The school doctor listened to Mr. Lin's words, and made up his own mind. He looked like a person who came by: "Young people, it's normal to have some contradictions and troubles among classmates, but it's silly for others to not care about their body. "
Xi Ning pondered this, meaning he was trapped by love and went on a hunger strike for love? He twitched his mouth: "I didn't do anything stupid."
The school doctor is prescribing medicine for him, writing in the notebook and asking: "Then why don't you eat well?"
Xi Ning's voice became quieter: "I have no appetite..."
Steward Lin had a "look" expression on his face, and the school doctor said "Hey", and then carefully checked the results of Xi Ning's examination.
"How long has this situation lasted?"
Steward Lin replied, "It's been more than half a month."
"The pheromone is normal, the weight has not dropped significantly, and the complexion looks reluctant..." The school doctor thought for a while and asked Xi Ning: "Do you feel sick every time you finish eating?"
He was obviously thinking about anorexia, Xi Ning said cautiously: "No, I know I was wrong, and I will eat on time in the future."
If he is really suspected of having anorexia, the Xiao family will definitely treat him, but if he can't cure this disease, it will only waste time and energy.
Hearing this, the school doctor felt that other symptoms were not obvious, so he nodded and did not speak, and prescribed some simple medicine to Xi Ning, "I have limited conditions here. If you still feel unwell, you can go to the hospital. Go home and have a good rest."
Steward Lin thanked the school doctor to pay, and asked Xi Ning when he came back: "Second Young Master, go back now?"
Xi Ning hesitated and agreed: "Okay."
At this time Song Zhou was late with a cup of warm water, but Steward Lin saw his eyes soften: "You sent the second young master over? Thank you."
"It should be."
Song Zhou handed the water to Xi Ning, pulled a stool and sat down, "Is it better?"
Xi Ning nodded, and whispered: "Thank you."
"Second Young Master, I'll go and pack your things first." The driver was still waiting outside, but Steward Lin glanced down at his watch and left the compartment first.
After he left, Song Zhou asked Xi Ning's first sentence: "Why don't you eat well?"
Angrily and immediately embarrassed, Xi Ning didn't know how much he heard, but still held a glimmer of hope: "... That is, I don't like eating."
Song Zhou took the cup he had finished drinking and turned it gently in his palm, "How about breakfast and dinner? Besides, what do you want to eat, just let the family make it."
He lowered his head, Xi Ning couldn't see his expression at this time, and he was worried.
Originally switching to lunch with Song Zhou, he could barely find an excuse, but now Song Zhou knows that he basically skips breakfast and dinner, maybe he thinks how strange he is.
I don't know why, Xi Ning always feels a little guilty, perhaps because he had just eaten the little cake he bought for himself in the morning.
Xi Ning did not answer, Song Zhou raised his head to meet his gaze: "But I gave it to you, you have eaten it all."
Exchange lunch at noon, egg fried rice and potato chips made last time, small cakes bought in the morning.
Apart from that, Xi Ning has never eaten the lunch he brought himself, and even drank no soup.
His voice was soft, and it sounded like he was muttering. He was guessing and inferring Xi Ning's words and deeds during this period of time.
Xi Ning was even more guilty. Although Song Zhou couldn't guess the real reason for doing this, in essence, he was really Song Zhou who approached him to eat well.
Song Zhou looked at Xi Ning for a while, then suddenly said, "You can only eat if I give it to you?"
Xi Ning was so shocked that she almost couldn't maintain her expression, pretending to be puzzled: "What?"
Song Zhou got up and put the cup in his hand on the cupboard beside the bed, bent over to prop it up by the bed and approached Xi Ning. With the other hand, he gently brushed Xi Ning's forehead and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I will help you. of."
Song Zhou was just guessing. There were many things that couldn't make sense in Xi Ning's meal, but Xi Ning didn't deliberately hide himself.
His expressions of excitement and joy did not seem to be fake.
Xi Ning was stunned when she heard this, and immediately had the urge to tell Song Zhou everything.
But this is illegal, and Song Zhou might not believe it.
But his "medicine" was right in front of him, and he offered to help him. Maybe he won't have to suffer from this kind of days of ups and downs in the future.
Song Zhou saw that Xi Ning was hesitating, and his voice became softer, as if he was coaxing him: "I will bring you breakfast every day from now on, and I must eat it."
Xi Ning gasped slightly, feeling a complete mess in her heart, and pulled Song Zhou's cuffs: "I..."
Song Zhou sat back again, patiently waiting for him to organize his language.
Presuming that Steward Lin is coming back soon, Xi Ning quickly thought about it again, and only said: "It seems to be what you said, and I don't know why."
He sat up a little bit, trying to make the expression on his face look helpless and pitiful: "Usually I can't eat anything when I see it, only you..."
How does it feel to be weird? Xi Ning suffocated the second half of the sentence, and then said, "Did I have some disease? I didn't dare to talk to the school doctor just now..."
His expression was panicked, and with that face it was hard not to make people feel protective. The system admired, "The host did a great job!"
Xi Ning was inexplicably upset when he heard what it said: "Shut up! Silence."
Song Zhou didn't know whether he believed it or not, and paused for two seconds: "Then..."
Steward Lin happened to come back with Xi Ning's schoolbag and walked closer to the compartment: "Second Young Master, shall we go back now? I have asked the driver to drive in directly."
Song Zhou's words were interrupted, he didn't say more, and helped Lin Guanjia get up and send him out.
Xi Ning could only put the matter down temporarily, and wait until the next opportunity to mention it.
After getting in the car, Xi Ning looked at Song Zhou through the open window. Before the car drove, Song Zhou said two words silently.
Xi Ning thought about it on the road, what he said should be "Don't be afraid".
After returning home, the auntie knew about Xi Ning’s stomachache, and quickly made him a stomachache porridge. Her face was distressed and she couldn’t help but say something to him: "Second Young Master will give you what he wants to eat in the future. Do it, but don't starve yourself anymore."
Xi Ning nodded desperately: "I see."
Auntie was still worried, seeing him drank half a bowl of porridge before leaving, Xi Ning wrinkled as soon as she left.
In order to prevent the aunt from being suspicious, he resisted eating a lot just now, and his stomach didn't feel comfortable.
Moreover, it was not time for lunch when his stomach hurts, and now he misses Song Zhou's box lunch so much.
Compared with the beginning, Song Zhou was also deliberately increasing the variety and quantity of vegetables. Xi Ning thought about exploring Song Zhou's tone next time, and giving him some money as a subsidy to see if he would accept it.
It would be great if Song Zhou could be hired directly as his personal chef... Xi Ning came up with this idea again. If this is the case, Auntie might be sad...
He was lying on the bed and didn't want to move. He played with the phone for a while and then emptied his brain in a daze. I don't know how long he had passed before someone knocked on the door of his room lightly.
"Second Young Master, someone is looking for you."
Xi Ning wondered, who would come to him
His stomach no longer hurts so much, he got up and opened the door: "Who is looking for me?"
The servant pointed in the direction of the door, with a cautious expression on his face: "He said it was your classmate. I saw him come to you last time, so I let him in first..."
Xi Ning faintly guessed it but couldn't believe it. It was still time for class now.
He followed the servant to the top of the stairs and looked down. As expected, Song Zhou was standing leaning against the door, and seeing Xi Ning's figure appear, he raised his head and smiled lightly at him.