Organizing books is indeed calming, especially with Zhao Zhao.
Xie Zian met Zhao Zhao's gaze through the gap in the bookshelf and gave a bright smile.
Zhao Zhao also smiled at him, and the cold boy became a little more gentle.
Zhao Zhao's thoughts were a little off. He was wondering what Xie Zian would do after he left.
Their family didn't have much money in this world, and the teenager had no one else to rely on.
"What are you thinking about? Are you tired?" Xie Zian came over and pushed Zhao Zhao to a chair nearby. He said gently, "Sit down. I'll take care of the rest of the task."
He handed Zhao Zhao a comic book without giving him any chance to refuse, and turned around to deal with the rest of Zhao Zhao's work.
Zhao Zhao was holding the comic book in his hand, feeling very nervous.
He picked up his phone and glanced at it subconsciously.
It’s news from Shen Xinghe.
Yes, but there is no additional charge.
I will raise you to the top 50 in your grade, and all the tutoring I've done before that will be included in the 100,000 yuan.
One hundred thousand yuan is a lot. We should have principles in life.
.......
The days passed by in a busy manner. Zhao Zhao still worked part-time with Xie Zian in the evening. Half of her free time was spent on improving Shen Xinghe's mathematics, and the other half was spent on supervising Xie Zian.
Zhao Zhao's physical condition is still too poor. He fell ill three times this month, but fortunately, no one came to trouble him, and his busy life felt a little comforted.
It may be that Shen Xinghe has always been by his side, so no one dares to cause trouble, or it may be that Xie Zian has become more obedient and has fewer "enemies".
During lunch break, most people in the classroom lay down to sleep. Zhao Zhao raised his head from his arms, a few strands of his sweaty short hair stuck to his forehead, and his face was covered in sweat.
His face was very red, but his lips were very white. He habitually took medicine from the drawer and found that it was all used up.
He has been sick too often these days.
Shen Xinghe was sleeping soundly beside her. Zhao Zhao didn't wake him up and walked out of the classroom quietly.
The campus was quiet. Zhao Zhao walked to a secluded staircase and suddenly heard heavy breathing and weak cries for help.
He hurried upstairs and found a young man lying on the stairs. The veins on his hands holding the railing were bulging. He was struggling but had no strength to get up.
It’s Chen Chilin.
"What's wrong with you?" Because of tutoring Shen Xinghe on his homework, he had some communication with Chen Chilin this month.
The young man, who was always dignified and gentle, now fell to the ground in a pale and miserable state, and his handsome face looked even worse than his own.
"Help...help me get...the medicine."
Chen Chilin spoke incoherently, as if he was about to die at any moment.
Zhao Zhao looked in the direction of his finger and saw a white medicine bottle in the corner not far away.
He was in a hurry to pick it up, but perhaps because of the nervousness and fever, he felt dizzy when he stood up, and his body became unstable and he fell and rolled down several steps.
Suddenly, a piercing pain came from my legs.
"Hurry..." Chen Chilin, who was standing by, covered his chest with his hands, his face pale. Zhao Zhao endured the pain in his legs and crawled and rolled to pick up the medicine. Even though his hands were shaking with pain, he poured the medicine out as quickly as possible and stuffed it into Chen Chilin's mouth.
"Swallow it quickly!" Zhao Zhao shouted hurriedly. He raised his hand and pinched Chen Chilin's arm. The pain brought him back to consciousness.
Fortunately, the medicine was swallowed. Zhao Zhao quickly breathed a sigh of relief, covering her legs and falling down on the stairs with Shen Chilin.
Two sick and disabled people, just happened to get together.
"Are you feeling better... No." Zhao Zhao took a breath. A weak voice came from the side after a long while: "...Yeah."
After taking the medicine and taking a break for half a minute, Chen Chilin's condition finally improved a little. When he regained consciousness, he noticed the abnormality of the young man next to him.
His face was extremely pale and his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring great pain. His condition didn't seem much better than mine.
"What... happened to you again?" Chen Chilin looked at the leg that Zhao Zhao was covering, and then he remembered that Shen Xinghe once said that his leg was broken.
"Do you have your cell phone?" he asked anxiously.
Zhao Zhao shook his head with a pale face.
The school prohibits students from playing with mobile phones openly. Who would bring it to the infirmary?
Chen Chilin had a heart attack. His condition improved a little after taking medicine, but he still didn't have the strength to get up. The same was true for Zhao Zhao. His headache and legs hurt even more, and he couldn't get up at all.
"Just wait, someone will come eventually." Zhao Zhao endured the pain, his voice weak.
He looked up at Chen Chilin and felt relieved to see that he no longer looked like he was about to die.
Fortunately, not long after the two of them lay miserably on the stairs, someone found them and quickly called for help.
After a while, the highly efficient ambulance took the two away.
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