Chapter 889 The Cultivation of a Schoolmaster Male God (39) Add more tea eggs
Chu Ci seems to be afraid of being tired.
With the last willpower, he stabilized his footsteps.
Don't let all your weight rest on Yuanqian.
Yuan Qian's heart aches to death.
She never thought that Chu Ci's cold would cause a fever, so serious!
If she had known that his body was not good, she would not let him come to school to rest on the table even if she beat him unconscious.
Fortunately, Yuanqian's strength is stronger than that of ordinary people.
Just like that, he helped Chu Ci out of the teaching building domineeringly, and then planned to take him to the infirmary.
Who knows, Chu Ci seemed to suddenly regain his spirit.
Standing where he was, he refused to move a step no matter what.
Yuanqian was overwhelmed by his inexplicable temper, and her voice became louder unconsciously.
"Chu Ci! Is it time to lose your temper? You must go to the infirmary with me!"
Who knows, Chu Ci looks at Yuanqian aggrievedly like a child.
"If you can't go, you won't go!"
Chu Ci lowered his eyes and spoke resolutely.
Yuan Qianteng squeezed the aching eyebrows.
Who would have thought that Chu Ci would take advantage of this moment to avoid Yuanqian's support, take a step back, and then sit on the next stairs.
It looks like a child who can't find a home.
He looked confused.
Even his expression was a little dazed.
The shallow edge of the heart throbbing with pain.
So resist the infirmary?
She sighed, and called Uncle Zhao, asking him to send a driver to pick him up, and by the way, bring the family doctor along.
After explaining all this, she approached Chu Ci.
Coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Hey, let's go home now, shall we? We won't go to the infirmary anymore!"
Chu Ci finally changed when he heard the familiar voice and his confused expression.
Seeing that delicate little face, he raised his hand and tightly grasped her wrist, feeling extremely uneasy.
"Really?"
She managed to help him up, and walked towards the school gate.
Feeling Chu Ci's body temperature getting higher and higher, Yuan Qian wished to fly back.
Finally got to the door and got people into the car.
Yuan Qian panicked and asked the family doctor to see Chu Ci.
I never thought about it.
Chu Ci actually hugged Yuanqian with both hands, and refused to let others touch him no matter what.
Yuanqian's complexion changed again and again.
I can't wait to slap Chu Ci unconscious.
MMP!
Being sick is so dishonest!
However, when she saw Chu Ci's expression, she felt very distressed.
"Be obedient, stretch out your hand and let me have a look, okay?" Yuanqian patiently coaxed the confused Chu Ci, she took his hand and put it aside so that the doctor could diagnose the pulse.
Along the way...
Yuanqian knows what a brat is!
It was really the first time she saw a man like Chu Ci who was sicker than a child.
Especially, delicate ones are not to be missed.
Don't touch your forehead, don't touch your hands, your hair will explode if you touch it...
MMP! What the **** is this?
She was smoothing Chu Ci's hair while coaxing him to be treated by a doctor. Is it easy for her?
If it wasn't for her man, she would have been killed in minutes.
After finally arriving at the door of the house, the doctor was already sweating profusely. Probably, he had never seen such a delicate patient...
The doctor and the driver got out of the car in tears.
Chu Ci unexpectedly opened his confused eyes, and locked the car door swiftly.
shallow edge, "..."
Fucking retarded!
Burnt and confused?
The two of them haven't got out of the car yet?
What door to lock...
(end of this chapter)