Today is the last day of the holiday, and Wen Zhixia clearly felt the revenge-style "vacation." She didn't get much rest all night and even stayed on duty for ten minutes longer than usual.
Fortunately, Ning Zhen has been paying her triple wages for the past two days, and she even splurged a little by scanning a shared electric scooter and arriving at her dorm just in time.
She greeted the dormitory supervisor, slowly went upstairs, stretched her body, and planned to take a shower and go to bed early.
Wen Zhixia inserted the key into the lock, not knowing whether Yu Mingxue was asleep or not. She quietly pushed open the dormitory door and saw that the dormitory light was on.
She felt a little relieved; it seemed he hadn't slept.
Wen Zhixia walked in, and before she could close the door, she saw Yu Mingxue sitting in a chair with her upper body leaning on the table.
What's wrong?
Wen Zhixia walked over and called her name: "Yu Mingxue?"
When Yu Mingxue heard someone call her name, she only gave a very weak "hmm," and had no idea whether the other person heard her or not.
Wen Zhixia naturally didn't hear her. She put down her bag and asked again, "Aren't you going to bed?"
Yu Mingxue still ignored her.
Wen Zhixia blinked, put down her bag, and then noticed that Yu Mingxue's phone had fallen to the ground.
Something's not right.
Wen Zhixia walked over, picked up Yu Mingxue's phone, and then pushed her: "Yu Mingxue?"
Yu Mingxue didn't react much, but she let out a muffled thud, as if she was in great pain.
Wen Zhixia quickly helped her up and saw that Yu Mingxue's face was pale and her lips were bloodless. She was holding her stomach with one hand, struggling to open her eyes, and said weakly, "...It hurts."
Wen Zhixia was startled: "I'll take you to the school clinic."
She asked, "Can we walk?"
Wen Zhixia helped Yu Mingxue stand up, but she was in so much pain that she was too weak to stand.
Wen Zhixia tried to carry her on her back, but Yu Mingxue had a stomachache and could only curl up to relieve it; she couldn't lie down at all.
Wen Zhixia didn't hesitate too much. She first dialed 120 with her own phone, then slung her bag over her shoulder and put both her phone and Yu Mingxue's phone away.
Yu Mingxue forced her eyes open to look at her: "120...when...um?"
Before she could finish speaking, she was lifted into the air by someone holding her.
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