Yes?

Lu Lin looked down at one of his raised fingers and paused.

"Li Yan, do you want to take another look?" Pursing his lips and waiting for a few seconds, Lu Lin said again, "You can see it more clearly, what is this?" ”

"I said, it's two." Li Yan was expressionless.

The black eyes glanced coldly, and Li Yan slapped away Lu Lin, who was about to lean over, feeling a little bad in his heart.

Isn't it two?

I don't know how to be the male protagonist, or the son of luck in the plane, the way of heaven must not have opened his eyes.

After being asked by Lu Lin, and finally determined that there was nothing except for the red forehead, Lu Lin returned to his seat and sat quietly, waiting quietly for Li Yan's hanging needle to finish.

Half an hour later, the hanging potion bottle was empty, and Lu Lin went outside to call the school doctor to come and draw the needle.

Halfway through, I asked the doctor for some Yunnan Baiyao to reduce swelling and relieve pain, and waited for Li Yan to finish drawing the needle and preparing to rub a little ointment on his forehead with a cotton swab.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Lu Lin was about to get up from the stool again, Li Yan spoke first, and just let Lu Lin hand over the ointment.

Lu Lin's movements when he got up stopped slightly, he knew what Li Yan meant.

Just after being hit on the forehead, Li Yan said to him that he didn't like others to get too close and had a habit of cleanliness.

But......

"There are no mirrors here, how are you going to apply the medicine yourself?" Lu Lin said lightly.

Li Yan: "......"

After being silent for a moment, Li Yan couldn't hold on any longer. "Then it's better for you to come, trouble."

The air was quiet again, and Lu Lin took a step forward, bending slightly over and applying the ointment with a cotton swab. The white ointment was dotted on the skin, and then slowly rubbed it with the warm fingertips, and after a while, the red and swollen area on the forehead felt the heat.

Li Yan, who originally thought it would hurt a little, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Lu Lin's side face with a serious expression. Lu Lin's strength was unexpectedly gentle, with caution. Soon, the redness and swelling disappeared, leaving only a shallow mark, and it is estimated that it will be completely recovered after a while.

"Alright." Lu Lin took the things, looked at them carefully, and whispered.

"Hmm."

At this time, the school doctor walked in again, still with a bunch of pill boxes in his hand. Some are cold powders, some are capsules for anti-inflammatory, scattered in small piles, carried in white plastic bags.

"I just re-checked your temperature, the temperature has dropped, but there is still a low-grade fever, why don't you rest here for a while, and then go to class when the fever stops in the afternoon." If you take these medicines twice after you go home today, you should be completely fine in two days. The female doctor put the medicine next to Li Yan's bed and probed her forehead with her hand.

Li Yan still needed to stay in the infirmary for a while, but Lu Lin ......

I can't stay any longer.

Li Yan thought about today's class schedule, thinking that if she didn't go to class, it wouldn't affect anything at all, but if Lu Lin followed her, she would miss so many classes, Li Yan still counted on him to study hard and improve every day.

She resolutely said that she didn't need Lu Lin to continue to accompany her, and asked Lu Lin to go back to the classroom first, and by the way, she gave him the medical record issued by the school doctor, and handed it directly to the head teacher to explain the situation when the time came.

When the third class was in the classroom, Lu Lin came in through the back door.

Xu Chushao unconsciously turned his head and looked back, but he didn't see Li Yan coming in.

Didn't Lu Lin send Li Yan to the infirmary before, why is he alone when he comes back now.

Xu Chushao lowered his voice, "Brother Lu, why didn't Li Xueba come back with you?" It doesn't matter if he wants to, is the fever serious? ”

"He's still in the infirmary and will be back in the afternoon." Lu Lin glanced at the class schedule written on the blackboard, lowered his head and pulled out the textbook of this class from the table.

“…… Oh, that's right. Xu Chushao nodded wryly.

I don't know why, I always feel that Lu Lin was not in a good mood when he spoke just now, and his face was cold.

Could it be that you just had an unpleasant quarrel with Li Xueba in the infirmary?

Time passed away little by little, but fortunately, in the afternoon, after Li Yan returned to the classroom from the infirmary, the low air pressure on Lu Lin's body dissipated.

Inexplicably cloudy and clear.