After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Several boys gathered together and began to whisper. A short boy wearing glasses pushed his glasses up and said, "What happened today is really outrageous. Three of the school's most influential people gathered together. Maybe there are other reasons."

As soon as he said this, the tall boy next to him immediately bumped his shoulder and said with a sly smile, "What reason could there be? Maybe he wants to take this opportunity to stay with Nan Qiao for a while longer."

The group of people immediately burst into laughter.

Jiang Linkai carefully helped Nan Qiao into the infirmary. His brows were tightly furrowed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead due to nervousness.

Fang Xuyao ​​followed closely behind, his eyes also full of concern.

The infirmary was filled with the smell of disinfectant. The doctor sat in the chair and pushed up his glasses.

Jiang Linkai gently helped Nan Qiao sit down on the edge of the bed, and the doctor began to examine Nan Qiao's arm.

The doctor pressed gently and observed carefully, and found that there was no wound or even a trace of bruise on Nan Qiao's arm.

Jiang Linkai's face was still full of tension. He stared at the doctor and asked anxiously, "Doctor, is she seriously injured? Does she have any other injuries?"

The doctor looked up, looking at him like he was an idiot, and said unhappily, "It was just a bump from the basketball. You won't die. The skin isn't even broken, so what's the problem?"

Jiang Linkai was stunned for a moment and scratched his head awkwardly.

When Fang Xuyao ​​heard the doctor say that Nan Qiao was fine, he felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, a sense of relief flooded my heart like a tide. I was glad that I didn't really hurt her, but I also felt inexplicably lost.

Nan Qiao smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I said it's okay. Maybe it just hurt a little just now, but it's much better now."

The doctor stood up, put away his examination tools, and reminded me, "If you feel any discomfort later, come back, but as of now, there's nothing wrong."

Jiang Linkai nodded repeatedly, but he couldn't help but look at Nan Qiao's arm, as if he was still not very reassured.

Fang Xuyao ​​folded his arms across his chest, snorted softly, and said, "I told you it wouldn't be any big deal."

But his eyes betrayed him, and he looked at Nan Qiao from time to time, his concern evident in his words.

Jiang Linkai suddenly thought of something and looked at Nan Qiao with bright eyes. He said, "Nan Qiao, congratulations on winning the International Youth Invention and Creation Competition! You are truly amazing."

Nan Qiao lowered her head slightly, smiled sheepishly, and said, "It's not that great actually. I was just lucky."

Jiang Linkai shook his head slightly and retorted: "Don't be modest, I didn't expect you to be so talented."

The two chatted back and forth, and their laughter echoed in the infirmary.

Fang Xuyao, who was standing aside, looked at the two people talking and laughing, and felt jealous.

He crossed his arms, frowned slightly, and leaned against the door frame in a feigned impatience.

In fact, his ears were perked up, listening carefully to the conversation between the two.

After a while, he finally couldn't help it and urged: "Hey, if you two are okay, go away and don't linger here."

His voice sounded a little stiff, and his eyes deliberately looked away, not meeting their gaze.

Nan Qiao was slightly stunned when she heard Fang Xuyao's words, then turned to look at him and said, "Well, let's go."

Jiang Linkai glanced at Fang Xuyao ​​speechlessly. If he wanted to leave, couldn't he just leave? There was no one stopping him here.

The three of them walked out of the infirmary together, the sunlight shining on them.

Jiang Linkai walked beside Nan Qiao and continued to chat with her about inventions and creations.

Fang Xuyao ​​followed slowly behind, occasionally interjecting a few words to try to attract Nan Qiao's attention, but every time Nan Qiao responded to him, she continued to communicate happily with Jiang Linkai, which made Fang Xuyao ​​feel even more uncomfortable.

The roads in the campus are lined with green trees on both sides. The breeze blows gently, and the leaves rustle, as if witnessing this youthful and somewhat subtle scene.

After school, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the streets golden.

The driver was driving the car, Zhao Gang was sitting in the passenger seat, and Lin Yuege and Nan Qiao were sitting in the back seat by the window.

There was a quiet and somewhat solemn atmosphere in the car.

Zhao Gang glanced at Nan Qiao through the rearview mirror and was the first to break the silence: "Ms. Nan Qiao, after the competition, our Special Bureau and the higher-ups held an emergency meeting and made adjustments to many follow-up matters."

"Your safety at school is of paramount importance. From now on, there will be someone secretly protecting you and will not put you in danger again."

His voice was calm and firm, his hands were placed calmly on his legs, and his eyes were focused on the road ahead.

Lin Yue leaned slightly to the side and said gently to Nan Qiao, "We have also replanned your studies."

"Remedial classes and life skills courses will be interspersed, and time will be arranged appropriately so that you can both master the knowledge and improve your skills."

Her eyes were full of care and love.

Nan Qiao nodded slightly, looking at the receding scenery outside the window, and asked softly, "What are your plans after that?"

Zhao Gang replied, "You will travel through time again in a month. But don't worry, we will help you make sufficient preparations during this month."

The car slowly drove into the yard of the villa, and the sound of brakes rang out in the quiet atmosphere.

Zhao Gang and Lin Yue got out of the car first and helped Nan Qiao open the door.

Lin Yue said, "Today's class is physical training. Let's do some aerobic exercises on an empty stomach first."

Nan Qiao got out of the car and nodded after hearing Lin Yue's words.

Some simple training equipment are placed on the open space in the villa yard.

Lin Yue began to demonstrate the movements, and Nan Qiao followed suit seriously.

She leaped high, her arms stretched upward, each leap filled with power.

Zhao Gang watched from the side, correcting Nan Qiao's movements from time to time.

The sunlight shone on them, and soon, beads of sweat appeared on Nan Qiao's forehead, but her eyes remained firm.

After completing aerobic training, Nan Qiao took a short rest and then had dinner. After dinner, he started doing homework.

Because of the afternoon training, Nan Qiao's hand holding the pen was shaking a little.

Nan Qiao sighed. She was simply a weakling and needed to train harder.

The next morning, sunlight gently shone onto Nan Qiao's bed through the gaps in the curtains.

Nan Qiao woke up slowly and was about to stretch his body, but he felt sore all over and couldn't help but let out a hiss.

Her muscles were still tense and sore from yesterday's physical training, but she still gritted her teeth and got up to wash.

When they arrived at school, it was time for the afternoon duty, and Nan Qiao dragged his somewhat tired body to take out the trash.

Fang Xuyao ​​suddenly appeared next to the trash can in the corner of the campus.

He walked towards Nan Qiao step by step, with tension and confusion in his eyes.