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So he touched the wall of the bowl with his hand.

There is water on it, and it is cold.

Only then did Chen Yuan react. In order to be able to eat it directly after cooking the porridge, she put the whole bowl into a basin of water to cool it down.

After eating it, Chen Yuan felt a sweet taste, which melted the dryness in his mouth...

Considering that my food has no taste, why do you add sugar?

"The one who rides on the horse."

Covering his eyes with his hands, Chen Yuan didn't know what this guy was doing.

Such meticulous care will spoil me.

of course……

Will not.

Chen Yuan would also treat Xinyu like this when she was sick.

So when do you get sick?

Wait, this sentence sounds familiar.

Full of gratitude to Xia Xinyu, Chen Yuan finished the bowl of porridge, took some medicine and prepared to rest for a while. But the uncomfortable thing was that his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and when he coughed, his lungs were not only itchy, but even a little painful.

Eighty percent positive.

I knew it, I am so strong, how could I have a fever from the wind?

In that case, you have to get an injection.

So it was not until eleven o'clock that Chen Yuan, who had to receive an IV drip, put on long pants, put on a jacket over his long-sleeved shirt, and went to the community clinic about fifty meters downstairs.

The sudden drop in temperature has resulted in a large number of people catching the flu, and the community hospital is now full.

Next to Chen Yuan was an old man who spoke very loudly.

A very typical middle-aged man.

Strongly subjective keyboard politics, a strong sense of bragging about life, and a kind of social bull attribute that makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Little brother, are you here alone to get the injection?" the uncle asked.

Chen Yuan looked at him and said, "Yang."

"..." The uncle was stunned for a moment, put on his mask, moved a little to the side, and then asked, "Are you here alone to get the injection?"

No, do we have to continue chatting today?

"Yeah." Chen Yuan said.

"I've seen you before. You were wearing the uniform of No. 11 Middle School. You are from No. 11 Middle School, right?" said the uncle.

"Yes."

"No. 11 Middle School...No. 11 Middle School is not bad either." The uncle smiled and said jokingly, "My daughter is in the school next door, No. 4 Middle School."

My Xinbao is in the experimental class of No. 4 Middle School. Am I showing off?

"It's pretty good."

"Her monthly exam results came out yesterday, and she only scored 600, which is a big drop from the last time." The uncle sighed, "This result is a bit bad for No. 4 Middle School."

“It’s a bit bad.”

Chen Yuan nodded in agreement.

"..." The uncle was stunned, frowned slightly, and asked, "Then your grades must be pretty good?"

"Not good." Chen Yuan said honestly.

"So you still think six hundred points is a difference?"

"I think it's okay. Don't you think it's bad?" Chen Yuan looked at the uncle with an innocent face and his tone was full of sincerity.

"..."

Then, the day was spent chatting like this.

There was no other way, so the uncle could only go and talk to others. He did not talk about his grades, but just talked about the big black fish weighing eight kilograms that he caught at the reservoir last time.

The drip slowly injects into the blood vessels.

Half an hour later, it was time for lunch. Some patients took out bread to eat, but the uncle's daughter handed him the meal and left.

"What a filial daughter you are! She even brings you food."

"Mr. Zhao, you are so lucky. Your daughter has good grades and is sensible."

"Haha, it's nothing. I just brought you a meal. I told her not to come, but she insisted that eating is healthy." Old Zhao grinned, his face looking like a Nike.

No, what I heard just now was:

[The game will be over in half an hour, but he insisted that I send it to him now]

[Then he started bragging again, saying that I had very good grades in No. 4 Middle School, with over 600 points, but I only got 580, almost the last in the class, eh…]

[This old man is so annoying]

Just keep pretending, Old Zhao, but when the time comes I will isolate you and won’t play with you anymore.

At this moment, everyone who was getting injections in the hospital looked towards the door.

They found a pretty and lively little girl standing outside the clinic, looking around with a lunch box in her hand.

Then she walked in with a smile, in full view of everyone.

"Is this also for delivering food..."

“But it doesn’t look like it’s for Dad.”

"Hey, young lovers."

Everyone could see that she was delivering food to her boyfriend, so anyone with a common sense would smile.

Only someone like Lao Zhao who loves to show off would feel that his position as the eye of the typhoon is threatened and become unhappy about it.

"Just put it on the armrest. There are no seats left." Chen Yuan said, "Then, go back and rest."

Xia Xinyu saw that there were indeed people on both sides, so she put down the lunch box and left.

Then, Chen Yuan opened the lid, took the spoon with his left hand, and ate the rice tremblingly. At this time, Lao Zhao started again: "It seems to be the first time? If you want to eat at noon, the injection must be in the left hand, you see I..."

Before Old Zhao finished speaking, Xia Xinyu brought in a chair and placed it in front of Chen Yuan.

Then, she sat in front of him, holding the lunch box in her hand, picked up a piece of octopus sausage with chopsticks, and put it to Chen Yuan's mouth with an "ah..."

Old Zhao's face suddenly sank.

The rice in the spoon no longer smells good.

The two aunts watched this scene with laughter and whispered to each other:

"This young couple seems to be living together. They have a really good relationship."

"That's right. I met them buying groceries at Sunshine Supermarket before."

"It's amazing that I can still have this kind of emotion now."

"Feed me. I fed my old man when he was in the hospital..."

It can only be said that almost all eyes are focused here.

I was envious and sincerely touched by Xia Xinyu's cuteness.

There is no way. These old community hospitals are basically populated by middle-aged and elderly people. Unlike young people, they like to take medicine and endure the disease when they are sick.

Chen Yuan is indeed a bit handsome, but not to the point of attracting everyone's attention.

The main one is Xia Xinyu.

It is really a joy to have such a beautiful little girl who knows how to care for others.

"I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. You can go back to eat in an hour." Chen Yuan said helplessly, "Wear a mask, don't get infected."

"Eating on time is healthy, and I'm fine."

"Oh, by the way, your monthly exam results are out, how much were they?" Chen Yuan asked.

"..." Xia Xinyu didn't understand why Chen Yuan asked this, but since he asked, she couldn't not answer, so she said, "615."

"Is this exam at No. 4 Middle School difficult?"

"It's difficult."

No, you should know that, right?

Burned and confused?

Chen Yuan was not confused because of the fever, but Lao Zhao next door was indeed confused because of anger.

Xia Xinyu really came to deliver food.

She is also truly a top student in the fourth grade.

And such a caring and lovely girl is the Origin God.

Are you sweating profusely, Old Zhao?

After feeding, Xia Xinyu covered the lunch box.

"Then you go back first."

After hearing what Chen Yuan said, Lao Zhao felt a little better.

I’m tired of eating this dog food!

It's disgraceful for high school students to not study hard and be in a sloppy state all day long!

Although you have a score of 615...but premature love is like a flood or a beast, sooner or later all the scores will be eaten up!

"Are you cold?" Xia Xinyu looked at Chen Yuan and asked.

"I'm wearing two layers, so I won't be cold."

Chen Yuan was indeed well-behaved and wore a lot of clothes, but Xia Xinyu had already brought some things. So, she touched Chen Yuan's right hand where the infusion was going on: "It's still a little cold."