After urging Meng Zeyan, Xing Cui ran to Tang Huan's room and asked her to change her clothes quickly and go to the hospital.
I don’t have a thermometer at home, and the fever-reducing medicine is a bit old, so I’d better go to the hospital and check my insurance.
Putting down the half-eaten meal, Tang Huan had no choice but to put on her down jacket again. She now felt weak all over and dizzy.
After walking back with great effort, I have to walk to the hospital again...
I don't want to go, but I'm afraid I'll get burned like a fool...
There was another knock on the door. Tang Huan was wrapping her scarf around her neck.
After putting on the scarf, Xing Cui helped her put on the hat, and the two walked out together.
After the door opened, the door curtain was lifted by the person outside.
Meng Zeyan first looked at Tang Huan. After realizing that she was covered up so tightly that he couldn't see anything, he turned around and lowered his body. "Come up, I'll carry you to the hospital."
Tang Huan turned to look at Xing Cui.
Xing Cui was urging her anxiously: "Hurry up, you can't delay seeing the doctor."
Urged to lie dizzily on his back, his arms resting on his shoulders, Tang Huan could hear his heartbeats getting faster and faster.
Meng Zeyan carried her on his back and strode out. His steps were big to begin with, and they became even faster as his pace quickened.
Leaning on his back, his arm supporting her calves, Tang Huan didn't even dare to breathe hard, and she had to suppress the cough in her throat again and again.
After walking a long way, Meng Zeyan asked the person on his back, "Is it very uncomfortable?"
Tang Huan shook his head, then remembered that he couldn't see, and whispered, "It's not very uncomfortable."
"Little liar." Meng Zeyan sighed softly, "I walked all this way and didn't hear you cough. Are you trying to hold it in?"
He waited outside her house for a few minutes and heard her cough several times, but she didn't cough at all during this period.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Huan could no longer hold back and started coughing one after another.
I coughed so hard that my brain felt like it was shaking, I felt dizzy and coughed, and my whole body ached.
Hearing her cough, Meng Zeyan walked faster and said to her in a gentle voice: "If you feel uncomfortable, just lean on my shoulder."
This time Tang Huan listened carefully and put his head firmly on his shoulder. He had to do it, dizzy...
His bare neck was right in front of her. In this kind of weather, not only did he not wear a scarf, but he also didn't know to wear a turtleneck to keep warm?
"Is your neck cold?" Tang Huan leaned on his shoulder and asked softly.
"It's cold." Meng Zeyan was still concerned about not having a scarf, "but no one knitted a scarf for me."
Tang Huan took off a few wraps of the scarf from around his neck with one hand and silently wrapped it around his neck.
He muttered in a low voice: "Now that you have a girl you like, you can't just pick up the scarf carelessly, it will make her misunderstand."
Meng Zeyan looked down at his neck. The gray scarf was also tied around his neck. She untied half of the scarf around her neck and tied it around his neck?
The soft murmur in his ear hit Meng Zeyan's heart like a drumstick, making him lose his mind.
"So you don't knit a scarf for me because I have someone I like?" His voice was a little hoarse for some reason.
Tang Huan shook his head gently, "No."
She did not refuse to knit for him, but she just did not dare to give it to him.
Meng Zeyan was silent. Did she just not remember him?
"Did you catch up with her?" Tang Huan felt that she was a little bit presumptuous because she would never ask these questions under normal circumstances.
"No." Meng Zeyan's voice was very faint, as if it could be blown away by the wind. "She seems to be avoiding me."
She didn't even knit him a scarf.
It turned out that the female comrade didn't like him. Tang Huan's voice was not much louder than a mosquito's. "Then do you still want to like her?"
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