Talking about the cause of the fever, Lu Mian closed her eyes and put her arms half on her forehead, blocking some light and emotions.
Indifferently: "I had a dream and woke up with a fever."
"..." the nurse smiled and shook her head.
How can dreaming cause a fever, it seems that it is indeed a fever, and I have to tell Dr. Ye about this situation.
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In school, Su Luo ran to the bathroom after class and quietly called Su Qinghe.
"Grandpa, do you still remember the dean of our school? If you accidentally hit him, what will happen?"
Su Qinghe was making tea. Hearing what his granddaughter said, he shook his hands, and some of the tea overflowed.
"Who dares to hit him? You can hit him? It's hard for a normal person to get close to him!"
"..." Su Luo curled her lips, and pulled her ponytail behind her back, "If it was me, would you save me?"
"Difficult." Su Qinghe only gave one word.
"... Isn't Lu Mian in danger?"
"Lu Mian?" Su Qinghe finally came to his senses, but he became much calmer. He put the teacup to his lips, and said mysteriously, "If it was her, it shouldn't be that serious."
Although Su Luo didn't understand, she believed her grandfather's words, she nodded and felt relieved: "That's good, I was thinking that Director Qi would be angry for a while and delay Lu Mian's visit to the doctor!"
"What?" Su Qinghe's tea did not reach his mouth after all.
"Lu Mian has a fever..."
"Why did you say such a big thing!" Mr. Su put down his teacup, put down the phone, and left in a hurry.
"..."
Su Luo came out from the cubicle, staring at the phone more and more helplessly.
Grandpa, may I ask if you still remember that when Su Jue had a high fever when he was a child, you went to watch other people play chess
You are really special to Lu Mian...
Su Luo returned to the classroom, and saw a hesitant and restless figure at the door. The other party is a girl with delicate features, but with a crew cut, very special.
He seemed to be holding something in his hand, which was a powder blue envelope.
She remembered, it seemed to be Sui Yuan from her brother's class, and she had something to do with Lu Mian.
She walked over and asked, "Are you looking for Lu Mian?"
Sui Yuan is timid and rarely comes to the first part. When she met Lu Mian, she would often meet at the flower bed downstairs with just a text message, and Lu Mian would not let her come here to find someone.
But she sent a text message to Mianmian today, but she never got a response, so she had to muster up her courage and came to this strange place.
"Is she not here?"
"She was sick and had a fever, and Director Qi took her away in the first class."
"Ah?" Hearing this, Sui Yuan clutched the envelope in his hand, his delicate face collapsed.
Mianmian is really sick, what she said in a text message yesterday was true...
Feeling distressed and blaming himself, Sui Yuan said "thank you" to Su Luo, bowed his head and walked away quickly.
Su Luo hugged her own ponytail.
Suddenly, she also wanted to have a crew cut, as if it would save trouble.
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The news of Lu Mian's illness spread somehow.
She is now a famous figure in the school, and if there is a little movement, it is almost known to the whole school.
But she herself didn't know it, lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling a little lost, her beautiful almond eyes were full of bewilderment.
She really didn't understand how she could have such a dream.
She remembered that she went to ktv yesterday and drank alcoholic juice. She knew that she couldn't drink well, so she went downstairs to go home. It just so happened that Director Qi passed by and took her back with him.
However, when she dreamed at night, she had that kind of dream. Dreaming that she was hugged by Xiao Qimo, held carefully by him, and kissed tenderly and lingeringly by him, was vivid in his memory.
So, when she woke up, she had a glorious fever.
This is spring... dream... right.
Lu Mian never thought that she would have such a dream one day, she is really sick.
What's more serious is that this morning she found that she seemed to have a stronger reaction to Xiao Qimo. As soon as he approached her, her heart rate became faster. Not going with him is really for my own good.
Lu Mian couldn't figure out why, probably because she was subconsciously guilty, and felt that she had done such a shameful thing in her dream, and it was really difficult to face Xiao Qimo squarely.
She shook her head, trying to get rid of the yellow waste in her mind.
At this moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the ward door.
Lu Mian put away all her emotions and watched the ward door being pushed open by a pair of beautiful hands with red nails.
He watched a cool and sassy long-haired woman in a motorcycle suit walk in, carrying a lot of things in her hands.
She smiled.
Ye Ling bowed his back, looked left and right, and when he was sure that the person on the bed was Lu Mian, he walked over excitedly. She put a box of exquisite birthday cake-shaped gift boxes on the coffee table, and a bunch of other things were placed there, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Mian looked at her tightly wrapped in scarf and frowned, "Why do you look like a thief?"
"It's not that you don't know what I used to do? When I come to this kind of place, I don't have to pack it tightly!" Ye Ling said as he pulled the scarf open a small hole to breathe, and leaned over to her bedside card to see At a glance, her diagnosis was registered on it.
Ye Ling clicked his tongue: "Brother Mian, you are so awesome, you have to compete for the first place even in terms of fever."
"Get out!" Lu Mian said softly, and cursed with a smile.
"Then tell me, what's your situation? Why did you suddenly get sick?"
"It's not all of a sudden..." She had suspected it before, but she didn't take it seriously.
Ye Ling sat by the bed and took her hand, "Is there anyone here to take care of you? Let me come over here. You are all on your own, so you can rest assured."
"No need. It's inconvenient for you to be here, and I don't have much of a problem!" Lu Mian rejected her offer, then raised her hand to help Ye Ling brush back her wavy hair, staring at her bright red lips, staring at her. It finally fell into her hands.
These soft and beautiful hands were once the light of surgery in Jinjing Hospital.
Just like that, the nails grew long, dyed the color of cardamom, and lost their original brilliance.
She really felt sorry for Ye Ling.
"You really don't want to use a scalpel anymore?" Lu Mian asked.
Ye Ling's body froze, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently smiled, and the little bird leaned close to Lu Mian's chest like a human being: "Brother Mian, you are enough for me!"
"Ahem." Lu Mian reminded, "Woman, I'm still sick."
"Hehehe..." Ye Ling smiled heartily and beautifully.
Seeing that the patient's condition was okay, after laughing, she wrapped her scarf again and got up, "I'm leaving, I have to inform your little bald head quickly, she is almost worried to death."
"Um."
"And..." Ye Ling turned around and smiled sweetly: "Happy birthday!"
Lu Mian flattened her mouth, "Unfortunately, I can't be with you."
Her current identity is too conspicuous, if she suddenly disappears to be with them on her birthday, she will be suspected.
This is her concern.