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"Hmm..." Shen Yicheng opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first thing he saw was the bright incandescent lamp, which made his eyes hurt, so he instinctively closed his eyes immediately.

"Teacher Shen?" Qin Zhilin's voice came from the side.

Shen Yicheng squinted his eyes, the blurry feeling around him made him very uncomfortable, so he reached out and fumbled for the tables on both sides.

Qin Zhilin was startled, and quickly reached out to hold Shen Yicheng's right arm, and handed the glasses to his left hand.

The sense of the world regaining clarity also made Shen Yicheng sober up a lot, knowing that he was lying on the hospital bed at the moment, with his right hand dripping.

"Teacher...do you feel uncomfortable there?" Qin Zhilin asked worriedly.

Only then did Shen Yicheng raise his head, look at Qin Zhilin intently, his heart ached when he saw the dark circles under his eyes, his voice was hoarse but very gentle: "Are you okay?"

"Very good," Qin Zhilin was taken aback, then said stiffly, "Well... I'll pour you some water..."

After drinking the water, Shen Yicheng and Qin Zhilin looked at each other for a long time, not knowing what to say. After a while, Shen Yicheng cleared his throat: "Are you hungry?"

"Ah, yes!" Qin Zhilin hurriedly picked up a small box of porridge from the table beside him: "The doctor said that you fainted because of hypoglycemia, and you still had a little fever. They gave you a bottle of antipyretic, and now this bottle is glucose. That... I still feel like I have to eat..."

"Thank you...thank you." Shen Yicheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, thinking that he was alone in his twenties and was actually taken care of by someone in his teens... While drinking porridge, Shen Yicheng thought: Qin Zhilin must not let Qin Zhilin talk about this matter Speak out, otherwise... Alas, it will really damage the image!

Shen Yicheng sank into his own world, Qin Zhilin looked at Shen Yicheng openly.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Qin Zhilin still felt chills down his spine. When he watched the car rushing towards Shen Yicheng, he really felt that he heard the voice of his own heartbreaking, the kind that he couldn't even fight. Shen Yicheng escaped a catastrophe, and the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe almost made him cry.

When holding Shen Yicheng horizontally to take a taxi to the hospital, I saw him frowning because of discomfort, and grabbed my collar because of insecurity...

Qin Zhilin shook his head and poured himself a glass of water.

"By the way!" Shen Yicheng really wanted to suddenly think of something: "Where's the driver? The one who made me lose money..."

"What do you think?" A smirk flashed across Qin Zhilin's face, and he quickly returned to normal: "You fainted at that time, so I must put the money first!"

"Ah?" Shen Yicheng was taken aback: "Then...how much did it cost? I'll pay you back when I go back!"

"Well... that depends on whether it counts as interest or not," Qin Zhilin said solemnly, "I spend time paying money, and I was taken aback. No matter what, I have to be reimbursed!"

"Then... how much do you want?"

"Cough cough, Mr. Lu Xun once said that wasting other people's time for no reason is killing money and killing people... If you calculate it like this... it's only two or three million!"

"You..." Shen Yicheng was speechless for a while, and finally forced out a sentence: "Keep an inch!"

The air was suddenly quiet for a long time, Qin Zhilin burst out laughing suddenly, the kind that couldn't stop, and the laugh was a little bit out of breath.

Shen Yicheng was very angry with him just now, and he gave him a glare: "What are you laughing at?"

Qin Zhilin slowed down, but still couldn't help but smiled and said: "Teacher! It is said that when people just wake up from a coma, their IQ has not yet awakened. Haha, it seems to be true..."

Shen Yi and the second monk Chengzhang couldn't figure it out: "What?"

Qin Zhilin smiled: "Where did I get the money? The money I brought would be enough for a car ride. The driver didn't hesitate at the time when he saw you lying on the ground. He probably thought he was a good master. Without further ado, I got in the car and ran away after hitting the gas pedal, haha..."

Shen Yicheng blushed a little, and coughed lightly out of shame: "Hmph...I, wouldn't I know? Don't I have to cheer you up?"

Qin Zhilin looked at Shen Yicheng with his head propped up and smiled, with a doting tone: "Yes, my homeroom teacher is the smartest..."

Shen Yicheng always felt that Qin Zhilin's words were not quite right, but he didn't know what was wrong for a while.

The drip was finished, Qin Zhilin called the nurse to pull out the needle, Shen Yicheng then paid a bunch of money, and it took a long time before he left the hospital.

Shen Yicheng looked at his watch, it was less than 05:30, this hospital is very close to the school, for some reason, there is always a hospital near the school... Shen Yicheng thought.

"Would you like to go back?" Qin Zhilin asked from the side.

"Of course I have to walk back! It's too expensive to take a taxi here!"

"I'm a little worried about your body..."

Shen Yicheng rolled his eyes at him: "Get out! When did I become so weak?"

Qin Zhilin smiled, and happily walked home with Shen Yicheng.

When crossing the road, Shen Yicheng stretched out his hand to pull Qin Zhilin again, but this time Qin Zhilin not only did not hide, but passed his arm very cooperatively.

Shen Yicheng frowned: "Aren't you going to hide?"

"Hmm~" Qin Zhilin smiled: "It's quite interesting to feel being led across the road by someone who was almost knocked into the air!"

Shen Yicheng shook off Qin Zhilin's arm angrily: "Shut up!"

"Haha, teacher, I was wrong..." Qin Zhilin stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Shen Yicheng's arm and shook it: "Teacher, you have to be responsible to the end!"

The two heads fought all the way to the community, Shen Yicheng felt that his majesty was in jeopardy, especially now, Qin Zhilin couldn't be suppressed at all!

"Teacher...huh?"

Before Shen Yicheng could react, Qin Zhilin ran past him like a gust of wind.

Shen Yicheng regained his composure, seeing Qin Zhilin help the person who was leaning against the door of his house...it should be his mother.

Shen Yicheng hurried forward to help, and took out the key from Qin Zhilin's pocket to open the door.

"Ahem, Zhilin..." Qin's mother opened her eyes with difficulty, and after seeing Qin Zhilin clearly, she stretched out her hand and pulled Qin Zhilin's collar and shook it wildly: "You...why did you go? My parents don't want me, Xuanshe doesn't want me, and you don't want me either! Cough cough..."

The movements of Shen Yicheng's hands paused, and he frowned indistinctly: Xuan She?I seem to have seen this name somewhere...

However, Qin's mother obviously drank too much, she passed out after talking indiscriminately, Qin Zhilin helped her into the back room, the scene was surprisingly similar, Shen Yicheng was standing in the living room again at a loss...

"That... your mother... is she okay?"

"Hmm..." Qin Zhilin nodded.

"Are you going to eat?" Shen Yicheng thought for a while, although he drank a bowl of porridge in the afternoon, he didn't know if Qin Zhilin had eaten: "Shall I serve you a bowl of noodles?"

"..." Qin Zhilin glanced at his mother's room uneasy, nodded after hesitating, "Okay..."

I have to say that Shen Yicheng is still very good at cooking noodles.

As a person who is extremely reluctant to go out, he can't starve himself to death at home. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. Shen Yicheng feels that he is quite talented in cooking instant noodles...

"Ahem...how is it? Delicious!" Shen Yicheng actually felt a little nervous, waiting for his answer with anticipation.

"I...have the right to say it's not delicious?" Qin Zhilin asked with chopsticks holding his noodles.

"No!" Shen Yicheng paused.

Qin Zhilin was really hungry. He drank a bowl of porridge for Shen Yicheng at the hospital at noon, and he was no longer hungry.

I have to say that although it is instant noodles, Shen Yicheng cooks it very well. With the addition of poached eggs and some ham sausage, if it can be served with pickled mustard, it will be a luxurious instant noodle set...

"It's much more delicious than the ones in the restaurant." Qin Zhilin gave a very high evaluation.

Shen Yicheng nodded in satisfaction, sat across from him and picked up a book to read.

""A Collection of Analysis of the Nobility of the Liang Dynasty" (a history book made up, it's an advertisement, right?)?" Qin Zhilin looked up.

"Yes," Shen Yicheng adjusted his glasses: "Have you seen it?"

"Of course not... I just feel... as a Chinese teacher, you actually read such a professional history and academic book..." He bowed his head and ate noodles in embarrassment.

"You don't know that. My goal in life is to study classical literature, especially those of the Liang Dynasty." Shen Yicheng seemed to recall the past: "Speaking of which, there is another story. When I was a sophomore, Imperial Capital University got a A nationwide writing competition. At that time, there was a girl named...Chen Zimo? Xu Zi...No, a little girl from Su Zimo wrote an article about Liang Chaozi Junhou. The viewpoint was quite novel and the analysis was very thorough. It was very inspiring, and the school even gave her a letter of recommendation! I thought I would study with her in the future, but unfortunately she didn’t go to Beijing University in the end... I don’t know where to go to university now..."

"Oh," Qin Zhilin didn't understand what the ancients had to study, so he ate the noodles in a few mouthfuls: "I'm done."

"Okay, go and wash the dishes." Shen Yicheng sat down on the sofa in the living room with a book in hand: "By the way, add the pot."

"..." Qin Zhilin gave him a dark look, watching Shen Yicheng huddled up like a kitten reading a book on the sofa, and walked towards the sink with the bowl in his hands, thinking he was unlucky.

After a while, Qin Zhilin stretched out his arms wearily: I didn't expect my arms to be so sore after washing...

"Thanks for your hard work, you should go back to rest early!" Shen Yicheng closed the book and yawned. In fact, it was only ten o'clock, but it might be because of his illness. .”

"Okay, goodbye, teacher." Qin Zhilin walked to the door and reached out to touch his trouser pocket.

……

"What's wrong?" Shen Yicheng asked after seeing him standing at the door for a long time.

"It seems that I... didn't bring the house key..."

...the most afraid of the sudden silence in the air...

"My mother was drunk and couldn't hear the knock on the door..."

...the air is quieter...

"So... are you going to ask me to borrow a quilt to sleep on the street?" Shen Yicheng asked.

"...Can I have an extra pillow?"

The author has something to say: Comrades!My pupils are dilated!Can't see too bright light!Successfully found an excuse for procrastination!

but!I, He Lingqianmo, am I like that? ? ?

The answer is yes!

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