Chapter 12: He has a fever

"Why?" the couple said in unison, and then looked at each other, their son is not an impulsive person, since they have both decided so, as long as the reason is right, they are also supportive.

"I don't want to go to school. Song Xiu groaned, rarely lying, "This year, I want to stay at home and find out what I want." ”

"Now that you've decided, let's do what you think. Song Mu wanted to say something, but Song Duanming opened his mouth first, Song Xiu has been good enough since he was a child, they are not worried about what he will end up with a one-year delay, but they are more curious about why he did it.

But when the child is older, he has more ideas, and his psychology tends to mature, and if he is unwilling to answer, they will not delve into it.

The next day, Song Xiu called the admissions office of Shenda and applied for a postponement of enrollment with the teachers of the admissions office.

"Your grades are very good, you are the first in your major, there must be a full scholarship for admission, and there may not be a postponement, and the policy will be changed next year, and there may be an additional test if you want to re-enroll, and the scholarship is likely to be gone if the score of the additional test is low, do you want to think about it again? ”

The teachers in the world always hope that the students will be good, and after a while, they sucked saliva from the enamel jar, smashed their mouths, and waited for Song to change his mind.

"No need teacher, thank you, I've already thought it out. Song Xiu politely refused, and the teacher sighed, so he could only follow him.

Regarding the postponement of enrollment, Song Xiu planned not to tell Lu Zhiyao first.

He studied clinical medicine at Shenda University, and this year was free, so he just happened to register for the physician assistant exam, and he could get his physician assistant license before entering the school.

Before meeting Lu Zhiyao, he did not have a clear definition and plan for his life, for him, life is to do something step by step, to step on the road of life flat, he is slightly smarter than ordinary people, but in some aspects, he lacks some interest.

But now, he is beginning to plan for the next year, two or even five years, as if the fog of the road ahead has also lifted, and he can move forward more firmly.

At the end of August, the weather turned a little cooler, and suddenly a heavy rain drenched the whole city with heat.

The leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the road were knocked off a lot by the wind and rain, and the wind also blew, the asphalt road was transparent, Lu Zhiyao woke up from sleep, the scenery outside the window was washed by the rain, and the air was clear.

Lu Daqing sat in the living room and watched the morning weather forecast, the neat and nice girl broadcast this sudden cold rain, the weather also cooled down suddenly, and the fan and air conditioner at home could be on vacation for a while.

Lu Daqing was afraid of rain at noon, so he brought an umbrella to work, and then his stepmother also went out, Lu Zhiyao sat on the sofa and tuned the TV channel from the central channel to the local station.

"Smiling Proud Jianghu" seems to be about to end, I don't know how Ling Hu Chong's ending is, Lu Zhiyao took advantage of the time to broadcast the opening song, took out half of the watermelon from the kitchen, took a spoon and sat in front of the coffee table to eat the watermelon.

After most of the TV series aired, Zhao Zhiheng came down from the second floor with a yawn, and was a little annoyed when he saw that Lu Zhiyao had eaten nearly half of the watermelon in front of him.

"Lu Zhiyao, you're too much, you eat the watermelon like this, you don't know how to leave me a little!"

"Isn't there anything else? Lu Zhiyao didn't care.

"How can I eat like this?"

In the end, Zhao Zhiheng was deflated, sat next to Lu Zhiyao and took a new spoon, dug out the remaining half and ate it, and the two sisters and brothers occupied a corner of the sofa and watched a martial arts drama in the living room all morning.

At noon, Zhao Zhiheng's stomach was always on his feet, and he stretched out a foot and kicked Lu Zhiyao's thigh.

"Sister, I'm hungry. ”

"I'm hungry too. Lu Zhiyao stared at the TV intently, "There should be leftover breakfast in the kitchen, let's eat some." ”

Before the words fell, Lu Zhiyao suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little bit left of the lo-mei that his father bought the night before, and at the same time, Zhao Zhiheng also realized this, and the eyes of the sisters and brothers each rolled, and they ran to the kitchen one after the other, holding the bag of lo-mei and fighting for me.

In the end, Lu Zhiyao fried a simple scrambled egg with tomatoes, and Zhao Zhiheng boiled some noodles with water, mixed with tomato eggs and a few duck neck collarbones to make up a lunch.

At twelve o'clock, the TV station began to broadcast noon information, Lu Zhiyao estimated the time, and Song Modification came, so he sat on the side of the sofa and waited.

Zhao Zhiheng saw through everything, took the remote control from the coffee table, and looked at Lu Zhiyao playfully while adjusting the channel: "I said sister, who are you waiting for?"

"Watch your TV. Lu Zhiyao kicked Zhao Zhiheng disdainfully, and the latter dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, snorted coldly and turned his head to watch TV.

Many boys of this age are reluctant to admit that they are younger than girls of the same age, especially Lu Zhiyao and Zhao Zhiheng are half-siblings, the age difference is not big, generally speaking, boys are rebellious, and they should not get along very harmoniously with the sister of the regrouped family, but Zhao Zhiheng is different, he is very arrogant, his mind is not so delicate, in this reorganized family, he is more sensible than Lu Zhiyao.

When the two of them first met, they were still six or seven years old, Lu Zhiyao was more sensitive, standing behind Lu Daqing, timidly calling his aunt and brother, at that time, the young Zhao Zhiheng knew that this girl would not be very bad, he was a man, and he should take the initiative to have a good relationship with his sister.

The two of them went from rejection to intimacy, starting from Zhao Zhiheng's "sister" sentence by sentence.

Zhao Zhiheng is a child, and he is more reluctant to listen to his mother and Lu Daqing's management, but most of Lu Zhiyao's words he can listen to, plus a neighbor Pan Siyi is a bear child and also obeys Lu Zhiyao's management, he still has some respect for this sister.

In addition to respect, both of them are still children who have not grown up and are not mature enough, and they are about the same age, and they are more playmates together.

After the noon information passed, the TV series resumed broadcasting, Ling Hu Chong let me fight with Yue Buqun, Zhao Zhiheng watched it seriously, but Lu Zhiyao had to be distracted to pay attention to the situation at the door.

Song Xiu was late, he was never late.

"Turn down the TV. Lu Zhiyao poked Zhao Zhiheng, who understood and turned the volume to the minimum.

Lu Zhiyao went to the cabinet next to him to pick up the phone and began to call Song Xiu's house.

After calling for a long time, no one answered several calls.

Lu Zhiyao frowned, hung up the phone, walked to the TV and turned it off.

"You accompany me to Teacher Song's house. ”

"No, I haven't finished watching this TV yet, and besides, it's not me going to tutor. Zhao Zhiheng pouted, with a reluctant face, and just as he was about to get up to turn on the TV, he was pulled up by Lu Zhiyao.

"Teacher Song won't be late, I'm afraid something will happen to him...... Big deal, I'll buy you a disc in two days and let you watch it twenty times, okay?"

Zhao Zhiheng sighed, and could only follow Lu Zhiyao to change his shoes and rush to Song Xiu's house.

When the two of them stood at the door of Song Xiu's house, they were a little hesitant, Lu Zhiyao swallowed his saliva and motioned for Zhao Zhiheng to knock on the door.

"I don't. Zhao Zhiheng shook his head, Lu Zhiyao secretly scolded this unproductive person, and reached out and knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time, no one opened the door, Lu Zhiyao was a little anxious, and shouted Song Xiu's name while knocking on the door.

After knocking for a few minutes, I thought there was no one in the house, but I heard the sound of something falling upstairs, it should be glass, and the sound of breaking was very loud, Lu Zhiyao and Zhao Zhiheng glanced at each other, made sure that there was someone at home, and knocked on the door more urgently.

"Don't just knock on the door, look for a spare key under the mat in the vase, Song Xiu's mother has a bad memory and often forgets to bring the key, there may be a spare. ”

Lu Zhiyao said to Zhao Zhiheng. Zhao Zhiheng had a skeptical expression on his face, but he still lowered his head and touched the underneath the mat.

In the end, among the branches and leaves of the vase potted plant, the two of them found a spare key that was hidden deeply, probably for fear of being discovered by unscrupulous people, Song Xiu's mother hid it very closely, and used leaf-colored tape to paste the key between the trunk and the branches, if it weren't for Zhao Zhiheng's good eyesight, he wouldn't have found it.

The two of them opened the door, looked at the neat living room, and were a little afraid to get down for a while.

"Sister, after all, this is someone else's home, let's come in without anyone's permission, in case Brother Song Xiu is not there, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"It's not coming. Lu Zhiyao was bold and pulled Zhao Zhiheng upstairs, there were not many rooms on the second floor, a study room, a bathroom, and a guest bedroom, and walked to the innermost room, Lu Zhiyao was almost sure that this was Song Xiu's bedroom, she rubbed her hands a little nervously, held it on the doorknob, and cautiously turned the door open.

As soon as the door was opened, the high-grade gray tone decoration, the desk was very large and placed on the side, the books were neatly visited, the door opened, there was a large bed next to the huge window, under the gray quilt, it seemed that a person was lying down, there were water stains on the bedside table next to it, and there were some glass shards lying on the ground.

It seems that he accidentally dropped the water glass.

Lu Zhiyao walked over, stretched out her hand and carefully pulled open the quilt, her heart was pounding, and her nervous palms were through.

The quilt was pulled apart, and Song Xiu was really lying inside, he curled up his body, the whole person seemed to be unconscious, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, Lu Zhiyao touched it, it was surprisingly hot.

"He had a fever. Lu Zhiyao turned his head to Zhao Zhiheng and said, "I don't know if they have medicine at home, you go to a nearby pharmacy to buy some fever-reducing medicine first." ”

Zhao Zhiheng nodded, turned around and went downstairs, Lu Zhiyao put away the glass fragments on the ground, and went downstairs to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, I don't know what their basins do, she didn't dare to take them, she simply took a small basin for washing fruits and put some cold water, took a new towel from Song Xiu's wardrobe, moved a stool and sat next to Song Xiu's bed, wiped Song Xiu's face, neck and arms with water and wiped Song Xiu's face, neck and arms to cool down.

Originally, she wanted to wipe her body together, but she did this when Zhao Zhiheng had a fever at home before, in line with the idea of curing the disease and saving people's lives, Lu Zhiyao still didn't have the ability to lift Song Xiu's clothes.

Let's wait for Zhao Zhiheng to buy medicine and come back.