Chapter 356 Fever in the Middle of the Night

Hearing this, Jiang Nian glanced at Song Xiyun, who was wearing a mask.

“We’re talking about different things, why are you in such a hurry?”

He thought to himself, usually she avoids him like the plague, so why is she talking back now?

“How can it be like that?” Song Xiyun mumbled softly, then started coughing again, and simply continued to pretend to be dead with her head down.

The crowd leaving evening self-study was like a rushing river; the three were passively carried downstairs, where they instantly diverged in various directions.

Jiang Nian, hands in pockets, ambled all the way to the school gate. He maintained some distance from the two girls, appearing somewhat distracted.

Walking on Zhennan Long Street, their shadows intertwined in front and behind under the streetlights.

After returning home.

Jiang Nian didn’t mention the scores, and Song Xiyun was also present, making it inconvenient. The three of them always felt strange, and it would be easy for Xu Qianqian to muddle through.

He planned to make a copy of the total score sheet tomorrow and go directly to Xu Qianqian’s place in the evening to “order dishes.”

Isn’t that extremely abnormal?

Yes, it is.

Splash, the sound of washing echoed from the bathroom.

Jiang Nian looked at himself in the mirror, and the more he looked, the more he felt he had the potential to be a tycoon. After giving up on women, he started thinking about winning the lottery.

After quickly blow-drying his hair, he lay on the bed with one leg propped up. Like a little girl, he swung it back and forth, beginning to search for lottery common knowledge on his phone.

Honestly, he had never been this serious about exam preparation.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

Jiang Nian rubbed his eyes, still wanting more. This was indeed more tiring than an exam. There were too many types of lotteries, and the techniques were varied.

He didn’t look at techniques, only browsed the basic common knowledge.

He wanted to avoid appearing too strange, and also for his lottery win not to be too obvious. It would be best for buying lotteries to become a habit.

Of course, those without a cheat code are not advised to have this habit.

Paying taxes for work, and then paying taxes after work, doesn’t that mean working for nothing? If you have some money, save it and use it wisely.

For example, that Dragon.

Yes, becoming a Dragon.

As for Zhou Yuting, he gave her the card and didn’t inquire further. If it didn’t work out, he would get a definite reply tomorrow.

Although Zhou Yuting was a schemer, that didn’t mean she was unreliable.

Secondly, it wasn’t a big favor, mainly just making things convenient. Moreover, 【Verification】 was in his hands, so the result wouldn’t be wrong.

It was highly likely to succeed.

As for the card he gave out, it wasn’t his card, but Qingbao’s. It definitely had to be returned, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to ask again next time.

Qingbao doesn’t accept money, but she didn’t say she wouldn’t accept lottery tickets.

Moreover, Qingbao’s card flowing from his hand, through Zhou Yuting’s hand, going through this process, would benefit him greatly.

Without opening this door, he and Qingbao would always be teacher and student, not master and disciple.

As for Zhou Yuting, besides her many flaws, everything else about her was valuable; she actually knew quite a lot of people.

The main thing was to make the best use of everything.

This reminded him of the driver’s license matter. He still didn’t know how to repay the class monitor’s favor and hadn’t found a suitable “opening” yet.

“Class monitor…” Jiang Nian rolled on the bed, finally looking at the ceiling and muttering to himself, “What does she lack?”

Unconsciously, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Buzz buzz!

In the dim room, Jiang Nian was woken by the phone ringing. His eyes groggily opened a slit, completely dazed from sleep.

The phone glowed faintly, vibrating continuously.

“Damn it, in the middle of the night.” Jiang Nian reached for his phone, glanced at it, swiped up, and put it to his ear, “What do you want?”

Xu Qianqian’s voice came through the receiver, with a hint of panic.

“Jiang Nian, are you free now?”

Jiang Nian rubbed his eyes, “Busy playing games.”

On the other end, Xu Qianqian’s voice clearly paused for a moment. Then it resumed, but her tone was no longer as panicked.

“Xiyun seems to have a fever, her forehead is so hot, you, you, you…”

Jiang Nian flipped out of bed and grabbed a jacket.

“Stop ‘you-ing’, go open the door.”

With that, he hung up the phone.

Passing through the living room, he picked up his electric scooter keys. Donning his jacket, creak~~~, he opened the wailing iron gate.

After slowly closing the door ~ah-yi~, he, still in his cotton slippers, knocked on the opposite door.

Click.

One second later, the door opened.

Jiang Nian deliberately checked the time, half-past one in the morning.

He thought to himself, she was fine when they came back last night. How did she suddenly get a fever right after he mentioned her little cough?

“Jiang Nian.” Xu Qianqian poked her head out from behind the door, glanced at him, “Come in quickly, did you bring the electric scooter?”

Before Xu Qianqian could finish speaking, a set of keys jingled in front of her.

“Phew, that’s good.”

After entering the door.

Jiang Nian didn’t immediately walk towards the bedroom, but waited for Xu Qianqian to catch up. The more chaotic the moment, the more important the details became.

He let Xu Qianqian walk ahead and asked.

“Did you take her temperature?”

“I’m taking it, her forehead is very hot.” Xu Qianqian was also very nervous, but seeing Jiang Nian calm, she also cooled down.

“She’s still conscious, not talking nonsense.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian asked one more question.

“Is she coughing?”

“No cough.” Xu Qianqian said.

With that, she had already pushed open the bedroom door. The room was slightly stuffy, mixed with a hint of a unique sweet fragrance of a young girl.

Song Xiyun was covered by a quilt, her cheeks flushed with a sickly peach color. Her eyes were slightly squinted, looking listless.

Jiang Nian said nothing, just stood in the room and waited.

After a while, he asked Xu Qianqian to retrieve the thermometer. The latter complied, pulling out a mercury thermometer from under the quilt.

It had been kept since it was bought and had hardly ever been used.

“Can you read the number?” Jiang Nian watched for a while, then couldn’t help but complain, “You’re looking and looking, what’s the temperature?”

“It’s almost thirty-nine.” Xu Qianqian frowned, handing the thermometer to Jiang Nian, “What should we do?”

“Go to the emergency room, what else can we do?” Jiang Nian jingled the scooter keys, “Put more clothes on her, I’ll wait for you two in the living room.”

With that, he was about to leave, but Xu Qianqian pulled him back.

The other party said impatiently, “What time is it, and you’re still avoiding suspicion? I can’t dress her alone, quickly help me out.”

The two of them fumbled around for a while before finally putting Song Xiyun’s sweater on her.

Xu Qianqian then stuck a few warm pads on her clothes and wrapped her in a down jacket, before helping her out.

Song Xiyun was embarrassed throughout; her weakness was real. She hadn’t reached the point of losing consciousness and could only silently cooperate the whole time.

She was manipulated like a puppet by the two of them, and then helped out into the living room.

Finally, she couldn’t help but speak.

“Um… can I not get an injection? I’ll be fine with some medicine. A good night’s sleep will definitely make me better.”

Xu Qianqian shook her head, “Let’s still go to the emergency room, it’s not too far.”

“Sleeping can also cure illness?” Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, hesitating, “The question is, who to sleep with.”

Before he finished speaking, he immediately received a punch from Xu Qianqian.

“What time is it, and you’re still not serious.”

Jiang Nian smiled, and the three of them quietly went downstairs. They found a small hospital for emergency care; there was only one doctor on duty.

Normally, he only handles emergency cases like headaches and fevers. For more complicated illnesses, he would suggest going a few more steps to the county hospital’s emergency room.

The doctor examined Song Xiyun for a while, prescribed two bottles of IV fluid, and finally, Xu Qianqian’s medical insurance card was used.

Small community hospitals can operate this way; they ask if you are so-and-so’s daughter. Oh, in that case, bring the medical insurance card.

If Song Xiyun hadn’t brought her ID card and medical insurance card, going to the county hospital for emergency care would have cost several hundred yuan out of pocket.

While getting the IV, Song Xiyun’s eyes were so scared they almost welded shut, making Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian next to her laugh.

“Open your eyes and look, the needle is inserted into the blood vessel.” Jiang Nian said, “If you don’t believe me, ask Xu Qianqian.”

“I didn’t dare to look.” Xu Qianqian also averted her gaze.

Song Xiyun was immediately so frightened she almost cried, helplessly shaking her other hand, while the hand receiving the injection remained motionless.

“Stop talking! Don’t say another word!”

Jiang Nian smiled, ran to the bed by the door, lay down, and played on his phone. The thick curtain at the door was drawn, blocking any drafts.

The two girls chatted there, while he played two games.

After a while, the doctor came out to change the IV bottle.

Please… collect… (69shuba!)

While waiting for the game to load, Jiang Nian glanced at Song Xiyun, who was looking up at the IV drip, and couldn’t help but fall into a trance.

Would little Song, who was so afraid of injections, know that she might have to deal with hospitals for the next twenty years or more of her life?

He averted his gaze and continued playing the game.

By the time all the IV drips were finished and the three left the community hospital, it was already half past three in the morning.

Jiang Nian rode briefly with the two girls in the cold wind. After going upstairs, he stayed at the opposite door for about ten minutes before returning home.

This sudden interlude in the middle of the night left him no mind to think. After washing up again, he practically fell asleep the moment he touched the bed.

The next day.

Jiang Nian yawned as he got up and washed in front of the mirror.

At the same time, he unlocked his phone to check messages and saw a message from Xu Qianqian from the morning: Song Xiyun’s fever had broken after the injection.

Normally, he might just glance at such a message and dismiss it, as catching a cold and fever in winter is very normal.

But… Song Xiyun.

He had reason to suspect that the IV drip was treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If she got a fever again, or if the illness was prolonged, the hidden danger might be laid then.

“It seems I still need to go for a check-up,” he muttered to himself.

This matter not only concerned his mission reward 【Lottery Win】 but also determined Song Xiyun’s future fate.

A sickly person has no future.

Perhaps, even with all her might, the best outcome would be to live healthily.

Jiang Nian sighed. As he was leaving the house, he looked down and sent a WeChat message to Xu Qianqian, reminding her:

“Today is the day scores come out.”

Suddenly, Xu Qianqian’s “typing…” at the top of the chat instantly disappeared.

Three minutes later.

Jiang Nian had already gone downstairs with his bag for school, but he still hadn’t received a reply from Xu Qianqian; she seemed to be planning to play dead.

“Hiding is useless, hissing hissing.”

Soon, Xu Qianqian indeed replied.

“You’re a pervert!”

“Hissing hissing.”

No matter what Xu Qianqian said, Jiang Nian always replied with just the “hissing hissing” emoji, making Xu Qianqian completely lose her composure.

Early in the morning, Zhennan Long Street was sparsely populated, shrouded in thick fog.

Jiang Nian, feeling satisfied after being cursed at, smoothly tossed his phone into his pocket, bought a braised meat roll, and prepared to enter the school gate.

He had just taken a bite of the braised meat roll when his gaze shifted slightly. Unluckily, he met the eyes of the owner of the bun shop next door.

In that instant, Jiang Nian visibly flushed.

A shura field!

It happened so suddenly, in such an awkward way.

The owner’s gaze was desolate; he even wanted to smoke a cigarette. But he couldn’t smoke; picking up a cigarette would mean putting down the buns.

“Eating a braised meat roll, are we?”

Jiang Nian changed his posture of holding the braised meat roll five times in one second, his mind automatically playing: Breakups should be dignified~

“Ah, yes.”

Zhennan Jerry hastily fled, deciding to switch to another store tomorrow. As long as he switched quickly, there would be no sorrow, only love.

Damn it, God isn’t even allowed to change stores?

My accursed tenderness.

After entering the third-year building, Jiang Nian habitually glanced at the door of Class Four, only to witness a shocking scene.

Zhou Haifei was playing ‘touhu’ (pitch-pot) at the back of the classroom, and her attitude was extremely serious and proper.

Swish, an arrow fell into the pot.

Jiang Nian was slightly surprised, watched from a distance for a while, then quietly left.

Entering the Class Three classroom.

He habitually filled his water bottle and took his seat. The moment he took out his books in the empty classroom, his mood suddenly became cheerful.

He vaguely anticipated that class results sheet.

“Morning.” Yao Beibei, uncharacteristically early, entered from the front door of the classroom, yawning, “Bro, lend me your water card.”

Jiang Nian handed over the water card, his face full of disdain.

“Why don’t you use your own?”

Yao Beibei took the water card, about to leave, when he suddenly froze.

“Isn’t this Li Hua’s?”

“Yeah, I don’t use my own either.” Jiang Nian said as if it were the most natural thing, “If I have Li Hua’s, why wouldn’t I use it?”

“True.” Yao Beibei left, clutching the water card.

After half an hour, the classroom gradually filled up.

Li Hua had gone home for a nap and was completely revitalized. He had largely forgotten about the ‘Three Suns in the Sky’ incident from yesterday.

Jiang Nian stared at him for a while, feeling it was quite miraculous.

“Hua, what’s your total score?”

“red stone!” Li Hua sneered, “Your provocative words won’t affect me, you might as well give up early.”

Suddenly, Huang Fang in the front seat turned around, her face shy.

“Group leader, are you really 608?”

Li Hua’s Dao Heart shattered.

Morning self-study.

Zhou Yuting looked up at the dim whiteboard on the podium, slightly lost in thought, with no mind to recite ancient poetry.

She was a little annoyed because someone had asked her for a favor.

Their relationship was already like that, but Jiang Nian still sought her help, which made her feel a bit anxious and uncertain.

She turned her head towards Jiang Nian’s seat, and with a casual glance, saw the girl as bright as spring sunshine.

Zhang Ningzhi almost perfectly fulfilled a boy’s sweet and sour fantasy of a spring girl.

Even as a girl, Zhou Yuting was still drawn to Zhang Ningzhi’s aura of “all things reviving, spring arriving late.”

But such a girl was revolving around Jiang Nian.

Zhou Yuting’s gaze shifted, and when it swept past the class monitor, her sight involuntarily stopped. The cool side profile was illuminated by the golden morning light.

It was like a scene only seen in youth films, vividly playing out before her eyes.

Zhou Yuting withdrew her gaze and couldn’t help but sigh. No matter what, Jiang Nian seemed to have no reason to do that.

After two classes of apprehension, finally, she caught an opportunity before morning exercises.

In the corridor.

She walked up to Jiang Nian and handed him the remaining card.

“I agreed. I’ll tell you on QQ.”

“Alright.” Jiang Nian glanced at the card but didn’t take it, “Keep it yourself. You’d have to pay someone else anyway.”

The corridor, bright with sunlight.