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    date="2020-11-22"

    title="Chapter 30"

    weight="106363"

    series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

    mode = "manual"

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    When the temperature was measured, it was as high as 39 degrees2.

    Guhuai's face was already very ugly, he turned around and entered the pharmacy, and took the time to take measures to cool Qi Cheng.

    Zhu Fan was also taken aback by the temperature. He quickly told the group about the news, and when Xia Li came to the hospital with a fake slip, Han An was still behind him.

    It’s dinner time, and the two of them ran over, with fine sweat from the tips of their noses, "How are you now?"

    Qi Cheng, "Actually I feel fine."

    His face is red, but his expression is sober, and he looks handsome with a fever.

    Guhuai came over with a hanging bottle and said coldly to the rest of the people: "Let's let the light shine."

    The three hurriedly stood up and watched Guhuai pick up Qi Cheng's hand.

    The doctor was expressionless, his hands were not trembling at all, but his lips were pressed, looking for blood vessels in his hands.

    Qi Cheng stared.

    "Don't look," the doctor said softly like Cedar. "It doesn't hurt."

    "Doctor," Qi Cheng smiled, "A 1.8-meter tall man, have you misunderstood something?"

    I'm not afraid of falling and bleeding, how can be afraid of a needle.

    After speaking, the doctor has inserted the needle into the blood vessel.

    Qi Cheng, "It's like a bite of a bug."

    The three people stayed here for a while. Time was running out, and Qi Cheng urged them to eat. Xia Li handed the leave slip to Guhuai, the doctor nodded and watched them leave.

    Qi Cheng's long legs stretched out on both sides, taking up a lot of space. Guhuai stood beside him, observing the speed of the drip, and said in a deep voice, "Pay more attention to your body."

    "Doctor Guhuai," Qi Cheng looked at him, "I'm hungry."

    Guhuai, "...I'll go buy you food."

    The doctor washed his hands, endured the discomfort, left the medical room and entered the dining room.

    Fortunately, there are not many people now. After the doctor came back from the meal, Qi Cheng had already drunk a glass of water and was watching the dripping of the medicine in the bottle.

    He couldn't eat with one hand. The doctor bought him burritos and vegetables, and his heart trembled to feed Qi Cheng, half worried about vegetable oil dripping on him, and half worried about dripping on him.

    As for the other throbbing and ambiguity, the doctor felt nothing.

    After eating, Guhuai breathed a sigh of relief and put the blanket in the medical room on Qi Cheng's body, "sleep for a while."

    There was a strong blue under his eyelids, and Qi Cheng patted his side, "Sit down and rest for a while."

    Guhuai hummed, then went to wash his hands again, and wiped the chair several times with a wet tissue before finally sitting down.

    With a look of fatigue on his face visible to the naked eye, Qi Cheng softened his voice, "Sleep for a while?"

    "No," the doctor refused. "You still need to change the water."

    There were three bottles in total, but when the first bottle of water was halfway down, Guhuai still leaned on the back of his chair and closed his eyes.

    Breathing smoothly, should be asleep.

    When it was time for the needle to be withdrawn, Qi Cheng did not wake him up, so he pulled out the needle by himself.

    It was a long time before Guhuai woke up suddenly, he subconsciously looked to the side, Qi Cheng had already flipped through the medical journal and read it with relish.

    Guhuai took his hand, and the blood had already stopped. He tore off the medical tape, and the blue around the pinhole was extremely dazzling, "Why don't you wake me up."

    Qi Cheng shook his head and got up, and asked with a smile, "Doctor, how much is it?"

    The doctor was unhappy and said no.

    Qi Cheng didn't insist, but just asked him, "Have you had dinner?"

    When buying food for him, the doctor went back and forth quickly, and Qi Cheng guessed that he did not eat.

    The doctor was silent.

    "You go home first," Qi Cheng said, "I've ordered you some supper, eat and then sleep. It should be delivered after you get home. If it is later, the delivery person will yell."

    Guhuai's eyebrows moved slightly, "You..."

    Qi Cheng raised his chin and smiled, "Come on, doctor, you don't want to drive tired, and you have to eat three meals a day."

    He even applauded the car to take the doctor home.

    Being considerate makes the people he cares about feel like he is a treasure in his palm.

    When the doctor walked to the gate of the school, he still didn't respond. The car Qi Cheng called had already stopped by the road. The driver smiled, "Is it Mr. Gu?"

    Guhuai nodded, and got into the car.

    The doctor didn't recover until the car started.

    He looked at the campus in the dark outside the window and coughed dryly.

    Obviously he was younger than him, but he felt like being taken care of by the other party as a child.

    When the doctor saw Qi Cheng for the first time, he recognized Qi Cheng's hand.

    Unexpectedly, the owner of the hands in the magazine has a charm that is bigger than the hands.

    When Qi Cheng finished hanging the water, the evening self-study also ended, and it happened to run into the three Xia Li who came to look for him.

    A few people went back to the dormitory together. Xia Li and Qi Cheng said, "Qi Zhong came to see you tonight."

    He looked weird, and he knew it was not easy by looking at it. Qi Cheng thought for a while, but couldn't figure out what Qi Zhong would do with him now, "What did he do with me."

    "He came here with exercises," Xia Li scratched his head, still a little unbelievable, "It looks like he is coming to you to ask questions."

    Han An was listening next to him, unable to figure out his head, "No, they didn't have good grades in class 12?"

    "Where is Wu Yuan?"

    Qi Cheng suddenly mentioned Wu Yuan's name, and the other three were taken aback. "Wu Yuan, I didn't see him."

    "Oh," Qi Cheng reached out to Han An, "come a cigarette."

    Han An took it out to him, Qi Cheng didn't use it to draw, but turned it in his hand.

    Turn the cigarette round and round.

    No one else knew what he was thinking.

    "I didn't see Wu Yuan," Xia Li, "but Qi Zhong asked where you were. I was afraid that he would trouble you, so I went to the toilet."

    Xia Li sneered, "Anyway, he won't go to the toilet to find you, it's okay."

    Back to the dormitory to clean up, and when the lights were about to be turned off, the door of their dormitory was snapped and Xia Li, who was closest to the door, got out of bed and opened the door, "Who, it's so late."

    When the door was opened, Qi Zhong was standing outside the door with a black face.

    "What about others?"

    Just then, with a snap, the lights in the entire dormitory building went out. Only the incandescent lamp in the corridor still played the role of lighting, setting off Qi Zhong into an evil spirit.

    "Uh..." Xia Li took two steps backwards subconsciously, yelling, "Qi Cheng!"

    Help!

    Qi Cheng showed his face from the bed, "What's the matter?"

    He then met Qi Zhong's eyes.

    Qi Zhong retracted his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, frowning and said: "Are you in the toilet all night?"

    Qi Cheng wanted to laugh or not, Xia Li winked frantically. He still followed the words and said, "I went, but I went out again. Maybe I missed you."

    Qi Zhong frowned.

    Of course he knew that Qi Cheng's remarks were false. He searched all the toilets in the teaching building, and finally squatted outside the classroom in Class 3. He didn't see Qi Cheng coming out or entering.

    But he didn't say, "Are you all right?"

    I only asked this sentence.

    Qi Cheng paused instead, "It's okay."

    Qi Zhong nodded. Others thought he was going to say something, but he didn't say anything, and turned away coolly.

    Xia Li closed the door, but he was still stunned, "Isn't Qi Zhong here to look for trouble?"

    "I was scared to death," Han An lay down again, "I thought it was about to start fighting in the middle of the night."

    They were talking about what Qi Zhong meant. Qi Cheng lay on the bed with a frown, took out his mobile phone for a long time, and boarded QQ. Only then did he discover that Wu You from Class 12 had sent him a message during his evening study.

    "Are you there?"

    Only two words, it was already three hours ago.

    Qi Cheng returned him: "Something?"

    After waiting for a few seconds, the other party did not reply to the message, it should have not been seen.

    The doctor also sent him a message on WeChat, "I'm home, and the meal is delicious."

    Qi Cheng moved his fingers and sent him the message of taking an early break.

    After all the replies were answered, Qi Chengcheng planned to put down his phone to sleep.

    It's just that he just closed his eyes and the phone next to the pillow vibrated.

    His eyelids moved without opening them, and there was another vibration.

    Qi Cheng picked up the phone, and Wu You returned a message to him.

    "It's okay."

    "good night."

    The time before the school celebration became very busy because of the busyness, and in a blink of an eye, it was the time for the school celebration.

    The monitors of each class have been called to many meetings, and they have confirmed that there is still a problem with the number of people in each division. Most of the people who are busy with logistics are school staff. After confirming it over and over again, we must ensure that there will be no mistakes on the day of the school celebration.

    This time the fourth high school celebrated a great deal, and the success inspired the second high school to win. This time, the second middle school will be more grandiose on the school celebration than the fourth middle school.

    In addition to Lang Bai performing on stage, there are other singing and dancing performances. The second middle school also invited a special cross talk troupe to relax the mood for the hard-studied students.

    In the evening for self-study, the school gave the students a holiday in advance. It was stated on the radio that they would gather in front of the school hall at 9:30 tomorrow morning, and the morning speech would start at ten.

    Xia Li was called away by Teacher Yang, and Zhu Fan followed Qi Cheng out of the class, and saw a group of people playing ball in the small square.

    A lot of people around were waving the flag and shouting, it seemed that the sophomore was playing against the senior.

    Zhu Fan wanted to join in the fun, "Let's go and see?"

    Qi Cheng walked over.

    The closer you walk, you can see how intense the situation on the basketball court is.

    Qi Zhong's hair was wet with sweat and his eyes were bright. When he got the ball, he turned around, jumped up and hit the ball frame.

    Sweat followed the hair, and the people around jumped up and cheered, "Awesome Qi Zhong!"

    "Go on in high school! High school will win!"

    The cheers made the atmosphere more enthusiastic, and the people on the other side also refused to admit defeat, and their voices became louder and louder to cheer the sophomore basketball team.

    A single person can bring up a group, and finally Zhu Fan couldn't help but yelled, "Go, brothers!"

    Qi Cheng looked at it brightly, feeling ready to move. After one of Qi Zhong's teammates was exhausted, before the logistics staff asked who could replace him, Qi Cheng had already raised his hand and squeezed to the front from the crowd.

    He was tall and conspicuous. The people in the logistics team obviously knew him, and he was taken aback, "Qi Cheng, can you play basketball?"

    "Yes, and I have good physical strength," Qi Cheng smiled and pointed to the court. "Can you go?"

    Qi Zhong wiped his sweat with his clothes, and when he saw that it was him who was going to play, he was stunned.

    Wu You slapped him, "Fuck, it turned out to be Qi Cheng, has he played basketball?"

    Qi Cheng came on stage, saw Qi Zhong, and smiled at him.

    In the next whole game, Qi Zhong was like a soul out of his body. He was so confused that he didn't score a point. His previous bravery completely became a hindrance. He couldn't come back after the basketball was thrown in front of him, and he was dizzy. Almost, don't know what he thinks.

    On the contrary, Qi Cheng suddenly emerged. When he jumped up and dunked, the audience was holding their breath and waiting for the result.

    "Handsome!!!"

    "Ahhhhh!"

    "Damn another one!"

    Zhu Fan blushed with excitement, and his voice became hoarse, "Qi Cheng, one more!"

    "Did you buy him water?" someone next to him asked him.

    Zhu Fan subconsciously said: "I didn't buy it."

    After replying, he felt wrong, and turned around to see that Wu Yuan was already standing beside him with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the basketball court.

    "Go buy a bottle of water," Wu Yuan, "wait for him to come down and drink."

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