Xue Qing'er hurriedly held him steady and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" I'll take you to the infirmary! ”

Jian Ange was about to say no, he tried to pull his hand out of Xue Qing'er, but he leaned on her because of his physical exhaustion.

A tall boy leaned over, and the tip of Xue Qing'er's nose smelled a faint fragrance of grass.

In line with the mentality of saving people, she straightened her chest and helped him walk outside step by step.

Li Chengbin's raised hand hung in the air, and his face was so black that ink could drip out. This woman, in front of him, is so close to other boys, is she looking for death?

The hatred in his heart was pervasive, and all kinds of unhappiness about Xue Qing'er hit his heart. It was as if he had punched the cotton, powerless to defend himself.

Hu Cancan was happy to see this scene.

"They hugged each other together and left, Cheng Bin!" Hu Cancan deliberately said ambiguously, but Li Chengbin suddenly replied to her: "Shut up!" ”

He was reluctant to give up and chased him out.

Along the way, watching Xue Qing'er help Jian Ange with difficulty, Jian Ange slipped from her side again and again, she picked him up again and continued to walk forward with support.

After doing this several times, Jian Ange, who was in a daze, looked at this seemingly weak but strong girl through the gap in her eyelids, revealing an imperceptible smile.

She really warmed him.

When he arrived at the infirmary, Li Chengbin could clearly see the busy girl inside through the window of the cubicle.

Xue Qing'er went to move the chair for a while and let Jian Ange sit down. After a while, she went to pour sugar water and handed it to him to drink, and when she saw that he was inconvenient, she slowly fed him.

Then he took the medicine tray from the nurse and carefully applied medicine to the corner of his mouth.

All this was done so gently and meticulously, so meticulous that Li Chengbin couldn't help but clench his fists, and he propped one hand on the glass.

On the side of the glass, she seemed to be really separated from him by a layer of invisible and untouchable glass, although he could see her every move clearly, but he always had a sense of powerlessness, unable to speak, and unclear.

He reminisced about the past, the days when he used to study at Ander No. 1 Middle School. She had a high fever and he went to take care of her, then went out to buy medicine and got his hand scratched by a motorcycle.

In the classroom, under the afterglow of the sun, she carefully blew on his hand, slowly removing the bandage, applying medicine, and wrapping the bandage.

During those days when he changed the dressing, he was always very moved and very excited.

But now, around her, it seems that there has become another person, a man. She used to be so good to others, and the good made him jealous.

It shouldn't be, she should have her in her heart.

Li Chengbin turned around and left lonely, leaving Xue Qing'er to continue to be busy inside.

"He should have missed breakfast, plus anemia, low blood sugar caused by a fall injury, he just needs to drink some sugar water and rest for a while, and he should be fine." After the nurse finished speaking, she left with the tray for the medicine.

Xue Qing'er had just explained to them that Jian Ange was injured because she wrestled, she smiled and thanked the nurse, then pulled a high stool, sat down, and quietly watched Jian Ange sit on the chair and fall asleep.

He was supposed to get a bed, but the campus infirmary was so overcrowded that there was only one seat for him.

In this way, staring at him for a while, Xue Qing'er actually propped up her head and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she found that the person in front of her was gone. However, she moved, and found a note in her hand: "Thank you! ”