It may indeed be because he caught a cold last night, and when he woke up this morning, Si Fang felt uncomfortable.

She twisted her breathless nose, got up from the bed with great difficulty at the call of the alarm clock, put on her slippers and walked to her uncle's room.

She knocked on the door twice but no one answered, so she had to push the door open, "Uncle, I'm not in good health today...."

Her words came to an abrupt halt, and all she saw was a neat room, meticulous.

It is clear that the owner of this room has been gone for a long time.

Si Shu brought the door to the room, rubbed his somewhat uncomfortable throat, coughed lightly as he pulled out a few bags of cold powder from the cabinet, tore open the bag and poured it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

Now that she is in her third year of high school, she will not be allowed to take leave due to time constraints, even from her mother.

In this way, Si Fang dragged a sick body out of the door.

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Here, Jiang Yihuai bought breakfast for two as usual, hummed the new tune he had written in the past few days, and walked to school.

His goal is still very clear, and He Yilin's agency has also thrown an olive branch - he signed a contract to make his debut after graduation.

He doesn't have much desire to be a star, all he wants to do is music.

Pushing open the door to the classroom, his little table mate was also lying lazily on the table as before.

Jiang Yihuai touched her head with a cup of hot milk and sat in the seat with a smile.

Si Fang didn't bother to pay attention to his prank, waved his hand weakly, and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm a little uncomfortable." ”

"Uncomfortable?" He suddenly became nervous, hurriedly put breakfast on the table, and asked, "What's wrong?" What's uncomfortable? Have you taken any medicine? Do you want to go home and rest? ”

Si Wei raised his eyelids sickly, saw the vague figure in front of him, and said weakly: "It's good to rest for a while, it's not a big deal." ”

He frowned, and uncomfortably put his palm over her head, only to feel that his skin was soft and hot.

"You have a fever." He hurriedly hid the panic in his eyes and looked elsewhere.

"It's okay, it doesn't burn people, and I've taken cold medicine in the morning."

As she spoke, she took out the cold medicine she had brought from home to prepare for noon from her schoolbag and placed it on the table to show him.

Jiang Yihuai picked up the cold medicine and looked at every word on the bag carefully.

After a while, he put down the cold medicine and looked at her seriously, "Do you feel more uncomfortable now than in the morning?" ”

Si Fang coughed a few times and nodded slightly.

He pointed to the cold medicine and said speechlessly, "The cold medicine has expired for almost a year. ”

"Let's go." Jiang Yihuai stood up immediately, grabbed her wrist casually, and said irrefutably, "Follow me to the hospital." ”

Si Fang's mind was still chaotic, and he couldn't resist anything, but he followed him very obediently, walking with vague steps.

The head teacher, who had just come out of the office, happened to see such a scene, and stood straight against the wall with his eyes blinked, watching them come by.

"You... Where are you going? ”

Jiang Yihuai looked at his homeroom teacher, but his steps did not stop, and said slightly politely: "Teacher, she is sick, I sent her to the hospital, I happened to see you, and I asked you for a leave." ”

The head teacher glanced at Si Wei, who was no longer able to walk on his own, and nodded hurriedly: "Go, go, come back when you get better." ”

"Don't worry about not being able to keep up with the lessons, the teacher believes...."

Before the head teacher's words were finished, Jiang Yihuai's back of pulling Si Fang away disappeared around the corner.

"Children who study well are like this, they are used to it... Get used to it.."

The head teacher sighed, shook his head and left.