Everyone pretended not to see anything and continued eating with their heads down.

Shi Zhan frowned slightly when he saw that Wu Youyou didn't open her mouth to eat the food he was feeding her, but his voice remained gentle.

"Eat quickly, give your hands a rest, so you can continue the exam this afternoon."

"Oh oh oh~"

After Wu Youyou realized what was happening, she immediately opened her mouth wide and ate the food Shi Zhan fed her. Her cheeks instantly turned slightly red. With so many people watching her, Wu Youyou was really embarrassed.

After they finished eating, they, like the other students, headed to the examination hall.

I unfolded the math test paper from the afternoon and took a look.

Song Shaojie exclaimed in surprise.

The proctor frowned, his eyes filled with warning as he looked at Song Shaojie.

"Hey student, if you keep shouting like that, you won't get to take the test!"

The other students also looked at him with disdain.

Song Shaojie immediately realized his mistake and quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was just too excited!"

The proctor snorted coldly, his voice stern.

"Hurry up and answer the questions properly, and stop shouting."

"Okay, teacher!"

Suppressing his excitement, Song Shaojie sat down quietly and began to answer the questions.

Yang Min and Liu Xiaolan's hearts were pounding with excitement, and their smiles spoke volumes.

Shi Zhan looked grave. If he was lucky this morning, how could he explain the math test he did so poorly this afternoon?

Shi Zhan's thoughts grew heavier and heavier.

At this moment, Wu Youyou was unaware of their situation, but she herself was in a bad state. While answering the questions, the pain in her arm worsened, causing sweat to unknowingly bead up on her forehead.

The proctor assumed Wu Youyou was too nervous to answer the questions, until he noticed her trembling arms and hands and the beads of sweat on her forehead. Sensing something was wrong, he approached her and whispered, "..."

"What's wrong, student?"

Wu Youyou forced out a single word through gritted teeth.

"pain!"

The proctor looked at Wu Youyou's bandaged arm, then at her answer sheet. Although her handwriting wasn't particularly beautiful, it was neat, and she had answered all the questions correctly. The proctor couldn't help but glance at Wu Youyou again, and then asked her...

Do you need painkillers?

Upon hearing this, Wu Youyou was overjoyed and quickly looked at her teacher.

"need!"

Two invigilators were assigned to each examination room. One of them, who was concerned about Wu Youyou, went out of the classroom and soon returned with painkillers.

After Wu Youyou ate it, a while later she felt that her arm was not so painful anymore.