Just preparing for the college entrance examination, the divorce counterattack system came

Chapter 356 Fever at midnight
Hearing this, Jiang Nian took another look at Song Xiyun who was wearing a mask.

"Let's talk about our own affairs. Why are you in such a hurry?"

I thought to myself that he usually avoids me and the evil, so how come he dares to talk back now?

"How can this be?" Song Xiyun muttered softly, started coughing again, and simply continued to lower his head and pretend to be dead.

The crowd leaving school after evening self-study was like a rushing river. The three of them passively walked downstairs, and then instantly split into different directions downstairs.

Jiang Nian put his hands in his pockets and wandered all the way to the school gate. He was always a little distance away from the two girls, looking a little absent-minded.

Walking on the long street in the south of the town, the shadows of three people intertwined under the street lights.

After returning home.

Jiang Nian didn't mention the score, and Song Xiyun was not convenient to be there. The three of them always felt weird and were easily fooled by Xu Qianqian.

He planned to make a copy of the total score sheet tomorrow and go directly to Xu Qianqian's house to order food in the evening.

Isn't this a big perversion?

Yes.

The sound of washing came from the bathroom.

Jiang Nian looked at himself in the mirror and the more he looked, the more he felt that he was rich. After giving up women, he thought about winning the lottery.

After drying his hair quickly, he lay on the bed with his legs up, swinging them like a little girl, and began to search for lottery knowledge on his phone.

To be honest, I have never been so serious in preparing for an exam.

More than half an hour passed in a flash.

Jiang Nian rubbed his eyes with a feeling of unfulfilled desire. This was indeed more tiring than taking an exam. There were too many types of lottery tickets, and the techniques were also varied.

He didn't look at the techniques, he just glanced over the basics.

In order to avoid appearing too strange or making your winning seem too obvious, it is best to make buying lottery tickets a habit.

Of course, it is not recommended to have this habit without plug-ins.

If you pay taxes when you go to work and you pay taxes after get off work, doesn't that mean you've worked for nothing? If you have any money, you should keep it and spend it where it counts.

For example, that dragon.

Yes, Jackie Chan.

As for Zhou Yuting, he gave her the card and didn't ask about it. If it doesn't work out, he will get a precise reply tomorrow.

Although Zhou Yuting is a tea lover, it doesn't mean she is unreliable.

Secondly, it's not a big help, it's just a convenience. And the verification is in his hands, so the result can't be wrong.

There is a high probability that it will succeed.

As for the card that was given out, it was not his card, but Qingbao's. He must return it, otherwise he won't be able to ask for it next time.

Qingbao doesn't charge money, but he doesn't say he doesn't accept lottery tickets either.

Besides, Qingbao's card went from his hand to Zhou Yuting's. It was very helpful for him to go through it once.

If we don't make this choice, Qingbao and I will always be teacher and student, not master and apprentice.

As for Zhou Yuting, apart from her shortcomings, she has value and actually knows quite a lot of people.

The main thing is to make the best use of one thing.

This reminded him of the driver's license issue. Now he didn't know how to repay the favor of the squad leader, and he hadn't found the right "outlet" yet.

"Squad leader..." Jiang Nian rolled over on the bed, and finally looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "What does she lack?"

Before I knew it, my eyelids were getting heavier.

Buzz!

In the dim room, Jiang Nian was awakened by the ringing of the phone. He opened his eyes half-way, completely sound asleep.

The phone was dimly lit and vibrating continuously.

"What the hell, it's the middle of the night." Jiang Nian reached out for his phone, took a look at it, swiped it up and put it to his ear, "What?"

Xu Qianqian's voice sounded in the microphone, with a hint of panic.

"Jiang Nian, are you free now?"

Jiang Nian wiped his eyes and said, "I'm busy masturbating."

Over there, Xu Qianqian's voice was obviously interrupted for a moment, and then resumed, but her tone was no longer so flustered.

"Xiyun seems to have a fever, her forehead is so hot, you you you"

Jiang Nian got out of bed and grabbed a coat.

"Stop you, go open the door."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

When he passed the living room, he took the electric bike key, put on his coat, and creaked open the big iron door.

After slowly closing the door~ah~, he knocked on the door opposite while wearing cotton slippers.

Click.

A second later, the door opened.

Jiang Nian took a special look at the time. It was 1:30 in the morning.

I thought that when I came back at night, I was still fine. How come I had a fever right after I coughed a little?

"Jiang Nian." Xu Qianqian poked her head out from behind the door and glanced at him. "Come in quickly. You got the electric bike."

Before Xu Qianqian could finish her words, a bunch of keys waved in front of her.

"Huh, that's good."

After entering the door.

Jiang Nian did not immediately go to the bedroom, but waited for Xu Qianqian to catch up. The more chaotic the moment, the more important the details.

He let Xu Qianqian walk in front and asked.

"Have you taken your temperature?"

"Measuring, her forehead is very hot." Xu Qianqian was also very nervous, but seeing Jiang Nian calm, she couldn't help but calm down.

"The person is still conscious and not talking nonsense."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked another question.

"Cough?"

"No cough." Xu Qianqian said.

As she spoke, she had already opened the door. The room was slightly stuffy, with a hint of the unique sweet fragrance of a young girl.

Song Xiyun was covered with a quilt, with a sickly pink flush on both sides of her face. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she looked weak.

Jiang Nian didn't say anything, just stood in the room waiting.

After a while, he asked Xu Qianqian to take out the thermometer. The latter did as he was told and pulled out a mercury thermometer from the quilt.

I've kept it there since I bought it and have hardly ever used it.

"Do you know how to read?" Jiang Nian looked at it for a while and couldn't help but complain, "You look at it over there, how many degrees is it?"

"It's almost thirty-nine." Xu Qianqian frowned and handed the thermometer to Jiang Nian, "What should I do?"

"Go to the emergency room, what else can we do?" Jiang Nian tossed the car keys, "Put some more clothes on her. I'll wait for you in the living room."

As he was about to leave, Xu Qianqian stopped him.

The other party said unhappily, "It's already this time, and you're still trying to avoid suspicion? I can't put it on by myself, help me."

After a flurry of activity, the two of them finally managed to put on Song Xiyun's sweater.

Xu Qianqian put a few hot packs on her clothes, put a down jacket on her, and then helped her out.

Song Xiyun was embarrassed throughout the whole process. She was really weak. She hadn't lost consciousness yet, so she could only cooperate silently throughout the whole process.

The two men manipulated her like a puppet, and then helped her out of the living room.

Finally, I couldn't help talking.

"Um. Can I avoid the injection? I can just take some medicine. I'll get some sleep and I'll definitely feel better."

Xu Qianqian shook her head. "Let's go to the emergency room. It's not too far away."

"Sleeping can also cure diseases?" Jiang Nian touched his chin and hesitated. "The question is, who should I sleep with?"

Before he could finish his words, he was punched by Xu Qianqian.

"It's already this late, and you're still not serious."

Jiang Nian smiled, and the three of them walked downstairs quietly. They found a small hospital for emergency treatment, but there was only one doctor on duty.

Usually he would just go to the emergency room for headaches and fevers. If the illness was too troublesome, he would suggest going a few steps to the county people's hospital for emergency treatment. The doctor examined Song Xiyun for a while, prescribed two bottles of medicine for an IV, and finally swiped Xu Qianqian's medical insurance card.

Small community hospitals can do this: they will ask you if you are xxx's daughter. "Oh, so, then give me your medical insurance card."

If Song Xiyun didn't bring her ID card and medical insurance card, she would have to pay for the emergency room at the county hospital, and hundreds of dollars would have been gone.

While receiving the IV drip, Song Xiyun's eyes were almost welded together with fear, which made Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian laugh.

"Open your eyes and take a look. The needle has been inserted into the blood vessel." Jiang Nian said, "If you don't believe me, ask Xu Qianqian."

"I didn't dare to look." Xu Qianqian also looked away.

Song Xiyun was so frightened that she almost cried. She shook her other hand helplessly, but the hand that was receiving the injection did not move at all.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Jiang Nian smiled, ran to the bed by the door and lay down to play with his phone. The thick curtain at the door was lowered, so no air leaked in.

The two girls were chatting there while he played two games.

After a while, the doctor came out to change the medicine bottle.

While Jiang Nian was waiting for the game to load, he glanced at Song Xiyun who was looking up at the IV drip, and couldn't help but be absent-minded.

Could Xiao Song, who is so afraid of injections, know that she might have to deal with hospitals for the next 20 years or more?

He looked away and continued playing the game.

After all the drips were completed and the three people left the community hospital, it was already 3:30 in the middle of the night.

Jiang Nian took the two girls for a short ride in the cold wind. After going upstairs, he stayed at the house opposite for about ten minutes before going home.

This sudden incident in the middle of the night made him lose the energy to think. After washing up again, he fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed.

The next day.

Jiang Nian got up yawning and washed himself in front of the mirror.

At the same time, he unlocked his phone to check messages and saw a message from Xu Qianqian in the morning saying that Song Xiyun's fever had subsided after the injection.

Under normal circumstances, he might have just glanced at this kind of news and skipped it, after all, it is normal to catch a cold and have a fever in winter.

But.Song Xiyun.

He had reason to suspect that intravenous drips were only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. If the fever recurred or the symptoms were delayed, hidden dangers might be buried.

"It seems that I still need to go for a check-up." He muttered to himself.

This matter not only concerns his mission reward [winning], but also determines the future fate of Song Xiyun.

A sickly person has no future.

Perhaps the best outcome of trying your best is to live a healthy life.

Jiang Nian sighed, and on his way out, he lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to Xu Qianqian, reminding her.

"Today is the day to announce the scores."

Suddenly, the input at the top of Xu Qianqian disappeared instantly.

Three minutes later.

Jiang Nian had already gone downstairs with his bag to go to school, but he still hadn't received a reply from Xu Qianqian. It seemed that the other party was planning to play dead.

"There's no use hiding, hiss, hiss."

After a while, Xu Qianqian replied.

"You're a pervert!"

“Slurp, slurp.”

No matter what Xu Qianqian said, Jiang Nian always responded with a hissing emoticon, which made Xu Qianqian so angry that she broke down.

Early in the morning, the long street in the south of the town was sparsely populated and filled with thick fog.

Jiang Nian felt happy after being scolded. He threw his phone into his pocket, bought a braised pork roll and prepared to enter the school.

He had just taken a bite of the braised pork roll and his eyes slightly tilted. As luck would have it, he happened to meet the eyes of the owner of the bun shop next door.

At that moment, Jiang Nian's face turned visibly red.

Shura field!
It happened so suddenly, in such an embarrassing way.

The boss looked depressed and even wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he couldn't smoke, so if he picked up the cigarette, he would have to put down the buns.

"Eating braised pork rolls?"

Jiang Nian changed five positions of holding the braised pork roll in one second, and his mind played automatically. Breaking up should be decent~
"Ah, yes."

Zhennan Jerry fled in a hurry and decided to change to another store tomorrow. As long as the change is fast, there will be no sadness but love.

Damn it, is God not qualified to change stores?
Damn, I'm so gentle.

After entering the senior year building, Jiang Nian glanced at the door of Class 4 as usual, but what he saw shocked him.

Zhou Haifei was playing pitch pot at the back of the class with a very serious attitude.

With a rustle, the arrow fell into the pot.

Jiang Nian was slightly surprised. He watched from a distance for a while and then left quietly.

Enter Class 3 classroom.

He filled his cup with water and sat down as usual. The moment he took out his book in the empty classroom, his mood suddenly became cheerful.

I was secretly looking forward to the class report card.

"Good morning." Yao Beibei arrived early for the first time ever, yawning as she walked in from the front door of the classroom. "Pigeons, lend me your water card."

Jiang Nian handed over the water card with a look of disgust on his face.

"Why don't you use your own?"

Yao Beibei took the water card and was about to leave when she was stunned.

"Isn't this Li Hua's?"

"Yeah, I don't use mine either." Jiang Nian said matter-of-factly, "I have Li Hua's, why not?"

"That's right." Yao Beibei left holding the water card.

After half an hour, the classroom gradually filled up.

Li Hua went home and took a nap, and was immediately revived with full health. He had completely forgotten everything about the Sanri Lingkong incident yesterday.

Jiang Nian stared at him for a while and suddenly felt it was magical.

"Hua, what's your total score?"

"Akashi!" Li Hua sneered, "You said this kind of nonsense can't irritate me, so you'd better give up as soon as possible."

Suddenly, Huang Fang in the front seat turned around with a shy look on her face.

"Team Leader, are you really 608?"

Li Huadao's heart was broken.

Morning self-study.

Zhou Yuting looked up at the dim whiteboard on the podium, slightly absent-minded, and had no intention of reciting the ancient poem at all.

She was a little annoyed because someone asked her for help.

Obviously their relationship was already like that, but Jiang Nian still looked for her, and for a moment she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She turned her head to look in the direction of Jiang Nian's seat, and with a casual glance, she saw the girl who was as bright as spring sunshine.

Zhang Ningzhi almost satisfies boys' fantasies of a sweet and sour spring girl.

Even though Zhou Yuting is a girl, she is still attracted by Zhang Ningzhi's energy of "everything is reviving, spring is coming late".

But girls like that surround Jiang Nian.

Zhou Yuting's gaze shifted, and when she swept across the squad leader, her sight involuntarily stopped. The cold profile was set against the golden morning light.

It was like a scene from a youth movie, vividly playing out before my eyes.

Zhou Yuting retracted her gaze and couldn't help but sigh. No matter what, Jiang Nian seemed to have no reason to do that.

After being nervous for two classes, she finally caught an opportunity before running exercises.

in the corridor.

She walked up to Jiang Nian and handed him the remaining card.

"I agree. I'll talk to you on QQ."

"Okay." Jiang Nian glanced at the card and didn't take it. "Keep it for yourself. You'll have to give it to others as well."

The corridor is bright with sunlight.

(End of this chapter)