Chapter 137: Fever

For others, writing exams and studying is a painful thing.

For Jiang Jiang, this is the only way to change her original fate.

She really didn't want to, not at all like the ending described in the book.

……

On the other side, Jing Yu clenched his old mobile phone tightly and didn't speak.

The whole person's eyes were dark.

When Jiang Qingqing walked up from downstairs, she saw the mobile phone in Jing Yu's hand and secretly screamed that it was not good.

Almost stubbornly, he rushed over and snatched his phone from above.

Fortunately, there is still a little bit of reason in her brain to control her.

stepped forward with a smile: "Brother Jing Yu, what's wrong?" Everyone is waiting for you downstairs. ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Qingqing: "Brother Jing Yu, this phone looks a little old, don't use it, or throw it in the trash." ”

Saying that, I finally couldn't help it and was going to get it.

Jing Yu dodged sideways, his lips twitched, and he said indifferently: "No." ”

Then he quietly put the phone back in his pocket.

Then he picked up the chair, put on his clothes and walked out.

Jiang Qingqing gritted her teeth, and chased after her with some unwillingness: "This mobile phone looks really old, and it doesn't fit your use, Brother Jing Yu, what kind of mobile phone do you like, I'll buy it for you." ”

"Huh?" Jing Yu's voice was cold: "What did you buy me?"

He heard Jiang Qingqing sit and say: "Don't use this mobile phone", and the right sentence: "Buy a new mobile phone".

It seems that he wants to stop using this phone anymore.

The more it looks, the more suspicious it feels.

"Oh? Can you make money?"

Jing Yu's face was calm, and his tone was extremely calm, but Jiang Qingqing, who was shocked by the aura on his body, was speechless.

"I just...... I just think that you, you continue to use this phone is not very good, it will affect your image, so I ......"

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head as she spoke, biting her lip.

The whole person looks pitiful and wants to cry without tears.

It's like he's been bullied by someone.

Jing Yu's eyes flickered, the displeasure in his eyes flashed, and he said in a flat voice: "Let's go downstairs." ”

"Good"

Jiang Qingqing hurriedly agreed and followed him.

……

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jiang felt that his health was particularly not good.

Even though the air conditioner was on in the room, it was shivering with cold.

I seem to have a fever and a cold.

One got up and his brain was groggy, and the series of numbers in front of him became confused.

At this time, I drank one gulp after another, and after a while, I saw the bottom in the cup.

The sore throat and nasal congestion are getting worse and worse, and the whole body feels warm and warm and not quite right.

She was so uncomfortable that she looked at the mountain of test papers and notes on the table, and decided to get up and go downstairs to pour water.

There is hot water 24 hours downstairs.

Jiang Jiang has been silently thinking in his heart: drink more water, you must drink more water, drinking more water in this world is the most useful thing.

No matter how severe her fever was, as long as she drank more water, she would soon get better.

It's just that this time it's obviously a little different, and the whole person's breathing has become heavy.

It's even more menacing.

It was only a moment of effort, and Jiang Jiang already felt that he was a little sore all over his body.

I sat down on the couch for a while.