The proctor noticed something was wrong and quickly called over another female proctor.
"Are you alright, student?" the female proctor asked Wu Qunfang as she approached her.
At times like this, as a female teacher, the first thing that comes to mind is that the girl is menstruating and experiencing period cramps.
Menstrual cramps are practically an inhuman experience; the level of pain is equivalent to being kicked in the balls all night long.
"I......"
Wu Qunfang was still in too much pain to speak, and the pain was getting worse. This time, it could truly be described as a splitting headache, to the point that she wanted to bang her head against the table.
Why?
Why?!
I've never had a headache before, so why did I pretend for a moment and now it really hurts this much?
No! This must be a stress response. The body received incorrect instructions from the brain, thinking about having a headache, and then it actually had a headache, and once it started, it couldn't stop.
That must be it!
"Take a deep breath," the female proctor said. "I'll get you some hot water, and then you can take one of these packets. If that doesn't work, I'll take you to the infirmary."
Then, the female proctor cautiously took a package out of her pocket and gently placed it on Wu Qunfang's desk.
Wu Qunfang struggled to open her eyes, which were already blurred with sweat, because she had clearly heard what the proctor had said. She desperately hoped that the teacher had given her a painkiller.
That's right, all I need is painkillers.
But what did she see after she struggled to open her eyes?
Black Chicken and White Phoenix Pills?!
This is for menstrual cramps!
Moreover, it's not a quick-acting "medicine," so it's completely useless when you're really experiencing menstrual cramps.
Soon, the female proctor, who cared about the female student, brought over a cup of hot water. It was real hot water, steaming hot, freshly poured from the water dispenser; although not boiling, it was at least 70 or 80 degrees Celsius.
Furthermore, the proctor noticed that Wu Qunfang's condition was still not good; she didn't even have the strength to tear open the packet of Wuji Baifeng Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine).
So he helped lift her head and comforted her, "It's okay, take your medicine and drink some hot water, it'll help. If it really doesn't..."
The proctor didn't leave after that. As a teacher, she genuinely hoped the female student could pull through and finish the 200-point science exam.
After all, if it were really the college entrance examination, female candidates wouldn't be given special treatment just because they're menstruating or experiencing menstrual cramps; if they miss it, they miss it.
Wu Qunfang didn't want her period cramps—or rather, her headache—to affect her upcoming exams. Besides, if she didn't want to be affected, she would have gone with everyone to move the electric fan earlier.
It's true what they say, what goes around comes around.
If the sage is so effective, why haven't those scumbags who make vows and then break them been struck by lightning?
Again, I'm completely baffled.
"Here, have a sip first."
The female proctor began to feed Wu Qunfang water.
"It's a little hot, be careful."
The female proctor even gave a kind reminder.
"Sizzle—"
When Wu Qunfang took that sip of water, it was so hot that it made her tongue go numb.
She wanted to cry, both because of her headache and because of the pain in her tongue: "Teacher, couldn't you have mixed some cold water with it before giving it to me? I really trusted you, that's why I drank it, who knew it would turn out like this?"
The female proctor continued her concern and helped tear open the packet of Wuji Baifeng Wan (a traditional Chinese medicine): "Here, swallow it all at once."
"no I do not......"
"It's okay, eating this will be good for you." The female proctor tried her best to administer the medicine and even made the gesture of feeding her the pills, bringing a handful of pills to Wu Qunfang's mouth.
Wu Qunfang has trypophobia.
When she saw the handful of black pills in the proctor's hand, so densely packed, she suddenly felt even more nauseous.
As a result, as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt a bunch of particles rush into my mouth, followed by a mouthful of scalding hot water.
"I......"
"Okay, why don't you lie down for a while longer? If it still doesn't work, then go to the infirmary."
After finishing all this, the female proctor felt relieved and hurried off to help the male proctor distribute the exam papers. Before leaving, perhaps considering that she should give Wu Qunfang more space, since she was not feeling well and lying down would take up more space than sitting up, she gestured to Li Lechen and Lin Kun to move their seats back a little.
In this way, Wu Qunfang is even further away from Li Lechen, who acts as a human air conditioner.
Lin Kun was unaffected, but being too comfortable really makes one sleepy.
Meanwhile, Huang Yingying, along with four class committee members, each carrying an electric fan, huffed and puffed their way back to the classroom. Seeing this, the male proctor quickly went over to help them plug in the fans.
At this point, Li Lechen felt it was time.
Although Wu Qunfang is gossipy and quite selfish, headaches are indeed a serious problem, as evidenced by the pool of sweat on the table.
The crucial point is that if the pain continues, she might really be unable to take the exam.
Although it was just a mock exam, it must have been quite important for Wu Qunfang, whose grades were already pretty good.
A severe punishment should serve as a warning; that should be sufficient.
However, it's hard to bring up the curse of shutting down.
"Is your mother... alright?" Li Lechen asked softly.
"Um?"
Wu Qunfang suddenly raised her head.
Just a moment ago, my splitting headache suddenly stopped. Aren't illnesses supposed to come on like a landslide and heal like pulling silk? How could the pain suddenly stop?
This feeling was like suddenly experiencing a burst of pleasure.
And in that final moment, a few words also entered Wu Qunfang's ears.
She turned around blankly and glanced at Li Lechen, because her intuition told her that the voice came from Li Lechen.
Seeing this, Li Lechen quickly lowered his head and filled in the answer sheet.
"It must be a hallucination, right?" Wu Qunfang muttered to herself. She just thought it was a bit too far-fetched to imagine someone greeting her mother in a hallucination.
Just then, the proctor spoke up from the stage: "Everyone, quiet down. The exam has already started. Don't whisper to each other."
However, it wasn't something that could be done immediately with just a few words; the classroom remained somewhat noisy.
As the class monitor, Huang Yingying still had to finish dealing with the electric fan issue even though other class officers had already returned to their seats. So, with the help of the proctor and the sports committee member Luo Li, she continued to work on the plug.
Five electric fans should be evenly distributed around the classroom so that every student can feel a breeze.
Yes, there were only five, because although Luo Li was strong, he only had two hands, and he couldn't possibly move two electric fans.
As Huang Yingying passed by Wu Qunfang, she paused, glanced down at the somewhat bewildered Wu Qunfang, and then said coldly, "You're in good spirits, your head doesn't hurt anymore?"
"Hmm..." Wu Qunfang subconsciously admitted.
Of course, even if it wasn't subconscious, she couldn't deny it, because the headache she just experienced was such a damn karmic retribution.
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