I never expected Hong Yingqi to become so confident after just one winter break.
In the past, I would constantly check my exam paper until the last second, but now that the exam has only been going on for half an hour, I'm already sleeping peacefully. It seems I did a lot of homework during the winter break.
After glancing at the time, Meng Zhili stopped paying attention to Hong Yingqi and continued filling out her own test paper.
A gust of wind blew by, making the exam papers in the classroom rustle, and even causing Hong Yingqi's pen to roll to the ground. This time, he didn't lie down to sleep, but bent down and reached out to pick it up.
The next second, the person and chair fell to the ground.
With a loud bang, everyone's eyes were drawn to it, even the proctor was startled.
"Hong Yingqi, Hong Yingqi." The proctor called his name, looking nervous.
"How are you? Can you get up?"
Hong Yingqi's face was ashen, and he clutched his stomach. Despite it being the dead of winter, his forehead was covered in a thick layer of sweat.
Meng Zhili realized what was happening and, without thinking, helped Hong Yingqi to her feet. Seeing this, the teacher quickly helped Hong Yingqi sit down as well.
Meng Zhili took the opportunity to feel his pulse and pressed a few acupoints on his hand.
"How are you feeling? Any better?"
Hong Yingqi was still a little dazed, but he nodded subconsciously.
Meng Zhili breathed a sigh of relief. "Teacher, he just had a stomach spasm due to being too nervous. It's nothing serious. Let him lie down in the rest room for a while and drink some hot water to calm down."
"Really?" The teacher looked at Hong Yingqi's obviously improved complexion and was somewhat skeptical.
"If you're worried, wait until he calms down and then take him to the hospital for a check-up. That would be safer."
Meng Zhili wasn't angry when faced with the doubts. After all, he was just a student, and it was perfectly normal for him not to trust him.
"No need, let me take a break and finish the exam first."
As the two were discussing it, Hong Yingqi suddenly refused their arrangement.
"Yingqi, this is just an entrance exam. Your health is the most important thing. What's the use of getting a high score if you're not healthy?"
The teacher tried to calm things down, but the classroom, which should have been quiet, became noisy.
"Quiet down, quiet down, focus on your work!" The teacher turned around, and everyone immediately quieted down, exchanging glances instead.
After all, it's a rare surprise in the midst of a monotonous life, and many people are still feeling adrift after just returning from vacation.
"Teacher, I'm fine, don't worry."
Hong Yingqi looked very calm and composed, no longer displaying the pain and contortion he had shown earlier.
"Are you really alright?" Judging from his expression, the teacher knew that saying more would be pointless.
Meng Zhili knew Hong Yingqi's condition best and had already given the necessary advice, so he didn't interfere any further and returned to his seat to continue working on the problems.
It took less than five minutes from when he collapsed to when he recovered. The teacher's attempts to persuade him were ineffective, so he could only give him one more word of advice before getting up.
Hong Yingqi glanced at Meng Zhili before looking away, his expression complex. He silently picked up his pen, then glanced at the clock on the wall; there was still an hour left.
When the bell rang, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After handing in their test papers, they immediately found their friends and began to discuss the types of questions they had just answered, and some even talked about the little incident that had just happened.
The teacher did not speak again to signal everyone to be quiet. After counting the test papers, the teacher left the classroom.
"Anyway, thank you." Hong Yingqi turned around, his expression somewhat stiff.
Meng Zhili paused as he put the things away, seemingly surprised that Hong Yingqi would thank him.
"You're welcome. I studied medicine to save lives." Meng Zhili continued to pack his things, but after thinking for a moment, he stopped.
"Although you may think I'm being nosy, as someone who studies medicine, I still have to give you some advice. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Relaxing a bit will help you. Also, try to get more rest and avoid staying up late."
"I am not you."
After he said that, both of them fell silent for a moment.
"Zhili, are you ready? Time to go to the cafeteria for lunch." Outside the door, her deskmate ran over from the next classroom.
"Okay." Meng Zhili put the things into his schoolbag and stood up.
"Being too tense will not help your performance at all."
After saying that, he left, leaving Hong Yingqi alone.
"I heard your exam hall was quite lively? Xiaohua said you pressed on Hong Yingqi's chest a few times and healed him from the ground? I've known you for so long, how come I didn't know you could do that?"
"It spread so quickly?" Meng Zhili was a little surprised, but her deskmate was used to it.
"Ugh, with the oppressive atmosphere at our school, we only get by with a little gossip. It's nothing like the relaxed and carefree school across the street. Wait, no! Really? About you saving Hong Yingqi?"
Meng Zhili's deskmate reacted and grabbed his hand. His expression was less one of admiration and more one of curiosity about the gossip.
Meng Zhili sounded somewhat helpless, but his tone remained gentle.
"You watch too many TV dramas, don't you? He just had a stomach spasm because he was too nervous. He should have been fine after resting and drinking some water. Everyone is on edge right now, and sometimes people exaggerate things. Don't believe everything you hear."
"Okay, okay, don't worry." His deskmate nudged him with his elbow.
"But did you figure out the last question? I only got one answer... Never mind, you'd better not say anything more, I'm afraid I'll be too upset to eat later."
But gossip is something that not only spreads quickly, but also becomes increasingly outrageous.
By the time school ended, everyone knew that a student from No. 1 Middle School had fainted during an exam and was rescued by the handsome top student in the grade.
"I heard you saved someone today? No wonder you're Grandpa Chen's last disciple," Lan Xing teased.
"The students exaggerated; it's not the same thing at all."
Meng Zhili, who was waiting for Meng Wan at the door as usual, smiled helplessly. He had lost count of how many times he had explained this.
"Brother, let me introduce you. This is Cui Qingling. She's been living abroad."
"Hello."
"Hello, I've heard Wanwan mention you a lot."
Meng Zhili scratched behind his ear, looking a little shy.
"Then we'll be going now." Meng Wan waved goodbye to the two of them.
After the two left, Lan Xing and Cui Qingling headed in the opposite direction.
"Wanwan's second brother and her third brother seem to have very different personalities."
"Well, her third brother used to sing in bars. How should I put it... he has a very distinct personality. On the contrary, her second brother is the gentler type, much like Wanwan's mother."
"I'll have to pay a visit after the exhibition ends."
“So, I haven’t formally visited her either. Let’s go together then.” Lan Xing put his arm around Cui Qingling’s shoulder, revealing a bracelet that matched Cui Qingling’s earrings.
"good."
On the other hand, because they moved, the two no longer had to squeeze onto the bus, and their new home was only a ten-minute walk from the school.
"Is this your first time taking someone's pulse outside the clinic? How does it feel?"
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