A pampered young lady from a prestigious family, pampered by her childhood sweetheart, a CEO.

Something seemed wrong with her. Xu Qiluo reached out and gently touched her hand. It was hot, very hot, hot enough to cook a person's hand.

"..."

Xu Qiluo was silent for three seconds, then raised her hand to cover her eyes and sighed.

Who is whose teacher?

She had a fever, a fact that made Xu Qiluo even more confused. He couldn't wake her up, there was no one around, and his relationship with his counselor wasn't bad. In fact, he had to rely on her for taking care of him and giving him advice during this time to complete all his credits and studies.

Xu Qilu thought seriously for three seconds and then said, "..."

Accept fate.

Because of the cooler weather, Xu Shuli has been reminding him to wear an extra jacket these past few days, but the person in front of him seems to be immune to the cold, wearing a pink and white skirt even in temperatures that are in the teens.

"Excuse me, wishing you peace."

Xu Qiluo sent a message to his two roommates, saying that he had left breakfast at the small window next to the entrance of the cafeteria, and asked them to come and pick it up later, and also to ask for leave for him.

My two roommates: "..." So arrogant! Extremely arrogant!

Xu Qilu quickly packed up her lesson plans and computer, put them in her bag, and then draped the coat she had just taken off over her legs and tied it in a knot.

"excuse me."

The only person he has ever hugged since he was a child is his older sister; Zhu Ping'an is the second.

He was about to pick the person up in his arms when he remembered that the school clinic was not open at that time.

"..."

What does this mean?

"Ugh…"

Xu Qiluo took out his phone, hailed a taxi, picked up the person, and turned to leave. He was tall and straight. Although Zhu Ping'an was a counselor, she was about the same height as him. Among girls, she was considered tall, but next to a boy who was over 1.8 meters tall, she looked rather petite.

Nestled quietly in his arms, her breathing even, her face flushed from the fever, she looked less stern than usual in class and more gentle and obedient.

"I hope you'll be safe and sound. I hope that when you wake up later, you won't hold a grudge against me for my failure. I only hugged you so that I could take you to the hospital."

Xu Qilu muttered a few words to himself. When he carried her out, the west playground was next to the cafeteria, and some early-rising students had already come to eat breakfast and prepare for their run.

Suddenly, the students saw the school's most popular student hugging a girl. They were so shocked that their eyes widened, and they stood there staring at them blankly.

To protect Zhu Ping'an's reputation, Xu Qiluo subconsciously lifted her up, turning her face towards his chest to avoid being seen by others.

While he turned to leave, the students quickly took out their phones and snapped a few photos.

What Xu Qiluo didn't know was that within a few hours, he was able to dominate the entire school's confession wall and forum once again, and the whole school was searching for the girl who was this.

The car was already at the door. When the driver saw that he was carrying someone, he quickly got out of the car and opened the back door for him. After Xu Qiluo got in, he said the name of a hospital, thanked him, and then put the person down next to him.

This doesn't count as skipping class. To avoid giving someone a handle to complain to his sister again, Xu Qiluo quickly took out his phone and sent his sister a message.

Xu Qiluo: Sister, my counselor has a fever and has fainted. I'm going to take her to the hospital.

Xu Qiluo: I'm not skipping class.

After not receiving a message from her for a long time, Xu Qilu smiled. At this time, many people should still be asleep. He put away his phone and glanced at the person next to him.

She was indeed not in good condition; she was dizzy and her face was flushed and hot.

Why didn't this person say a word even though they had a fever? Is attending class really that important? Isn't their own health much more important than attending class?

Upon arriving at the hospital, Xu Qiluo carried the person out again, went directly to the emergency room, and admitted them to the hospital.

This whole thing has been going on for several hours now, and my two roommates on my phone are chattering away like they've offended the heavens…

The person in the bed was receiving an IV drip, lying there quietly, like a fragile, porcelain-white doll.

The nurse came over, wearing a mask, and looked at her test results without looking up. Xu Qiluo was the only one in the entire ward.

"You're her boyfriend, right? Your girlfriend's health is so poor, why don't you pay more attention? Low blood sugar, and she doesn't eat breakfast often. Look at her stomach, it's really not good anymore. If this continues, her stomach problems will become difficult to treat. This is because she caught a cold and developed a fever..."

"I...I didn't..." Xu Qilu hesitated for a moment, her explanation failing. "Then how should we treat her next?"

"Her condition can't be completely resolved in a short time. She needs to be recuperated gradually. First, we need to bring down her fever. Later, we'll prescribe some medicine for her. You can pick up the medicine on the first floor of the outpatient department later."

"Thank you doctor."

Xu Qi sat down on the chair next to him. He didn't like coming to the hospital and rarely did. On the one hand, his mother's death had a certain impact on his and his sister's young minds, causing them to have a kind of aversion to hospitals. On the other hand, they had a private doctor at home, and the doctor would usually come directly to their doorstep if anything happened.

"He's clearly a young man, so how come his health is worse than that of a seventy or eighty-year-old?"

Xu Qilu muttered something, and seeing that she was still not awake, he simply started playing on his phone next to her.

He booked a private room, where no one else was present. There was a window in the room, and right outside was a lush, large tree. The branches of the tree shone through the window, letting in the sunlight.

Xu Qi got tired of sitting down and went to the window for some fresh air.

In the gentle breeze, the boy's hair and the shadows of the leaves were blown together, swaying gently.

"Cough cough..."

The person on the bed slowly woke up, feeling sore and weak all over, and even her head was spinning. She moved her hands and felt something was wrong with them. In just a few seconds, she realized her current situation.

I wish you peace, you really are weak.

"You're awake? Is there anything else that's bothering you? Don't move your hands, you're still on an IV drip."

He asked, his eyes gleaming with a faint light, illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window, as he stared intently at her.

A student who appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside.

Zhu Pingan knew what kind of person he was all along. On the surface, he seemed aloof and unapproachable, but in reality, the young man had a very soft and passionate heart. If you were kind to him, he would be kind to you in return.

"Thank you for bringing me to the hospital. I will transfer the medical expenses to you later."

Xu Qiluo straightened up. "These are all minor matters. The doctor said your health is very poor. If you don't take good care of yourself, there will be some bigger problems later."

Zhu Pingan tried to sit up, but one of her hands was still connected to an IV drip, and she couldn't use her other hand at all.

"Could you help me one more time? Help me sit up."

She didn't respond to him, but instead asked him for help. Perhaps because of the fever, her lips were dry and pale, but her eyes were clear.

She does indeed have a touch of the delicate beauty of a sickly woman.

"it is good."

He agreed, but how was he going to help? She was lying down; was he going to half-lift her up again?

"I need to tell you something. Things happened in a hurry just now. I carried you here. We met some students on the way. I avoided their gossip, but I can't guarantee that some rumors won't spread."

Xu Qiluo has always been straightforward and doesn't like to hide things. He had to explain everything that had just happened to her so that there wouldn't be any unnecessary trouble later.

"I know that although I was a little dizzy from the fever, I also know what it feels like to go from the ground to high in the sky."

Zhu Ping'an even joked, "I get up early, not many people have seen me, so I can just not wear this outfit when the time comes."