5 a.m.

The door opened and closed, and with Feng Ling's usual vigilance, he could hear the situation and wake up.

But she was hot and cold, and her heart was weak, and it felt as if someone had come in, but it felt like she was in a dream.

In the dream, I seemed to have a fever, and someone's hand was on her forehead, and then a cold towel was placed on her forehead not long after.

In this way, I don't know how long it was, she was half asleep, and when she finally woke up again, it was already 9:20 in the morning.

She has already taken two days off, and she took a vacation for the first two days, but not today, there is a class that must be taken today, because there are a few students who have just arrived at the martial arts hall to study for half a year to participate in the competition in the school, and the competitions in the school are more focused on specifications and forms, unlike the real international competitions that require complete strength, but because of the need for sufficient form, a qualified rehearsal is needed, and there are some states and actions, which must be arranged for them today.

Feng Ling sat up from the bed, and after glancing at the time, he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, which was still a little dizzy and swollen, got up and went to wash, and saw the towels stacked there in the bathroom, and was puzzled.

She usually hangs towels there, how can she stack them here

I reached out and was about to pick it up, but found that the towel was still a little wet.

Last night's dream suddenly reflected in her mind, she was having a fever, and someone had come to take care of her

Is it Li Nanheng?

Feng Ling turned around and walked out of the bedroom, walked around the various rooms of the small house, and saw no other people, she remembered that he left before going to bed last night, and he didn't come back, she also closed the door, and he also returned the key, how could he come over

She put it here after taking a shower last night

But it can't be stacked here, and it can't be that it hasn't been done until now

Her gaze suddenly turned to the small terrace outside the window, the terrace on the fifteenth floor was not the same as the two balconies adjacent to the Xi base, the width and distance between them were definitely not something that could be stepped over casually, this was a terrible thing, no matter how Li Nanheng was, it was impossible for Li Nanheng to be so irrational.

And this towel

Is it a dream or something?

Time was pressing, and she didn't have time to think about it, Feng Ling hurriedly changed her clothes and went out directly, because she didn't get better from the cold, and the whole person was not in a good state, she couldn't drive, and she didn't want to be a road killer, so she simply called a car and took a taxi to the martial arts hall.

Normally classes start at 10 o'clock, but she was still fifteen minutes late, but fortunately she called the boss and head coach before 10 o'clock and said that she would be there soon, so the students were waiting for her.

After arriving, Feng Ling didn't explain his illness, and directly changed into his usual clothes and entered the classroom.

The students were very excited to see her coming, but they found that Coach Ah Ling, who usually does not sit down to rest for several hours in class, has to drink some hot water every ten minutes or so today, and she has to sit for a while, and her voice is a little dumb, her face is not very good, and there seems to be some sweat on her forehead.

"Coach Zero, isn't your illness still healed, is it so serious with a cold?"

Several students couldn't help but care when they saw that she was in a bad state.

"It's okay, little cold, you keep practicing. Feng Ling stood up and walked over, "Remember the posture of the hand and leg lift, since they are all international students from China to the United States, and they want to show Asian culture and Chinese martial arts in front of students from all over the world, you beginners who have just learned for half a year, you don't need anything too advanced for the time being, just remember that every existing action is done in place, and with the classical rhythm of Chinese style, it will definitely be very shocking, continue to practice, the time before twelve o'clock at noon today is all yours, it is really not possible to continue in the afternoon, practice until you are fully qualified." ”

"But your current state looks so good"

"I'm fine, just sit for a while when I'm too tired. Feng Ling walked up to one of the male students as he spoke, stretched out his hand and straightened his arm, "Lift it up, straighten it, lay it flat, it's like this, right?"

"Coach Ah Ling, the temperature on your hands is very hot, is it a fever" The male student looked at her with some concern, because looking at her up close, he could see that there was no blood on her lips, and her hands were indeed not normal.

Feng Ling withdrew his hand and didn't say anything, just turned around and walked back to the front, saying as he walked, "Look at what I'm doing and continue practicing." ”

Seeing that she insisted, and Coach Ah Ling's temper has never been something they can handle, don't look at her actual age than them, but her temperament really can't be handled, so she has to continue practicing.

Just when Feng Ling's class time was just over an hour, the door of the martial arts training classroom was suddenly pushed open.

The head coach and the owner of the martial arts hall outside all looked shocked and obviously couldn't stop people, looking at the tall man who walked in quickly, and looked at Feng Ling who was sitting at the front of the classroom drinking water with some embarrassment, "Ah Ling, this gentleman said that he came to find you, we said that you are in class and it is inconvenient to meet people, he is very angry and said that your illness is not cured yet, you are still feverish, we can't stop it"

And they said yes.

Who would have thought that Feng Ling's skills were already so good that people were amazing, and letting a person like her as a coach in their martial arts gym really bury her, but she didn't expect that this gentleman seemed to be more powerful than Feng Ling, the head coach originally wanted to stop people, but he was kicked away, and his life was almost kicked away.

Men have always seen the truth with their ability, especially these people who have been martial arts since childhood, and when they see people who are more powerful than those behind them, even if they are not convinced, even if they don't know what the situation is in front of them, they still have some instinctive admiration in their hearts, and they are more curious about where this gentleman is sacred.

looks inconspicuous, but it is so powerful.

"Feng Ling" Li Nanheng's voice was rare and anxious, "Come out, go back with me." ”

"What to return" Feng Ling didn't feel anything about her name being called out here, anyway, it was the same way of reading, but there was one more surname, a surname that she didn't want to touch again.

She didn't look up, she looked at the cup as if the cup in front of her could bloom, and took another sip of water.

"You come out with me first, I don't know if I have a fever"

"I know, I don't do anything here, at most I see my students practicing all kinds of movements here, and I don't have to go on the field to show that I have to exert myself, and I don't have a fever that will kill me, so I don't need to take any more time off. She put down the water glass in her hand, "I'm here to take people's salaries to do things for others, otherwise the boss will send me so much money for nothing, and there is no need to ask for leave." ”