Shen Xing didn't think much about it. It was impossible for him to have such supernatural powers that he would think that this water was not an ordinary thing. He just thought that he was a little thirsty, so he had this illusion.

While everyone was concentrating on their own things, Pei Tiantian walked to the water dispenser, bent down and pretended to get some water, then put her hand on the bucket and replaced all the water in the bucket with the spiritual spring water in the space.

After doing all this, Pei Tiantian calmly filled her cup with water and turned around to sit back in her seat.

After staying in his seat for a while, Meng Xiaojun became more and more uneasy.

The wound on his lower abdomen was only slightly painful at first, but now it has spread to a large area and he even feels like he is sweating coldly.

Meng Xiaojun thought to himself that this was not good.

Just as he was about to stand up and report his condition to Instructor Wang, several boys nearby noticed that Meng Xiaojun's back was soaked. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, they took a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to him, "What were you doing just now? Why are you so hot? Drink some water and calm down."

Meng Xiaojun did not refuse the man. He took the water and drank two sips. After calming down his breathing, he said, "It's not hot. I just feel a little pain in the wound from the operation."

When the people nearby heard this, their faces changed.

It turns out that I was sweating so much because of the pain from the wound.

If the wound breaks or gets infected, it would be a serious matter.

"Report to Instructor Wang, Meng Xiaojun is not feeling well. He needs to go to the infirmary now."

As soon as Instructor Wang heard the voice, he walked over to check Meng Xiaojun's face and indeed found a lot of cold sweat on his forehead. Instructor Wang immediately nodded and looked around the sick company, preparing to select a few taller boys to accompany Meng Xiaojun to the infirmary.

However, Instructor Wang frowned.

The tallest boy in the sick company is Meng Xiaojun. Most of the other boys are about 1.7 meters tall and thin. Compared with the tall boy Meng Xiaojun, they look like little chicks.

If Meng Xiaojun faints on the way, will they be able to lift him?

Instructor Wang reluctantly picked a boy who looked a little stronger. Just as he was about to find the second person, he heard a voice: "Instructor Wang, I will go with Meng Xiaojun."

The person who spoke was Shen Xing.

Instructor Wang looked at Shen Xing's bandaged feet and shook his head, "It's not convenient for you right now. I'll find another boy."

Shen Xing said: "My foot is not affected. I have been in the hospital for two days. The wound is not that serious now. Let me go with him."

Shen Xing has never been a kind-hearted person, nor has he been interested in helping others.

However, Meng Xiaojun was still very caring towards him in the sick company, and Shen Xing was not an ungrateful person.

Seeing that Meng Xiaojun was so tall, not only was his face covered in cold sweat from the pain, but he also looked shaky.

Shen Xing was also worried, so he offered to go with them.

Shen Xing is the tallest boy in the sick company except for Meng Xiaojun.

And because he loves playing basketball, Shen Xing doesn't look that thin and still has the muscles he should have.

Instructor Wang hesitated for a while and then agreed.

Therefore, Shen Xing and another boy supported Meng Xiaojun on the left and right and walked towards the infirmary.

After walking for a while, Meng Xiaojun suddenly felt that the pain in the wound in his lower abdomen seemed to have stopped.

Meng Xiaojun felt a little strange. He thought he was used to the pain, so he didn't feel it anymore.