What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"07786, how is he?"

He didn't know why 07786 had been ignoring him recently. This time he asked it because he really didn't know the situation over there, and he was a little anxious.

Lu Jinan had just finished class at school when he received a call from Wu Jincheng. He ran downstairs in a hurry, but missed the last few steps.

The whole body lost balance and fell down.

After being helped up by a passing student, Lu Jinan thanked him and hurriedly limped towards the garage. The person behind him looked worried and quickly ran up to support him.

"Teacher, why don't you go to the infirmary to see if your foot is sprained."

"fine."

More and more people came up and down the stairs, and when they saw Lu Jinan being supported, they all gathered around him.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"The teacher accidentally stepped on air just now, and I plan to help him to the infirmary."

Lu Jinan waved his hand, a smile forming on his lips, "It's okay, you guys go back to the dormitory and rest early, the teacher will go by himself."

Then Lu Jinan pushed them and tried to walk out by himself.

However, the moment he moved his legs, the piercing pain made him instantly weak. He couldn't help but gasp.

"What's wrong? Why are you hanging around here instead of going back to the dormitory?"

Lu Jinan looked down at his ankle which could not move and the increasing noise around him, and a hint of annoyance appeared between his brows.

"Lu Jinan? What's wrong with you?"

The student next to him was about to explain to him when the person next to him grabbed his arm.

"I sprained my ankle, Teacher Qi. I have something urgent to do. Could you please give me a ride?"

Qi Yan looked at the anxious person in front of him and directly put his arm across his shoulders.

"Okay, you guys should hurry back to the dormitory. I'll take care of Teacher Lu."

The students dispersed one after another.

Qi Yan listened to the man's cold breath with every step he took, and when he lowered his head, he saw a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"How about I carry you on my back?"

Lu Jinan waved his hand. Qi Yan saw that the man's lips had turned pale, but he was still trying to be strong, so he just picked him up sideways.

Lu Jinan opened his eyes wide and his body tensed up for a moment.

Qi Yan looked at his frightened face, and couldn't help but curl his lips. "Isn't it urgent? If you leave like this, it will take forever."

Qi Yan carried the man to the garage in two or three steps, carried him into the passenger seat, and when he helped him fasten his seat belt, his nose touched his earlobe.

Lu Jinan stopped his hand and looked up at him, "Teacher Qi, I just sprained my ankle, my hand is fine."

Qi Yan looked at his serious expression and chuckled. He leaned in front of him, and the distance between them was only a few inches.

"Has anyone ever said that Teacher Lu looks like a cat?"

Lu Jinan frowned and pushed the person away, "It's okay, but there are people who say it looks like a fox."

Qi Yan stepped back, helped him close the car door, and then walked to the driver's seat and sat down.

When they arrived at the location designated by Lu Jinan, Qi Yan wanted to carry him down, but Lu Jinan refused.

"You're not that fragile. I'll just hold you by my arm."

Qi Yan looked at the expressionless person in front of him and lowered his eyes.

"No more hurry?"

"No rush." ​​Lu Jinan pursed his pale lips, and when he was not smiling, he looked indifferent and cold.

While in the car, he received the message from 07786.

He's fine.

When they arrived at the door, Lu Jinan unlocked the door. Wu Jincheng had been waiting there early. When he saw the man supporting Lu Jinan, he blinked.

Lu Jinan found someone else to support him, turned to Qi Yan and said, "It's too late tonight, so I won't invite you in to sit for a while. Thank you for tonight, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Qi Yan stretched out his hand and wanted to scratch his hair, but was stared back by Lu Jinan.

He withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Well, the kitten is too alert.

He smiled and left, secretly noting down his house number.

Wu Jincheng helped Lu Jinan in, "Teacher, he..."

"He's fine, right?" Lu Jinan looked at him calmly.

Wu Jincheng didn't dare to look at him, and his hand on the person he was holding tightened unnaturally.

"Lao Lu!"

Lu Kuangye bounded out of the room, a smile on his face. Lu Jinan looked at his feet, which were tightly wrapped in layers of bandages. He leaned forward slightly, trying to maintain his balance, while his other intact foot moved forward cautiously, as if he was afraid of falling to the ground if he wasn't careful.

Just like that, he limped slowly towards Lu Jinan.

Lu Jinan pursed his lips.

07786It's impossible to lie to him.

Then the only person who deceived him was...

Forget it

"I'm glad you're okay." The plain words were like a stone thrown into the sea.

Lu Jinan glanced at him, then turned and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Instead of holding Wu Jincheng's outstretched arm, he walked slowly by himself, and every step he took seemed extremely difficult and painful.

To be honest, he was a little angry, and the tingling in his feet irritated his nerves all the time.

07786's sudden indifference, Mo Li's repeated entanglement, Lu Kuangye's thoughts, the two children's studies, harassment in the workplace and a bunch of troubles in reality.

All the work fell on him, making Lu Jinan feel overwhelmed.

If I stay here for too long, I'm afraid I'll lose control.

The person behind him jumped forward quickly and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve.

"Let go."

Lu Kuangye tried to grab it again, but this time he was thrown back.

He stared blankly at his hand that was thrown back at him, standing stiffly in place.

"Is it interesting?"

"Is it fun to joke about your own body?"

His expression was stern, and his clear voice contained suppressed anger.

The rapid heartbeat was deafening, and blood began to seep out of the thick bandage. Lu Kuangye lowered his head and began to panic.

Lu Jinan turned his head and finally realized that his tone was too harsh. He turned around and the corner of his clothes was gently pulled by the person behind him.

"Don't... go."

He heard his voice trembling, and he didn't know what he was afraid of.

"I was wrong." He moved his injured foot behind him to cover it. "I won't do it again next time."

Wu Jincheng wanted to go up and say a few words, but looking at Lu Kuangye's expression, he pursed his lips and stopped interfering.

"If someone calls you today."

"They said I died in a car accident."

Lu Kuangye's pupils shrank, and he no longer cared about anything else and hugged the person tightly from behind.

"Bullshit!" He trembled as if he was gritting his teeth, but he couldn't help it.

Lu Jinan slowly turned around, holding his face with both hands, his eyes calm, "Look, this is how I felt just now, Xiaoye, no matter what we say or do, we must learn to put ourselves in others' shoes."

The person buried his head in his chest, sniffed his nose and nodded gently, his eyes like pearls that had broken off the string, leaving tear pits of varying depths on Lu Jinan's coat.

"Well... stop talking."

"I know I was wrong."

There was a cry from below, and Lu Jinan sighed, "You're still a child, you get scared and cry so easily."

She stretched out her hand and was about to rub it, but her eyes flashed with thought, and she finally put her hand down and didn't put it on his head again.

"You guys have a good rest, you still have classes tomorrow."

He gently pulled the person away, no longer looking at the distraught person behind him, and walked towards his room.

Close the door.

Lu Kuangye closed his eyes, walked back to his room without saying a word, and closed the door.

Wu Jincheng covered his eyes and tiredly delivered the first aid kits to the rooms on both sides.

After delivering the goods to Lu Jinan, he knocked on the door of the other house.

He was pulled in, the door was closed and locked, and an arm was directly locked and pinned against the wall.

There was calmness in his eyes as he looked at the angry person in front of him.

"Was it you who reported to him that I was fine?"