Teacher Lin Kechun strode in, followed by two thirteen-year-old girls, one was Teacher Lin's daughter Lin Rong, and the other was Lan Xue, who was also carrying a steel-colored thermos pot in her hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hello Mr. Lin!" Wang Yun and Zhang Yimin immediately greeted each other, and greeted them very affectionately, one of them was the president of the literary club supported by Mr. Lin, and the other was a representative of the language department, both of whom were "cadres" of Mr. Lin's descendants.

Teacher Lin stared at the lid of the thermos pot in Wang Yun's hand, looked at the two of them unexpectedly and a little vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "You sent the soup to Yang Zijian, who did it?" ”

Wang Yun was born in a police family, and she has always been cautious, and immediately heard Mr. Lin's voice, so she said generously: "Well, I bought it in a small fried shop, and I knew that Mrs. Lin had boiled chicken soup for Yang Zijian, so I didn't go to the restaurant to buy it, I heard that the things in the restaurant are not very hygienic." ”

Teacher Lin was relieved, his frowning brows immediately relaxed, and he said with a smile: "After Lin Rong's mother heard that Yang Zijian was sick, she specially bought a local chicken to make soup, which is rich in nutrients, and I will give him a little to drink." ”

Lan Xue sent it to Yang Zijian and said, "Drink it, this is a kindness from Teacher Lin and Mrs. Lin!" ”

Yang Zijian wanted to get up and say thank you, but he had an infusion tube hanging on his body, so he had to sit on the bed and bow deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Lin." Then no matter how hungry he was, he still drank it in a big gulp, this chicken soup was very thick, but not very greasy, which showed that Mrs. Lin's cooking skills were good.

Xue Lan supervised with a smile on the side, with a little mischievous thoughts, and said softly: "I want to drink them all!" ”

Teacher Lin watched more and more lovingly.

At this time, a few more people walked in at the door, it was the squad leader Wang Yu, the study committee member Zhang Jin, the sports committee member Tang Weiquan and other four class cadres -- in fact, Zhang Jin used a little means to ask Wang Yu to recruit a few class cadres who could be called, and "accompany" her to come to visit Yang Zijian, Zhang Jin also carried a bag of mandarins and apples.

For a while, there was a crowd of people around Yang Zijian's bed, and the nearby patients were dumbfounded.

Damn, it's just a severe cold infusion, not an operation.

There was another greeting between the teacher and the class cadres, and then Wang Yu and others greeted Yang Zijian, and the strong atmosphere of friendship between the classmates permeated the room.

Yang Zijian was both moved and helpless, so he had to thank him endlessly, this favor is owed, and he will have to spend some effort to repay it in the future.

The last light step came, and Mother Yang walked into the ward, and when she saw so many people, she was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, and shouted loudly: "Ah Jian, is this your classmate?" ”

Zizhen breathed a sigh of relief and shouted crisply: "Mom, it's my brother's teachers and classmates who came to visit my brother, and Mrs. Lin also boiled chicken soup for my brother......

"Ah, Mr. Lin, you are so polite, how embarrassing is this, thank you Mrs. Lin for me, you are so good to Ah Jian!" Yang Zijian's mother carried the lunch box, greeted Teacher Lin with a smile on her face, and then beckoned everyone to sit by the bed, and asked Zizhen to wash fruits and so on.

Mr. Lin and his classmates took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Yang Zijian lay down until more than six o'clock in the evening, finally went through the discharge procedures, left the first hospital, and with the support of his mother and sister, took the last No. 1 bus and returned to the dormitory of No. 1 Middle School.

Yang's mother told her for a while, and from the doctor, she knew that her son was not seriously ill, so she was ready to return to Nantang Town overnight.

At the request of Yang Zijian, Yang's mother carried a few large bags of fruit, took the reluctant Zizhen, and prepared to take the train back at half past eight in the evening, Zizhen still wanted to stay in the boys' dormitory for one night, but she still had to go to school tomorrow, how could Yang's mother let her get her wish?

Lin Yi took the initiative to send Yang's mother and Zizhen to the door of No. 1 Middle School, and Zizhen talked and laughed all the way, and when he came back, he saw Yang Zijian lying sickly on the bed again, and immediately envied: "Yang Zijian, you are really a good life, you have a teacher's pet, a mother's pet, and a lovely sister pet, Zizhen cried non-stop as soon as she entered the ward, hugged you and said that she would help you treat your illness." ”

"Yawn, yawn, hiss-" Yang Zijian didn't have time to pay attention to him, he couldn't help but sneeze a few times in a row, and then his nose was like a faucet that opened the floodgate, and the snot flowed like clear water.

As the so-called illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, a cold is not a disease that can be cured by injections and infusions, he lay down in the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "Lin Yi, close the door tightly, I won't go to self-study at night, and, tell Yu Mao not to play the guitar, you'd better get a mask, I may have to spray my nose a lot these days, and there are germs in colds......"

Lin Yi nodded and said, "I'll go buy you more toilet paper." ”

Yang Zijian nodded, his whole body was weak, and then he fell asleep groggily.

The next morning, at the insistence of Mr. Lin, Yang Zijian took half a day of sick leave and lay down in the dormitory to recuperate.

After class time arrived at eight o'clock, the dormitory building on the top of the mountain was dead silent, like a ghost town, only Yang Zijian was lying in it alone, as if it was a scene in Resident Evil, which made him feel the unspeakable loneliness of being abandoned by the world, which was a very bizarre experience.

During recess exercises, the loud shouts of "The Seventh Set of Radio Gymnastics" were clearly heard from the main playground under the mountain, but in less than three minutes, there was a sound of running in the dormitory corridor, and then Lin Yi, Meng Yun and Chen Jiaoju rushed up, vigorously pushed the door open, and broke into Room 405 like a bandit robbery, and ran to Yang Zijian's bedside, all of them excited.

Lin Yi danced an envelope and a newspaper and shouted: "Yang Zijian, our newsletter has been published, it has really been published!" ”

Yang Zijian rolled his eyes and hummed, "Didn't you already know about last week's incident?" ”

Lin Yi and the others ignored him, knowing that it was one thing, but seeing it with their own eyes was another, just as knowing that it was one thing to be admitted to a high school, but it was another thing to actually get the admission letter.

Lin Yi spread out the "Nanjian Youth Daily", which was actually the lower right corner of the front page, his eyes lit up, and he read aloud: "The people's heart is the scale - the Chengxi Police Station has achieved remarkable results in striving for the 'people's satisfaction with the police'." Correspondents: Wang Yun, Yang Zijian, Zhang Yimin, Qian Li, Lin Yi. Since January this year, 77 policemen from the Chengxi Police Station have actively responded to the call of the city bureau and made every effort to create a ...... of 'people's policemen with whom the people are satisfied'.

"Poof—"

Yang Zijian didn't listen, he pinched the bridge of his nose, sprayed his nose with a tissue, and cleaned up the nasal water, so that he felt a little refreshed, but his throat was still a little sour and salty, and the nasal water flowed into his mouth, so he quickly took out another tissue and spit it out.

Lin Yi stopped reading, and Meng Yun and Chen Jiaoju immediately looked away disgustedly.

Yang Zijian's throat was smooth, and he asked Meng Yun and Chen Jiaoju with some puzzlement: "Lin Yi is too excited, he likes to show off, what about you, what is the purpose of skipping class during class and running to the dormitory at the risk of being criticized and punished by the head teacher?" ”