Zhao Zhao didn't bring his cell phone and didn't know that his brother was almost dying of worry.

When I slowly arrived at the infirmary, I found two more people inside.

Looking up, I saw that one of them was Ye Lan.

"Flu has been prevalent recently with the change of seasons. Students with poor physical fitness should pay attention to protection."

While the medical staff was giving instructions, they turned around and saw another student with a red face coming in, and quickly asked him to sit down.

Zhao Zhao sat next to Ye Lan. Neither of them spoke, but the young man next to Ye Lan kept chattering.

He talked about everything. When Zhao Zhao heard Xie Zian's name, he looked up at him. Ye Lan turned his head at the same time and said, "Shut up."

Fang Yu:.......

"oh."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Fang Yu looked at Ye Lan, then at Zhao Zhao, and then stopped looking at his face. "Hey classmate, you look so familiar."

His mind suddenly flashed, and he suddenly slapped his thigh and looked at Ye Lan, saying: "Hey, isn't this Xie Huaizhao?"

Zhao Zhao: ...

Ye Lan:......

Both of them ignored him. Fine, Fang Yu assumed they were sick and didn't want to talk.

The doctor tested Zhao Zhao's blood and found that it was not a viral cold, but Ye Lan next to him had the flu.

Fang Yu took a step back silently, stared at by Ye Lan with a murderous look.

Ye Lan put on a mask, took the medicine and was about to leave the infirmary. When he passed by Zhao Zhao, he heard him whisper "Thank you."

He didn't stop, just turned around and left.

Zhao Zhao didn't keep his gaze on the noble young man for too long. He was waiting for his medicine.

"Twice a day, three pills at a time. This is cold medicine."

"Thanks."

He took the medicine on the spot and then walked slowly to the classroom.

It is lunch time now, and the classroom, which should be quiet, is noisy.

"Where's Zhao Zhao? Where's Zhao Zhao? Student Councillor!"

"Am I his father or his mother? How should I know?"

"But didn't you just say he went to the bathroom?"

"I'm just being perfunctory, can't you see?"

Another girl's voice came: "Shen Xinghe, why are you so anxious? If someone didn't know, they would think you have a good relationship with him."

"It's none of your business whether our relationship is good or not. What's wrong with it? Why do you care?"

Zhao Zhao stood at the door and listened to Shen Xinghe's noisy voice for a while, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

He slowly walked to the door and stood there. Several people who were arguing in the classroom immediately looked at him. Shen Xinghe even flew towards him and stopped when he was about to spray him.

He looked at the pale face of the young man in front of him, realized something, and said, "Are you sick?"

"Yeah." Zhao Zhao raised the medicine in his hand.

The student council member was relieved to see him and complained angrily: "Zhao Zhao, you don't know..."

Before she could finish her words, Shen Xinghe covered her mouth, and the girl next to her started talking again.

Shen Xinghe didn't have that many hands, so he started to cover the noise.

At noon, their class was the noisiest in the entire teaching building.

Tired of arguing, they naturally stopped. Zhao Zhao was packing his schoolbag when he suddenly found dozens of messages on his phone. He opened them and saw that they were all from Xie Zian.

The latest message is: It's okay.

At this time, not far away in Class 32 of Senior High School, Xia Siyuan was being beaten.

"Are you sick? Do you think it's fun to lie to me? Don't you know I was so anxious when I rushed over here!!!"

Xia Siyuan was in the wrong and dodged his punch without fighting back: "How could I have known that they would suddenly stop bullying me? Isn't this unexpected?"

"Ouch! Stop it! If you hit me again, I'll fight back!"

Xie Zian was holding his breath, but after thinking about it, he stopped. He glared at Xia Siyuan, and his cell phone happened to light up at this moment.

It’s Zhao Zhao’s call.

Xie Zian cleared his throat, "Hey, Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?"

On the side, Xia Siyuan rolled his eyes and imitated his tone: "Hey, Zhao Zhao~"

Seeing him acting so shameless, Xie Zian curled his lips into a smile and hooked his finger at him.

"Brother, I have a cold and want to go home in the afternoon."

At the same time, Shen Xinghe in Class 1 and Xie Zian in Class 12 both fell silent.

Xie Zian immediately said: "It just so happens that I don't have class either. Wait for me, I'll pick you up in the classroom right away."

He hung up the phone and walked towards the door without paying any more attention to Xia Siyuan.

After running through a shaded area, someone suddenly blocked his way.

"Duan Ruofang, it's you guys again." Xie Zian's face was not happy. "Are you the ones who are causing trouble for my brother today?"

Duan Ruofang raised his eyebrows: "Oh, another bastard is complaining."

"But let me be clear, we didn't even lift a finger against your brother."

"What we're really looking for is your trouble, okay?"