Ling Xiaoxiao leaned on Jiang Zizhuo's arms, only feeling that his chest was wide and warm, so comfortable that people just wanted to indulge without scruples, and between physical contact, the temperature from the other party made her feel that the pain in her abdomen was not so serious.

She bit her lower lip and struggled for a long time, but she still said sneeringly: "I may be just in time for the college entrance examination, can you help me ask my grandfather to see if I can find a way to stagger the time?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao's voice was like a mosquito, if Jiang Zizhuo hadn't been very close to her at this time, she would definitely not be able to hear what she was saying.

Jiang Zizhuo was thinking about this problem in his heart just now, but because this was a private matter of the girl's family, Ling Xiaoxiao was a thin-skinned girl, so he hesitated for a long time and didn't speak, but he didn't expect Ling Xiaoxiao to say it first.

"Wait a minute, I'll call my grandfather and ask, there should be a way, don't worry." If grandpa can't do it, he still has a mother who is a doctor, and he will always ask for a way.

Hearing him say this, Ling Xiaoxiao's heart was relieved, he would accept it, and said that he would definitely help her find a way, after all, this is also a 'big event' related to the future of the two!

The old man has been a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner all his life, and he has been in the hospital for half his life, and he gave suggestions without thinking about receiving a call from Jiang Zizhuo, and there are two ways: one is to go to him to get the blood-invigorating medicine that can make menstruation come early; The second is to go to the hospital for progesterone injection, and three or four days after the injection, you will have your period again.

There are pros and cons to these two methods, and the medicine made by the old man himself will not hurt his body if he eats it, but it is not guaranteed that he will be able to make his menstruation come early. Playing progesterone will definitely be able to advance it, but it will hurt the body more.

Jiang Zizhuo repeated the old man's words with red earlobes, Ling Xiaoxiao wrinkled her little face and thought for a long time, but decided to go to the hospital, she didn't dare and couldn't take the risk now.

After Ling Xiaoxiao made a decision here, Jiang Zizhuo picked up the phone again and called Jiang's mother, Jiang's mother heard that her daughter-in-law was going to come to the hospital for injections, and she was excited to take a sip, no matter what her son said.

The 'big thing' had a solution, and Ling Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. When his consciousness returned to normal, he began to feel a cold wind on his stomach. She couldn't straighten her waist because of the pain, and lay directly on the table.

Jiang Zizhuo sighed distressedly, got up with the water cup and went to the water dispenser to pick up a full cup of hot water and handed it over: "Cover it." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that she didn't have the strength to connect the water cup, and struggled for a long time before standing up straight. Take the cup and hold it on your stomach. Wait until the water temperature gradually cools. She was already sweating profusely, but unfortunately, her stomach still hurt as if she had a grudge.

Struggling to send off the great aunt. The annual spring games are coming again, this time Brother Zhen and Liu Haitao are not as active as the previous two years, when applying for the project, Brother Zhen is very creative to copy a copy of the previous year's registration form and hand it in.

Promoted to the third year of high school, everyone looks at the class honor and everything a lot, and the personal future is the focus of everyone's attention at the moment, and Brother Zhen no longer asks Ling Xiaoxiao to rank in various projects, as long as she is not absent.

Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the bedroom, looking regretfully at the latest sports vest and shorts that Ling's mother bought for her, the temperature was not high enough, and she couldn't wear it too cold, Ling Xiaoxiao sighed regretfully at the new clothes. Well, the scar forgot the pain, this sentence is too appropriate for her......

During the three-day sports meeting, the students in the class who had projects left the field on time, and those who did not have projects were buried in hard reading with reference books or other materials.

Ling Xiaoxiao is holding mathematics and physics reference books, doing high questions one by one, in their previous life, their college entrance examination questions seem to be a little difficult, but where is the difficulty, what kind of level, she is really not impressed.

In my memory, only when she got the college notice with shit luck, her heartless smiling face, and Ling's father and Ling's mother's forced smile on the tuition fee.

After the sports meeting, there is a campus art festival, and the two activities are seamless every year, but this time, Ling Xiaoxiao can finally be idle and no longer have to do receptions, and finally can sit in the audience like a normal student to watch the performance.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the performance brought by the European Symphony Orchestra on stage, in addition to not understanding or not understanding, she had no cells in music and art, if it wasn't for the passionate performance on the stage that was always loud, she would definitely fall asleep without giving face.

"Don't like it?" Jiang Zizhuo felt the people around him writhing around, leaned into her ear, and asked softly.

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded, but felt that it was wrong, and quickly shook her head: "It's not that I don't like it, but I don't understand it, and I can't feel what they want to express." ”

Jiang Zizhuo shook his head amusedly, only feeling that there was no way to take Ling Xiaoxiao: "Didn't you keep saying that you haven't enjoyed the campus art festival?" Take this opportunity to have a good feel for it. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned when she heard this, speechless and choked, is she working hard? Why is it uncomfortable to sit here......

Finally finished listening to the performance, Ling Xiaoxiao stood up and hurriedly walked out with the crowd, it was not easy, it was finally over, and the performance after that, whether to come or not.

Jiang Zizhuo looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's speed, laughed silently in his heart, and followed closely behind her, helping her block the crowd that was rushing over.

Fortunately, although the time of this art festival is not short, the frequency of the entire grade of the senior year is not high, whether it is a symposium or an activity such as walking into the class, it is a coincidence that the third year of high school is avoided.

Huang Xin, who has returned to work, has been very happy these days, as a player who used to live on the piano, she has a different kind of affection for symphony, these days, she almost forgets that she has become a wife and a mother, and only feels that she is living in her dream again.

Huang Xin's face has always had a girlish color, Xu Mohan likes her like this, and he doesn't care if she ignores herself and her daughter, and only lets her do the favorite thing.

Ling Xiaoxiao took advantage of the weekend in the middle of the art festival to follow Jiang Zizhuo to the hospital where Jiang's mother was for injections.

The hospital is not far from No. 8 Middle School, the two held hands, leisurely strolled over, and as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, they were grabbed by the anxious Jiang's mother.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, we haven't seen each other for a long time," Mother Jiang took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and looked down from above, and then from bottom to top, nodding while watching: "Big girl, she has become beautiful again, and sure enough, it is the eighteenth change of the female college." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao's hand was grabbed by her mother, she didn't smoke it, she didn't pump it, she stood there stiffly, with an embarrassed smile on her face. (To be continued.) )