His palms were warm and dry, and he covered his eyes with them. Qiao Nian could only see darkness in front of him.
There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if a feather is gently brushing against my heart.
Before she could grasp that feeling, Ye Wangchuan had already taken his hand away and held the child beside him, with a leisurely and dignified look on his face: "Let's go, let's go out first and let her have a good rest."
"Yeah." Although Ye Qichen was reluctant to leave like this, thinking that Qiao Nian was tired, he followed Ye Wangchuan out obediently and sensibly.
Qiao Nian watched them go to the door. As the door was about to close, he seemed to suddenly remember something and asked casually, "By the way, why didn't you tell me you knew medicine?"
Qiao Nian had already thought of a solution to this problem before coming out of the operating room, so he was not in a hurry at all. He raised his eyelids, his dark eyes were calm and bright: "You didn't ask me."
"… "
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Tsk, this answer is so reasonable and irrefutable, it’s her style.
He didn't ask any more questions, but casually put it down, closed the door, and said in a seductive voice: "Good night."
*
Qiao Nian thought she wouldn't be able to sleep if she moved to a new place.
Unexpectedly, she woke up naturally after a good sleep. When she rubbed her head and felt dizzy, it was already past ten o'clock the next morning.
The first class this morning is Shen Hui's class.
Qiao Nian supported her forehead, which was dizzy from sleeping for too long, with her hand and got up. She found a set of neatly folded new clothes placed next to the bed, and her schoolbag was also placed next to it.
There was also a note with words written on it.
Qiao Nian picked up the note and looked down. There was a row of wild pen writing on it: [I called the school to ask for sick leave for you. When you wake up, take a shower and rest.]
The font looks regular, yet each character exudes an air of arrogance.
It’s obviously Ye Wangchuan’s handwriting.
It turned out that he had asked for leave for her.
Qiao Nian couldn't help but think of the scene where he carried her out of the operating room yesterday. She put the note down impatiently, picked up the clothes on the bed, searched for a while, found the separate bathroom in the ward, and took a shower.
After taking a cold shower, Qiao Nian woke up completely.
She changed her clothes and looked around but couldn't find Ye Wangchuan and the little guy. Not knowing where they had gone, Qiao Nian simply sent him a text message, then picked up her schoolbag and went to school.
…
When she arrived at school, the second class was over and it was lunch break time. Qiao Nian walked in with her bag in one hand, and the noisy classroom suddenly became silent as if it was frozen.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards her.
What do they do
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, with a bandit look in his eyes. He stopped for a second and quickly walked back to his seat.
She put her bag down.
The people in the classroom who had been hit by acupuncture seemed to come back to their senses and cheered loudly.
"Qiao Nian is here!"
"Sister Nian is here at school."
"Haha, I thought she wasn't coming today. Didn't Old Shen say that Sister Nian is taking sick leave today?"
"Hehehe, it's good that it's here. It's good that it's here."
Qiao Nian: …
Sister Nian
She pulled the chair open with her white hands and sat down. Shen Qingqing beside her immediately grabbed her hand happily and wanted to jump down: "Qiao Nian, do you know how many points you got in the exam this time?"
"?"
Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. Except for the 40 points for the Chinese composition, which she didn't write because it had too many words, the total score for the six subjects should be 560.
Before she could answer, Shen Qingqing couldn't wait to pull her sleeve, grinning: "560! It's 560!"
"Qiao Nian, you are number one in the school!"
Today's papers have not been distributed yet. I heard that the teacher graded them overnight as required by Class B's head teacher and tallied the scores. Only the scores were posted today.
If Shen Qingqing knew that Qiao Nian was deducted 40 points simply because he didn't write the composition, she would definitely go crazy.
Liang Bowen was also leaning against the wall at this time, holding a basketball in his hand. He changed his gentle image and wore a blue Nike headband on his forehead, looking sunny and handsome: "Chen Yuan also ranked 12th in the whole school. It is said that the teacher of the next door class B was so embarrassed when he got the school ranking."
"Qiao Nian, you can do it. I thought you were joking when you said you got first place, but I didn't expect you to do so well."
He now couldn't wait to see Class B apologize to them.
(End of this chapter)