the blood will not flow, so squeeze it and let it continue to flow out.

After repeating it several times, the nutrient soil next to the fragrant root becomes a piece of red, and then penetrates, and the color gradually changes.

Letting the needle hole on his finger recover on its own, Xia Hanqing put the needle in the flower pot: "Iron hammer, put your needle here first." ”

"Don't learn from me!" Wang Tiezhu hurriedly reminded Xia Hanqing: "If you put the needle on the bed, you can't find it later, and you will prick yourself again one day......"

"No!" Xia Hanqing is not Wang Tiehammer!

No matter how worried you are, Congxiang will not recover faster because of this. When it was almost eleven o'clock, the dormitory gradually became quiet, Xia Hanqing glanced at Congxiang, and then fell asleep with anticipation.

"Smack. Wang Jinmiao, who came back from the bathroom, turned off the light, climbed into bed, and the dormitory was completely quiet.

In the darkness, a circle of red light glowed from the root of the incense, and then disappeared.

Wednesday is the most awkward day of the week, and some people will say, "Oh my God, it's only Wednesday." ”

And some people will say, "Oh, it's Wednesday!"

"Oh my God, it's Wednesday!" Early in the morning, the alarm clock had just gone off, and a few people in the dormitory had not moved, when Wang Tiehammer suddenly said this.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" several of her roommates were stunned by her.

"Wednesday, the countdown to the midterm exams is coming!" Wang Tiehammer announced solemnly.

Hehe......

However, the three roommates didn't care about the small midterm exams, after all, there was no pressure. Wang Tiezhu, a member of the study committee who felt the pressure, got up numbly, rushed to punch in after washing, and rushed to self-study in the morning.

Xia Hanqing watched Wang Tiezhu's busy movements, and was about to get dressed, when he suddenly thought that there was a flower pot on the bed, so he hurriedly went to see the condition of the flower pot first.

No, it's not about looking at the flower pot, it's about the incense inside the flower pot.

"Ahh

The moment he saw Congxiang, Xia Hanqing exclaimed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Wang Yanqiu and Wang Jinmiao in the dormitory were frightened by her and hurriedly asked her what the problem was.

"This, this ......"

Pointing to the incense in the flower pot, Xia Hanqing was dumbfounded. The two roommates under the bed saw her facing the wall, pointing to the wall, and kept "this, this, this", and didn't know what she was "here".