Chapter 125 Don't you know you have a fever?
After washing up, Qin Zhao lay on the bed, feeling somewhat tired. The soft and comfortable blankets made her feel a little more alive.

She looked at the ceiling.

One moment her mind was filled with the words Xia Yaoyao's father had said, and the next it was with Qin Qiong's evasiveness and Lin Shi's certainty when he said he preferred his younger brother.

She lowered her eyelashes and buried herself in the blankets.

Is my son really that good?
"I originally wanted a grandson, but who knew the matchmaker would even deceive an old woman like me, insisting you were a boy. When I found out, I took you to find the matchmaker, but the person who sold you was long gone."

The child can't be replaced, and the matchmaker said they'd refund half of the referral fee. You were so little, sitting in that corner, neither crying nor making a fuss, your clothes dirty and torn, with big eyes, calling me "Grandma." It was so pitiful.

In the end, it was decided rather haphazardly. Perhaps it was fate; I was destined to have a grandson like you.

Ono, you're no less capable than those boys. But fate is cruel... If you were truly a boy, this old woman could die in peace.

In the end, when she was about to die, her eyelids had completely drooped, and it was difficult for her to open her eyes. Her eyes were cloudy and she couldn't focus at all.

She held Qin Zhao's hand, murmuring, "My dear...grandson, little...wild...grandma...I just want my dear grandson..."

My dear grandson is all I need.

She never accepted that she was a girl.

Qin Zhao should resent her, but when he saw how her illness had ravaged her beyond recognition, her skin as withered and wrinkled as tree bark covering only bones, and watched her once rough hands grow colder and colder, he couldn't help but feel a pang of resentment.

She just hoped she could stay with her a little longer.

She could scold her, hit her, give her food after she was full, and not accept that she was a girl, but she didn't want Grandma Jiang to leave.

She really has no one left.

The only person who was there for her was gone.

Qin Zhao buried his face in the blanket and remained motionless.

After a long while, she turned her head to breathe.

There was an obvious dark patch on the quilt.
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Qin Zhao didn't get up the next day. She only forced herself to get up after the alarm rang for the second time, and washed up with her eyes half-closed.

I ate a few bites of a sandwich for breakfast and then fell asleep in the car.

Lin Shi didn't get up either, so he simply asked for leave and skipped class.

"Zhaozhao, we've arrived."

Qin Zhao slowly lifted a small opening as Li Shu awakened him.

Why am I so sleepy today? Didn't you sleep well?

Qin Zhao gave a vague "Mmm": "I'm going to class now, thank you, Uncle Li."

Uncle Li said it was nothing: "Keep an eye on the car, don't let it get damaged."

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement, his steps slightly unsteady.

She forced her eyes open and walked into the classroom.

"Zhaozhao, good morning!"

Hearing Jiang Man's voice, she forced herself to cheer up and said good morning.

Jiang Man noticed that her eyelids were drooping with sleepiness: "You stayed up all night doing exam papers again?"

"..."

In the few seconds that Qin Zhao stood there thinking, he had already walked away for a while.

She stumbled and almost fell, which startled Jiang Man, who quickly caught her.

"Seriously, Zhao Zhao, you can sleep standing up!"

Qin Zhao's three eyelids opened again, turning into four eyelids. She said, "Manman, can I help you?"

"Okay."

Jiang Man supported her to prevent her from falling.

Qin Zhao was very light, so Jiang Man didn't have to exert much effort to support him.

Just as she was about to complain, a shadow suddenly fell over her head.

The newcomer was handsome and tall.

Jiang Man was stunned for a moment: "Shen—"

Shen Yanci looked down at Qin Zhao, whom she was holding, and Jiang Man lowered her voice knowingly, "Senior Shen." "What happened to her?"

"It seems like you didn't sleep well."

As Jiang Man spoke, his gaze fell on the dark circles under Shen Yanci's eyes; he hadn't slept well either.

Jiang Man's shipping radar is vibrating wildly!

Neither of them got enough rest!

What have you been doing!
Ah ah ah ah ah!

Shen Yanci's gaze was still fixed on Qin Zhao, filled with heartache, caution, and disappointment.

0 He turns his back on her after doing it? Or is it too much for 0 to handle? 1 He misunderstands that she doesn't like him!
Jiang's mind was flooded with fanfiction plots! She could barely suppress her smile, and her expression gradually became distorted.

How many times! Just how many times!
Suppressing her lewd expression, she tactfully offered her seat to Shen Yanci: "Senior Shen, you help her up. I can't quite manage it."

Shen Yanci's expression softened slightly. He hummed in agreement and placed his large hand on Qin Zhao's shoulder, letting him lean against him.

Qin Zhao had actually heard some sounds, but she couldn't open her eyes wide enough. She opened them a crack, called out "Shen Yanci," and then lost consciousness again.

When the bell rang for the second period, Qin Zhao slowly woke up.

All she could see was a white ceiling. Her groggy mind processed for a few seconds before she tried to put her hand over her eyes.

He raised his hand slightly, but couldn't move it.

Feeling restrained by something, she instinctively grasped at it, trying to figure out what it was.

The hand that was holding her tightened its grip, enveloping her hand.

She lowered her eyes and saw Shen Yanci.

He lay beside her, asleep with his eyes closed, a small shadow beneath his eyes, his right hand clutching hers.

Qin Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, she slowly pulled her hand away.

She didn't pull away, held firmly in a warm hand.

Shen Yanci opened his eyes and looked at her with his dark eyes. Because he had just woken up, his double eyelids were very deep.

His Adam's apple bobbed: "Want some water?"

Qin Zhao pulled his hand back; this time he succeeded.

She propped herself up in bed and asked, "How did I get here?"

"You have a fever, didn't you know?" he said in a hoarse voice, as he poured her a glass of water. "Are you thirsty?"

Qin Zhao felt that he needed water more than he did.

Hearing the noise, the school doctor walked around the screen and came in: "Awake?"

Qin Zhao nodded somewhat embarrassedly, since being trapped in the infirmary was truly unfortunate.

School doctor: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Zhao shook her head; she was just sleepy.

The school doctor understood: "Have you been under too much stress lately? Having trouble sleeping? Anxiety?"

Qin Zhao clenched his fists: "It's alright."

“You guys,” the school doctor said, having seen many students like this before. “You’re about to be seniors, and last semester you had to apply to schools and take exams, so it’s normal to feel a lot of pressure.”

"Don't keep it bottled up inside. This is a typical case of fever caused by a weakened immune system due to stress and anxiety. Your body is giving you signals, so you can't ignore them."

"Go see a therapist when you have free time."

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids and fidgeted with his fingers: "I'm fine psychologically."

"I didn't say you had a problem. It's just nice to chat with the teacher and find someone to confide in. You can skip class openly and legitimately, isn't that great?"

Qin Zhao remained silent.

The school doctor said, "You don't meet the criteria for medication. Rest more, drink more hot water, and don't think too much. Life is a journey, and nothing at any stage can determine you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. There are many roads to Rome, so relax."

"Perhaps the scenery on the wrong path you thought you were on is even better."

(End of this chapter)

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