The exam time passed slowly, and the surrounding candidates entered the difficult problem after dealing with the simple and answerable questions, and began to frown when they wrote the word "solution".

But Fu Orange Sparrow is getting more and more energetic.

Her face was flushed, she was struggling to write, and her head was shaking, it was all water!

Very refreshing and comfortable.

[Overlimit] works magically, repairing her body at a rapid pace.

The transformation of the "power of faith" continues to increase, faster or slower. Fu Chengque can sense the rhythm of Wen Yu's problem from the change in the rate of increase and decrease - when encountering a problem, it will increase more slowly, or even not add it for a while; When you have a simple problem, there are more of them.

However, it seems that the more you increase, the weaker the recovery with each bonus, and the effect of "0.1" at the beginning and "0.1" added now is significantly different from that of the body.

She thought that it could be increased infinitely, and when the time came, it was not a dream to perform shredded radishes, and to earn thousands of dollars a month.

Well, human beings, after all, there are limits.

She has some regrets in her heart, the empress will not succeed, and she will always be troubled by these things.

She glanced up slightly at the people around her, covered her mouth and snickered slightly.

……

After writing the last question, Fu Chengque wiped a handful of sweat.

This sweat didn't know if it was urgent or sick, in short, it wasn't comfortable, she wanted to go back to the shower early.

The topic is finished, but the time to hand in the paper is not far away, Fu Chengque sighed. The time at the beginning was used to recover, and it took a long time to waste, I knew that I would open the skill this morning, so why delay until now-

I was also pricked in the butt and died of pain!

After a glance, I saw a familiar figure standing outside the classroom.

She smiled when they looked at each other.

After a cursory inspection, I listened to the invigilator's ultimatum "stop writing and close the papers". After a while, the teacher left with the paper in his hand.

Fu Chengfinch sat on the chair and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She took a break and saw Wen Yu enter through the front door and quickly come to her, his face cut off.

"How's your body?"

"Did you turn in your papers so early!"

"I asked you how you were."

"That's it!"

"Really? So fast? Wen Yu was suspicious, he still wanted to touch his forehead, but there were people around.

Fu Orange Bird snorted, "Who am I?" I am the empress, I have a fever, and I can recover if I want to! I'm totally good! Wha-"

Fu Chengqi swelled, felt that his whole body was full of energy, and he was about to stand up immediately, but his feet were still vague, his thighs were weak, and he sat back on the chair with a butt halfway through.

This is rightly pressed the position of the injection.

At this moment, Fu Chengque only felt that his soul had ascended to heaven on the spot.

She screamed and fell on the table, pouting half of her stomach and trembling in pain.

While trembling, he also let out a muffled grunt: "Uh-woo-woo-woo......"

Seeing this scene, Wen Yu opened his mouth and was stunned, but he did not sympathize with it in his heart, but drew a long melancholy-

My Qingmei, I knew that I wouldn't have contact with you anymore when I was reborn, just like you are the white moonlight in my heart, it is a cold wound.

The way you are now, it also makes me confused, why did I think you were a distant and cold snow on the high mountains?

After this rebirth, I found out that where was the ice and snow, it was clearly a penguin standing on the ice and snow, and its feet slipped and rolled down the mountain......

His heart seemed to have lifted a thin veil at this moment, and it was hazy, revealing the slightly real appearance of Fu Orange Sparrow.

Looking at Fu Chengque, who was holding back the pain with all his strength in front of him, he felt angry and funny.

I couldn't help but touch the girl's trembling shoulder, "......Are you okay?"

Fu Chengque slowly raised her head, there was light in the corner of her eyes, she bit her lower lip, and said stiffly: "Woo...... Not...... It's okay. ”

"You sit and rest, it's all right anyway."

"Good...... Good. ”

As soon as the two finished speaking, the figure of the three people of Xiaogua probing their brains appeared outside the classroom, and they saw the two people in the classroom and rushed over.

As soon as Xiaogua came over, he hugged Fu Orange Sparrow's head and felt distressed, "Orange Sparrow, Orange Sparrow, are you okay, woo, it looks so pitiful." There was also a twitching feedback from Fu Orange Finch's body.

She panicked, turned her head and immediately said to everyone: "Call an ambulance for the orange finch, the orange finch is so sick that it is shivering!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ling and Lu Min were also taken aback, and they all stepped forward to test Fu Orange Sparrow, they were really trembling when they touched it, and their faces changed color together.

"Oh no, I'm shaking!"

"I call an ambulance?" Lu Min took out his mobile phone and was about to press it.

At this time, Fu Chengque hurriedly got out of the arms of the little melon, poked out the shell of his brain, showed a slightly warm smile, and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, I just touched the position of the injection, and it was a little painful." ”

The three of them confirmed, and Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaogua patted his chest, "Scare me, it's okay, it's okay...... it's okay."

Fang Ling observed for a moment and exclaimed, "Ahhh ”

Lu Min stepped forward and touched Fu Orange Finch's forehead, "No wonder it looks much better, it's really feverish." ”

Xiaogua glared at Wen Yu, "Wen Yu has no conscience, just looking at the orange finch in pain, it is not comforting and comforting." ”

"Indeed!"

Wen Yu pointed at Fu Orange Sparrow, "She had to stand up and say that she was fine, but as soon as she stood up and sat down, I felt that she had to be in pain, uncomfortable." Otherwise, like this morning, I was obviously sick, and I insisted on not saying anything, delaying things. ”

Xiaogua let go of his hand, looked at Fu Orange Finch, and said seriously: "What Wen Yu said makes sense, Orange Sparrow, you made us worry about death." ”

Fang Ling said: "Indeed! If you say it earlier, you can get better by taking cold medicine in the morning......"

Lu Min also nodded.

Seeing this, Fu Chengque struggled and cried out sadly: "I'm a patient, you guys are bullying me......"

"You can't move, get some rest."

"You still know you're a patient?"

"Stupid orange finch, obedient!"

Fu Orange Sparrow: "......"

Wen Yu looked at it from the side and smiled.

As soon as the three of them looked at it, the muzzle of the gun immediately turned around.

"You are still laughing, Wen Yu, you are also responsible! Stupid! ”

"If there's anything wrong with the orange finch, I'll be the first to find you!"

"That's it, Wen Yu is the stupidest."

Wen Yu: "......"

Fu Orange Sparrow: "Hahaha......"

At the end of January, the final exam, the emperor fought with illness. The cabinet ministers lamented the fearlessness of the emperor and held him responsible. The military adviser was negligent, and the ministers were angry and scolded him fiercely. Emperor Dayue.

Fu Chengque's hearty laughter also completely reassured everyone.

Packed up their things and left the school gate together, said goodbye and went home.

On the way back, Fu Chengque has been thinking about one thing in her heart, that is, what does she have to do to express her gratitude and apology to Wen Yu?

It's grander, or is it simpler, is the gift okay? Or would it be nice to just express your gratitude in an ordinary way?

However, whether it is thanks or apologies, the deep "because Wen Yu kept chanting her name and helped her recover quickly" cannot be said, and the reason that can be provided is "Thank you for taking care of her in the past two days", such words......

Is it okay to treat him to a self-cooked meal in an unpretentious manner?

He, will he like it?