After filling out the form, Mu Ziye's gaze fell on Jiang Wuyang, looking forward to her reaction.
But Jiang Wuyang didn't seem to feel anything, his reaction was very calm, with only curiosity in his eyes, no surprise or admiration.
Mu Ziye lowered his eyes in disappointment and returned to his seat.
Everyone was very happy to see Mu Ziye sign up. After all, if there was one more person, they would have a higher chance of not getting in.
The bell rang and everyone returned to their seats.
I don’t know how much time passed, in the school clinic.
Jiang Yiran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Yangyang... Yangyang..." His throat was hoarse and it felt like it was burning in the fire when he spoke.
"Are you awake?" The doctor in the school clinic was wearing a white coat, with his hands in his pockets, standing in front of Jiang Yiran with an expressionless face.
"Where am I?"
The doctor sighed: "This is the school clinic. You have a fever. It's 39.5℃."
"If you had come a little later, your fever would have reached 40 degrees Celsius."
"Have some water."
The doctor turned around and took out a disposable paper cup to pour water for Jiang Yiran.
Jiang Yiran took just one sip and put it down.
The water had a smell of hospital disinfectant, which he didn't like.
"Did you see who sent me here?"
Hearing his question, the doctor frowned and recalled: "He seemed to say that he was in Class A of the Science Department..."
"Jiang Wuyang!" Jiang Yiran answered impatiently, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at the doctor expectantly.
Unfortunately, the doctor shook his head at his gaze.
"I don't know his name, but the one who sent you here is a boy!" The name Jiang Wuyang should be used by a girl.
Hearing this, Jiang Yiran lowered his head in disappointment.
He clearly remembered... he clearly remembered that the last person he saw before he lost consciousness was Yangyang...
Yangyang has really changed...
In the past, let alone a fever, even if he had a cold or cough, she would feel uncomfortable for a long time and run around to buy medicine for him.
He still remembered that there was one time when he just coughed. Jiang Wuyang prepared candied pear for him for three consecutive days. He would come over after class every day and carefully put the candied pear in his arms, fearing that it would get cold.
When I am at home, I take good care of myself.
At that time, after Lin Yan and the others found out, they made fun of him. A grown man being taken care of like this by a girl, if you didn't know, you would think he had some terminal illness.
Listening to their words, I didn't feel impatient at all, I even felt sweet.
He didn't care, it was just that Lin Yan and the others were jealous of him for having a sister.
How attentive Jiang Wuyang was to me at that time...
But now he has a fever and there is no sign of him.
He sighed, his heart filled with disappointment in Jiang Wuyang.
I had no desire to talk and just waited quietly for the drip to finish.
Jiang Yiran was in a very low mood, not knowing whether it was because of the fever or the medication affecting his adrenaline.
I still hadn't recovered until I returned to class.
Walk quietly to the seat and sit down.
"Where have you been? Morning reading class is still going on, why did you suddenly skip it? An An came to see you just now, and it seemed like something happened, but she didn't tell me when I asked her."
Duan Jinyan looked at Jiang Yiran's pale face and felt a little confused. He clearly remembered that Jiang Yiran's face was still rosy in the morning.
"I have a fever. I went to the school clinic to get an IV drip. What's going on? Is it urgent?"
Jiang Yiran had no interest in answering. After he finished speaking, he put his head on the table, tilted to one side, looking sickly.
"I'm not sure either. She didn't explain it clearly when she came. Why don't you go find An An and ask her in person?"
Duan Jinyan kindly offered a suggestion.
"Wait a moment, I'm a little tired." Jiang Yiran spoke weakly.
Upon hearing this, Duan Jinyan's handsome brows immediately furrowed, and his tone was filled with blame: "Don't be willful, maybe she came to see you for something. Besides, this place is not far from the Grade 12 teaching building, it only takes four or five minutes to walk there."
"It's not easy for An An to come here, and it's not like Jiang Wuyang who runs here every day."
After the words fell, both of them were stunned.
Yes, this place is not far from the second-year high school. It takes three or four minutes to walk there. If you run, two minutes may be enough. But the total break time is only about ten minutes.
Jiang Wuyang used to come here every day, but why hasn't she come recently...
When she first came, they found her annoying, but now that she doesn't come anymore, they feel a little uncomfortable with her.
"Okay, I'll go."
Jiang Yiran finally compromised.
He had already lost his sister Jiang Wuyang, so he couldn't lose An An as well...
Yangyang and I are becoming more and more unfamiliar with each other, and Anan is also becoming more and more unfamiliar with me.
He couldn't bear to think about how terrible this would be.
Dragging his sick body, he walked step by step towards the high school teaching building.
Afraid that if he slowed down he would miss the class later, Jiang Yiran even jogged after every two steps.
He had walked this road countless times, but this was the first time he felt the journey was so long.
By the time he arrived, Jiang Yiran was already out of breath.
At this time, in the classroom of Class A, Liberal Arts, Grade 12.
Ruan Anan was sitting in her seat, laughing and joking with others, looking relaxed, not at all like what Duan Jinyan said was wrong.
"Which project are you applying for?" someone asked Ruan Anan.
Ruan Anan pouted, her cute face full of confusion. After thinking for a few seconds, she shook her head and said, "I won't sign up. I'm not very good at these things. I'm afraid that if I sign up, it will bring shame to our class. Even if we can't win the prize, we shouldn't embarrass ourselves."
The man nodded in agreement. "You're right, but if no one signs up, we'll have to draw lots in the end. It's better to sign up for something you can participate in than to get something you don't want."
Ruan Anan curled her lips in disdain, her tone not quite attentive: "Aren't there so many athletes in our class? Are they learning sports for nothing? Let them sign up."
Ruan Anan was sitting by the window, and Jiang Yiran heard these words as soon as he arrived.
These words sounded selfish, causing Jiang Yiran to frown subconsciously.
"An An." Jiang Yiran's lips were pale and his voice was a little weak.
Ruan Anan acted as if she didn't hear anything and continued to play and laugh happily with the people around her.
But this voice was a bit harsh to Jiang Yiran.
Ruan Anan's deskmate saw Jiang Yiran and knew that this was the person who often came to see Ruan Anan.
He gently touched Ruan Anan with his hand, wanting to remind her.
But Ruan Anan suddenly turned to the table behind and started chatting with them again.
The classmate gave Jiang Yiran a helpless look.
Jiang Yiran had no choice but to shout again at the top of his lungs, raising the volume slightly. His voice was weak and hoarse from being torn apart. Ruan Anan looked over in surprise.
Yes, she was deliberately pretending not to hear. Who made her walk for three or four minutes before reaching their teaching building, and he was not there?
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