This little girl is rarely seen. She loves studying too much and seems a bit out of place in their dormitory. When she was called to attend class before, she didn't get up. She looked listless, with her little face burned pink and wilted. It makes people feel distressed no matter how they look at her.
Only then did they realize that the little guy was sick. He had a fever for two days in a row and refused to go to the hospital. The fever was finally reduced by taking medicine, but it was really uncomfortable to have a fever in the middle of summer.
Ding Weiyan couldn't help but speak over there, pinching Chu Ci's cheek with a bit of joking, "If your fever doesn't go away, we'll discuss taking you to the hospital."
Chu Ci blinked her eyes and let him pinch and pull on her cheek. She felt the resistance in her heart. Finally, her voice was soft, but with some determination, she lowered her head and resisted, "I won't go to the hospital."
"Okay, okay, let's not go to the hospital." Several people couldn't help but smile, wrapped Chu Ci tightly again, poured her a glass of water, and went to do their own things.
Although freshman year is not that busy, there are many club activities and it is also quite busy. The other two went out, leaving Ding Wei Yan looking at the computer. Chu Ci took out his mobile phone, drank a sip of water, and then looked at his mobile phone.
Her thick black eyelashes drooped, and her lips were a little pale and cracked. Chu Ci pursed her lips and opened the message.
Minister of Propaganda Cheng Yueyue has sent more than ten messages in a row to care for her deputy minister who had just taken office and had not yet been assigned any actual work when he fell seriously ill.
Cheng Yueyue: Cici, are you feeling better?
Cheng Yueyue: Is it still burning now?
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Cheng Yueyue: If you don’t reply to my message, I’m going to rush to your dorm and take you to the hospital!
This message came from ten minutes ago, and Chu Ci quickly replied to her, the minister with a somewhat hot temper.
Chu Ci: The fever has subsided, Minister, don’t worry.
Cheng Yueyue: That’s good, that’s good.
She replied to the message very quickly, probably with the phone in her hand, and then he sent her another message.
Cheng Yueyue: By the way, the student union will have a regular meeting tomorrow at 4:30 pm in the student union office. The teachers will also be in a meeting at that time. There will be no classes in the whole school. You freshmen will also have to start participating. If you are not feeling well, come. If you are not feeling well, just ask for leave from me.
After sending a message to Cheng Yueyue, it was already afternoon. After a simple dinner, Chu Ci still felt a little dizzy. He read a professional book for a while and then went to bed obediently.
His little face was a little red, and the tip of his nose was also a little red from blowing his nose recently. His little face was round, but his body was thin. He looked like a small white steamed bun just out of the pot. He covered himself with the quilt obediently and lay down properly. Perhaps he noticed her gaze, and his big eyes looked at her.
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, he blinked hazily, the corners of his lips curved subconsciously, he looked so well-behaved, cute and a little pitiful.
After watching for a while and since she didn't say anything, the little girl raised her hand again, pulled the quilt, closed her eyes and prepared to sleep.
But because of a cold, she suddenly hesitated.
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