Laughing astray

Over there, Lin Sihang went to arrange a time to meet Bai Jingguo. Although Cong Xiaoyi didn't give it much thought, to be honest, he was still thinking about it. Before the midterm exam, the atmosphere in the school, especially the senior year, was tense. Few people who have studied well are driving the atmosphere. When Cong Xiao entered the class, many people were actually sitting in their seats and reading.

Wang Bin also recited words again for the first time. Cong Xiao looked at the seat in front. Ma Xuanyu's seat was empty. Yan Zihan made him some oatmeal before going out in the morning. After sleeping all night, his body was not the same as yesterday So uncomfortable, Cong Xiaoyi slowly pressed his butt against the stool, and Wang Bin, who hadn't sat down in front of him, suddenly came back to his senses, "You're here!"

"Grass!" Cong Xiaoyi let out a muffled snort, his legs went limp from Wang Bin's fright, and his buttocks slumped heavily against the stool as soon as he regained his strength, "You're here, why are you here?"

"What am I doing?" Wang Bin was puzzled, and took out a few bottles of drinks from his desk pocket, "My mother asked for a drink yesterday, and my dad wholesaled a box, so I'll bring you some bottles."

"Thank you, good brother." Cong Xiao sighed. After all, this trauma cannot be publicized. Wang Bin didn't see it either, and turned around cheerfully.

The self-study old class came very early, and entered the classroom before the bell rang, holding a large handful of papers, Cong Xiaoyi yawned with tears in his eyes, and could hear a few students in the class in a daze sigh.

For the simulation exercise, the old class gave me half an hour to do it by myself first, and then I will teach the paper directly in the next class.

When the paper was in Cong Xiao's hand, the bell rang just in time, and there were a few hurried footsteps outside, the class was quiet, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the old bear came in panting, without looking up Podium, "I'm sorry I'm late! Make up for you, class teacher?"

A few students in the front row began to hold back their laughter, and the old class also laughed a few times, "I got the class first!"

"That's all right!" Old Xiong wiped the sweat from his forehead from anxiety, and took out a large handful of papers from his bulging bag, "I copied the practice papers, you can help me after class." Send them!"

"Okay." Lao Ban nodded and took it.

"There are papers again!" A boy in the front row sighed, "It's so stressful, so stressful!"

"Pressure?" Old Xiong raised his eyebrows and stood there with his hips on his back. "You can't pass the college entrance examination. If you can't find a girlfriend, you will be stressed!"

"I have a girlfriend!" The boy raised his hand.

"Listen? Call the parents later!" The old bear pointed to the boy and said to the old class, "I recruited before asking!"

"We are in free love." The boy knew that the old bear was joking, so he continued without paying attention, "It has nothing to do with my university."

"It's okay?" Old Xiong rubbed his nose with his hand, "At first I just doubted your girlfriend's vision, but now I doubt her IQ."

The whole class laughed, Lao Xiong was very satisfied with the effect, and happily put his bag on his back, "Remember to do the paper! Before you can't go to university, you should look in the mirror. You are already ugly and uneducated, tsk tsk , it's terrible!"

Cong Xiaoyi didn't understand the question very much, and he didn't think about taking the university entrance exam anyway, and doing the papers was just an ordinary practice. Cong Xiao sneaked a half-hour WeChat message with Yan Zihan under the seat, and rushed to chat with Yan Zihan before the bell rang. Yan Zihan agreed to go to the hospital after school in the afternoon.

Counting the time, if you want to go to the neighboring city, you have to start signing up now, Cong Xiaoyi sighed inwardly, the time is not long or short, before he leaves, he can't imagine what will happen.

Cong Jiyun stayed in the hospital for one night by himself, and the nurses helped to take care of him. Cong Xiao didn't dare to waste time after school, and rushed to the hospital with Yan Zihan to buy food in a hurry.

Originally planning to go to Yang Shuo to find out about the situation, Cong Xiao thought about it and came to the ward first. Cong Jiyun was lying on the bed watching TV, covered with a quilt, he looked a little dozed off, listening to the voice at the door. Cong Jiyun turned his head to this side in a daze.

"How is it?" Cong Xiao threw his bag on the chair beside him, the window of the ward was open, and hurried over to close it, "Why don't you close the window when you sleep!"

Cong Jiyun shook his head, and Yan Zihan helped to shake the bed up a little, "I bought porridge, drink it while it's hot."

Cong Jiyun sat up, looking a bit listless, Cong Xiaoyi took out the medicine that Cong Jiyun wanted to take from the drawer, and prepared the medicine according to the instructions, "Tell me right away if you feel uncomfortable, don't procrastinate." ,Do you understand?"

Yang Shuo came to the ward when Cong Xiaoyi was cleaning up the trash, and Yan Zihan was helping Cong Xiaoyi hold up the trash bag, "Are they all there?"

"Ah." Cong Xiao kept getting up, not knowing why he felt a little nervous when he saw Yang Shuo, and he was afraid of hearing some bad news.

Yan Zihan also stopped what he was doing, "I just ate."

"Okay." Yang Shuo nodded, took out the notebook he had been carrying from under his arm, opened it, and looked at it, "It's nothing serious, here today I prescribed a few more medicines according to the chemotherapy plan, to match the current medicines. Take medication for now."

"There are a lot of medicines now!" Cong Xiao frowned, "Isn't it okay to have injections and infusions?"

"One part is for injection, and the other part has to be eaten." Yang Shuo pursed his lips, then turned to look at Cong Ji Yun on the hospital bed, "The injury on the neck has recovered very well, as long as the body's immunity keeps up, Just keep it up until the next chemo starts."

As soon as Cong Xiao heard that Yang Shuo was tactfully comforting him, he also knew that Yang Shuo had no intention of telling Cong Jiyun about her illness, "Okay."

"That's right." Yang Shuo tucked the notebook under his arm again, and said to Cong Ji Yun, "You can try to start talking, the healing of the wound won't affect your speaking."

This is good news, Yang Shuo said hello and left with a smile, Cong Xiaoyi and Yan Zihan looked at each other, and saw Cong Ji Yun at the same time.

To be honest, Cong Jiyun is not used to Cong Jiyun's quiet appearance. Cong Jiyun's voice is exhausted, and it seems like a different person. Because of Bai Jingguo, because of that broken family, it became what Cong Xiaoyi remembered.

"Well, try to make a sound." Cong Xiaoyi sat by the hospital bed.

Yan Zihan turned around and poured a glass of warm water, "Drink some water first."

Taking it from Ji Yun, she could clearly feel that she was a little nervous, Cong Xiao seemed to hold onto Ji Yun's hand as a comfort, "Try."

Yan Zihan was also a little nervous, as if he was expecting a newborn baby to cry.

After taking a sip of water from Ji Yun, he was silent for a while, then stared at Cong Xiaoyi and slowly opened his mouth, "Smile, smile."

The voice was a bit dry and hoarse, and the original tone could not be heard, but Cong Xiao slowly let go of his heart, and smiled at Yan Zihan.

"Ah, mom, did you call me?"