I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 218 Don't Disturb Her
On the podium, the teacher raised his head inadvertently, and happened to see Ye Ziqing sleeping soundly on the table.

He immediately showed displeasure, stared at her, and said loudly, "Ye Ziqing..."

As soon as the three words were uttered, she saw the person beside her stand up suddenly, and said with a blank expression: "Teacher, I let her sleep. She is sick. She just took medicine and is very sleepy."

The implication is that-

Don't bother her.

The teacher twitched the corners of his mouth, as if wanting to get angry.

Facing the stern and dark eyes of the young man, the words came to his lips and turned in a circle, but he couldn't say them for no reason.

He looked at the sleeping girl with frowning eyebrows again, softened his tone, and muttered in wonder, "If you're sick, stay at home and rest, or go to the infirmary, what's the matter with sleeping in the classroom?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the little devil who had been studying the physics Olympiad questions in class smile and said: "Yes, teacher, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time!"

The teacher gave her an annoyed look, but after her interruption, he calmed down a lot. He waved his hand and let Yi Chen sit down.
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During class in the afternoon, Ye Ziqing asked for leave and didn't show up.

After a good night's sleep, her head was still groggy. Not only did she not feel better, but she became more and more uncomfortable.

Ye Ziqing felt that her head was like a hot pot that was burning hot, and she didn't know when it was about to explode. She coughed and coughed so much that her throat hurt, and eating throat lozenges could barely relieve it, and her nose was severely blocked. Strictly, without any strength at all.

——This is different from when she had a cold before.

In such a situation, she barely went to school and could not persist in class, and she might infect others with the cold virus.

He Yue sent her to the hospital.

After hanging the needle, Ye Ziqing obviously felt that the temperature on her forehead had subsided a lot. Although she was still a little dizzy when she shook her head, it was much better than the previous headache that seemed to explode.

When he returned to the villa, he felt that his illness was about to be cured. Ye Ziqing's appetite improved a lot. He drank a big bowl of porridge, ate a lot of vegetables, and finally gnawed on pork ribs.

He Yue looked at the girl eating like a little squirrel with a smile, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said in a warm voice: "Eat a full meal and sleep well, and go to the hospital for another injection tomorrow."

Ye Ziqing nodded.
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The next morning, after Ye Ziqing got the injection, she came out of the hospital and asked Uncle Lin to take her to school.

——She only took leave of the first two classes in the morning.

Seeing that she finally came to school, Zhou Heng hugged her excitedly, "Baby, you are finally here. I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss you so much—"

Ye Ziqing smiled, thought of something, pushed her away again, and said seriously: "I feel that my cold is not completely cured yet, stay away from me, don't get too close."

Zhou Heng Zhengyan showed a reluctant expression and looked at her eagerly.

Ye Ziqing smiled, unmoved: "Good boy, beauty comes from distance."

Jingle Bell--

Just when Zhou Heng was about to say something, the class bell rang.

She pouted her lips, so she had to give up temporarily and concentrate on listening to the class.

Ye Ziqing returned to her seat, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the person next to her who seemed to be concentrating on doing the problem, but looked this way from time to time, rolled her eyes, blinked, and asked, "Long time no see at the same table, have you seen me?" Miss me?"

... It's only half a day, and it hasn't been long.

Yi Chen pursed his slender and thin lips, did not answer her question, looked at her sideways calmly, and asked, "...have you had an injection at the hospital?"

Ye Ziqing puffed her mouth in dissatisfaction, her black and white pupils stared straight at him, her soft voice was slightly hoarse, and she asked, "Do you miss me?"

Yi Chen still avoided answering, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "...Even if you recover from illness, don't take it lightly. You need to wear more clothes. You are wearing too thin."

"Did you think of me?"

"..."

Ye Ziqing snorted softly from her nasal cavity, and turned her head away.

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Yi Chen rubbed his fingertips a few times, looking at her body turned away, his lips curved slightly.

After a while, she still didn't see her turn around, he hesitated for a moment, and replied: "...I think so."

That's more or less.

Ye Ziqing raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, her smug expression seemed to say: Wouldn't it be nice to admit it earlier?
Yi Chen looked away.
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About three classes have passed, the time for eye exercises has passed, and when the fourth class is about to begin——

Ye Ziqing suddenly felt something was wrong with her body.

Why is my head hurting again?
She closed her eyes, feeling dizzy for a while.

Raising his hand to touch his forehead, it was hot.

After a moment of silence, Ye Ziqing turned to Yi Chen and said, "I seem to have a fever again."

The boy's pen tip that landed on the paper suddenly stopped, and he raised his head.

The girl blinked blankly, "I don't know what's going on, the doctor said that it will be cured after two days of injections, why did it start to burn again?"

Ye Ziqing took out the thermos from the belly of the table, poured half a bottle of water into his belly, and said to himself: "I should be fine if I drink more hot water."

After speaking, he coughed.
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Although it is normal to have a fever once in a while, Ye Ziqing, as a patient, is extremely sensitive to her own body condition.

She had an inexplicable intuition that something was wrong with this situation.

——So she insisted on going to the hospital for an examination.

inside the hospital.

The doctor took the blood test report, nodded, and said to them, "It's really not a common cold, it's a viral cold."

After he briefly explained the difference between a common cold and a viral cold to the two of them, he lowered his head and wrote a long list of words that Ye Ziqing couldn't understand, then tore it off and handed it to her, saying, "Go get the medicine." ," paused for a moment, looked up at the door, and shouted, "Next!"
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Ye Ziqing took the new medicine prescribed by the doctor, and the symptoms of physical discomfort were obviously relieved a lot.

In less than a week, the cold was gone.

However, at the same time, the midterm exam also came.

in the examination room.

Although some courses were delayed due to illness, the progress of the first class is actually faster than that of the ordinary class, and the midterm exam is for students of all grades, so both the difficulty and the scope of the exam are based on the progress of the ordinary class.

And although she was worried about infecting others during the cold period and asked for leave, she still studied and did the questions as usual when she was at home.

Therefore, it is more than enough for Ye Ziqing to cope with the midterm exam.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Ye Ziqing lowered her head and worked on the questions, but from time to time a person coughed violently in the supposedly quiet classroom, disturbing her train of thought.

One after another, it is uncomfortable to listen to.

She frowned and looked up to find the source of the voice.

In the first row of the row near the corridor of the classroom, the thin boy was slightly bent, his left hand was covering his lips, his right hand was holding a pen, his elbow was on the table, supporting his body. When he coughed, his back trembled. The voice is hoarse and intense.

(End of this chapter)