"Hmm...... My head hurts, my forehead, I have a fever. Chen Cong got up from the bed, touched his head and found that his entire forehead was extremely hot, he felt that his lips became chapped because of the fever, he was thirsty and slowly climbed out of bed, went out to find water to drink, the moment he landed, he really realized what it means to be top-heavy, he was thinking, if he writes essays in Chinese in the future, he will definitely use this word well.

Chen Cong finally managed to hold on to the wall in the dark, and finally walked out of the hall, he remembered that his mother used to put a bottle of boiled water on the dining table. As his eyes get used to the darkness, he will gradually have a little night vision, and he saw the boiled water on the table, and his thirst made him hurry over to get the water.

At this time, only to hear the sound of the dang, Chen Cong's originally fluttering feet moved to the dining chair, and fell hard, and he fainted before he could feel the pain in the fever......

"Cong, why are you lying here...... the kid, my son fainted......"

"How can this be, it burns so badly. Hurry up and call the emergency number, no, go to the hospital. ”

"Son, you have to resist, and Dad will take you to the hospital."

"Lao Chen, hurry up, I'm not done with you if my son has any accidents." ……

Chen Cong also accepted some voices from the outside world in a hazy way, but when he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw a white expanse.

"Son, are you awake?" Zhang Hui didn't sleep almost all night, and stayed by Chen Cong's side, and when she saw Chen Cong open her eyes, she happily sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mom." Chen Cong sat up from the bed after answering, by this time he was fully awake, and only after finding that he was in the hospital did he remember that he had a fever after being exposed to the rain yesterday.

"The doctor said that your body temperature has dropped, how is it, is your head still dizzy, is it painful?" Zhang Hui touched Chen Cong's forehead with a distressed look on her face, and asked with concern.

"Okay, Mom, I'm fine. Where's Dad? Chen Cong replied happily, although his head was still a little dizzy.

"Your dad went to work in the morning when he saw that you didn't burn out. Stinky boy, it must have been raining yesterday, and he said no, but now it's okay, it's a fever. Chen Cong, my mother told you that fever can be big or small, you had a fever of 40 degrees last night, do you know? 40 degrees is dangerous, you ......"

In Zhang Hui's endless nagging, Chen Cong finally cried, and after he repeatedly promised that he would not get wet in the rain and take care of his body, Zhang Hui let him go, and then cleaned up and was discharged from the hospital.

When Chen Cong got home and found that it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, fortunately, Zhang Hui said that he had already asked for leave from the head teacher, which made him feel very happy, it turned out that being sick was such a happy thing.

This high fever came and went quickly, and when Chen Cong returned home, he didn't feel dizziness or other discomfort at all, on the contrary, he felt that his reaction ability was much faster.

Why, because when he first entered his room, he moved the schoolbag on the table from the computer, and it must be game time without going to class, and when he moved the schoolbag, he felt that the schoolbag would touch the cup next to him in the process of moving it, and the cup would fall off the table, but he just felt that this process was not even a second, sure enough, the cup was touched by his schoolbag and fell off the table, as if he had expected it, Chen Cong quickly reached over and caught the cup.

"When did the reflexes be so good, why didn't you ...... when you played" Chen Cong laughed at himself in a muttering voice, but the smile on his face froze after half of laughing, no, just now he reached out to catch the cup after the scene that the cup would touch it appeared in his mind first.

"Is this the ability to preserve?" Chen Cong, who usually occasionally reads fantasy novels, is pounding his heart at the moment, is he like the protagonist of the novel who has a high fever and has the ability to be bloody? We have to test it, but how do we try it, how do we test our ability to predict......

Chen Cong seemed to think of something, and immediately looked eager to try, touched a basketball from under the bed and ran out of the room.

"Mom, I'm going downstairs to pitch."

Chen Cong ran down the stairs and ran to the basketball court in the community after a few clicks, no one was playing on the basketball court at this time, Chen Cong ran to the three-point line with the basketball and shot it perfectly at the basket.

"Bang!" The ball hit the front frame and flew out.

"No?" Chen Cong picked up the ball in disappointment, and the shooting just now did not appear in his mind as predicted as just now, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that I was stupid and carried away by the "dream", how can there be any abilities in this world, even if there is an estimate, it will not be my turn." ”

Back at home, under Zhang Hui's surprised gaze, Chen Cong wolfed up lunch at three times the usual speed, and took the initiative to wash all the dishes before returning to the room. Chen Cong wanted to sleep comfortably for a while, but his head was always automatically thinking about some bits and pieces, and he was extremely active and couldn't stop.

Finally, after tossing and turning in bed for an hour, Chen Cong, who couldn't sleep, still got up and changed his clothes, ready to go to school to play with Xiaopang and a few people.

After saying hello to his mother, Chen Cong ran down the stairs excitedly in three steps and two steps, and rushed to school, which was the first time he wanted to go to school since he was in high school, although the purpose was just to play.

But as soon as he stepped into the school gate, Chen Cong felt that something was wrong, how could the students who passed by point at him after seeing him, just point and point, some girls still covered their mouths and snickered, could it be that they became handsome after having a high fever, Chen Cong touched his face while thinking.

Just when he was puzzled, a situation suddenly appeared in his mind, only to see a pink little hand patting the back of his head, Chen Cong received this sudden scene, and his head subconsciously avoided to the side.

"Dead Chen Cong, did you pretend to be sick again in the morning? Hey, I hate it, I can't sneak up on you. Immediately afterwards, Chen Cong heard Ji Shengnan's voice from behind, it turned out that she was really going to attack herself just now.

"This ...... It's really the ability to know. Chen Cong ignored Ji Shengnan, stood in place and looked at the open space in front of him in a daze, from there to nothing, and then from nothing, Chen Cong's mood fluctuated, but after he once again verified that he had the ability to predict, it was not only the mood at this moment, but it was nothing more than the most excited and surprising. It's like a poor man who suddenly won the five million lottery, and he wanted to tell everyone that he had won, but he didn't dare to shout it out for fear of letting people know.

Chen Cong's breathing became heavier and heavier, and every time his heart beat, it was like a heavy hammer slamming into his chest, and the surprise came too suddenly.

Suddenly, he felt a blackness in front of him, and then a hot pain ran from his cheeks.

"What are you in a daze, didn't you hear Miss Ben talking to you?" Ji Shengnan withdrew her little paw from Chen Cong's face and looked at Chen Cong with a wrinkled little nose.

"Ah......" Chen Cong was interrupted by pain, he covered his face and said bitterly: "Sister Shengnan, didn't you agree that you would not be allowed to slap your face?" It hurts me. "I was depressed again, and the ability to predict feelings was too ineffective, too pitiful.

"Hmph, this is your honor, you look at the few juniors who just walked over, their envious eyes, Miss Ben is really happy for you."

“……”

"What's the matter, angry?"

“……”

"Come on, good, I hurt you, show my face to my sister."

“……”

"Oh, the side of the right eye is red, come, sister will help you make up for the left one."

"Ahem, Taijun Shengnan, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's really my honor to call you, it's a great honor, hehe." Chen Cong immediately smiled, a Taijun in one mouthful, a typical Han Jian's material.

Ji Shengnan's face was so small that she looked like an old god was there, so that the boys who were observing her from a distance beat their chests and shouted, "It's so cute."

Chen Cong covered his aching cheeks, muttering in his heart what the eyes of this group of people were.

"Also, how many of you were very chic yesterday, playing ball and betting with others to be grandchildren?"

"It's a grandfather, but how do you know?" Chen Cong immediately covered his entire face with both hands, revealing only his eyes, nose and mouth.

"Well, see for yourself, the school is posted everywhere." After Ji Shengnan finished speaking, he took out an A4 piece of paper from his pocket, and saw that Chen Cong was still vigilant looking at her and refused to put down his hand, so he smiled and said, "Take it, I won't beat you." ”

Chen Cong didn't speak, and shook his head quickly.

"I really don't beat you."

Still shaking his head.

"If you don't take it again, I'll really beat you." Ji Shengnan raised his little hand with a gesture.

When Chen Cong heard this, he immediately snatched the paper from Ji Shengnan's hand with lightning speed.

After spreading out the white paper, I saw two sentences printed on it:

"I, Yang Shanfeng, accepted Chen Cong, Qiu Xiaowei, and Wang Zhong from Class 2 of the third year of high school on the basketball court yesterday afternoon as my grandson. Don't hide, grandchildren, if it's a man, make good on your promises. ”

"." Chen Cong scolded, crumpled the white paper into a ball, and strode towards the first-year classroom.

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