My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 97 The Penguin on the Ice and Snow
The exam time was slowly passing by. After dealing with the simple and answerable questions, the candidates around them started to tackle the difficult problems, and they began to frown after writing the word "solution".

But Fu Chengque became more and more energetic.

Her face was flushed, she was writing vigorously, her head was shaking, it was full of water!

Very refreshing and comfortable.

[Overrun] is playing a magical role, quickly repairing her body.

The conversion of "Power of Faith" continued to increase, either quickly or slowly.Fu Chengque can perceive the rhythm of Wen Yu's problem-solving from the rate of increase and decrease-when encountering difficult problems, the increase will be relatively slow, or even not increase after a while; when encountering simple problems, just There will be more.

However, it seems that the more the increase, the weaker the recovery brought by each addition. The effect of the initial "0.1" and the current "0.1" on the body is obviously different.

She thought she could increase it infinitely, and when the time came to perform shredded radishes, it would not be a dream to earn thousands of dollars a month.

Well, humans, after all, have limits.

She had some regrets in her heart. If the empress failed, she would always be troubled by these things.

She raised her head slightly to glance at the people around her, and covered her mouth with a small snicker.

……

After finishing the last question, Fu Chengque wiped off his sweat.

I don't know if this sweat is due to anxiety or forced out by illness, but it's not comfortable. She wants to go back to take a bath early.

The topic is finished, but the time to hand in the paper is not far away, Fu Chengque sighed.The first time was spent recovering, wasting a long time, if I knew I would have activated the skill this morning, why bother delaying until now——

The ass was also stabbed with a needle, it hurts to death!
Looking away from the corner of the eye, I saw a familiar figure standing outside the classroom.

Looking at each other, she smiled slightly.

After lowering his eyes to settle down, he made a rough check again, and then heard the invigilator give the final ultimatum, "Stop writing and collect the papers."After a while, the teacher left with the paper in his hand.

Fu Chengque sat on the chair and let out a long breath.

She took a break, and saw Wen Yu enter through the front door, quickly approaching her with a concerned face.

"How's your body?"

"Did you hand in the paper so early!"

"I asked how you are doing."

"All right!"

"Really? So soon?" Wen Yu was dubious. He wanted to touch his forehead, but there were people around.

Fu Chengque snorted, "Who am I? I'm the Empress. I just have a fever. If you want to recover, you can recover! I'm completely cured! Wahahaha——"

Fu Chengque swelled up, feeling that his whole body was full of strength, and he was about to stand up immediately, but his feet were still swollen, his thighs were weak, and when he was halfway up, he sat back on the chair abruptly.

Right now, he was firmly pressed against the injection site.

At this moment, Fu Chengque only felt that her soul had ascended to heaven on the spot.

She let out a scream of "嗤", and lay down on the table, poking out half of her buttocks and trembling with pain.

While trembling, he also let out a muffled groan: "Uh woo woo woo..."

Seeing this scene, Wen Yu opened his mouth in a daze, but instead of showing sympathy in his heart, he drew a long line of melancholy——

My green plum, if I knew I would not be in contact with you after rebirth, it would be the white moonlight in my heart, a cold wound.

You are like this now, which also makes me very confused. Why did I think you were the distant and cold snow on the high mountain?

After this rebirth, I realized that you are not ice and snow, you are clearly a penguin standing on the ice and snow, slipped on your feet, and rolled down the mountain...

It was as if a layer of tulle had been removed from his heart at this moment, and the haze was lifted, revealing Fu Chengque's slightly real appearance.

Looking at Fu Chengque, who was holding back the pain with all his might, he felt angry and funny.

He couldn't help touching the girl's trembling shoulder, "Are you okay..."

Fu Chengque slowly raised her head, her eyes were bright, she bit her lower lip, and said firmly, "Woo...no...nothing."

"Sit down and rest, it's all right anyway."

"well."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the three of Xiaogua appeared outside the classroom, poking their heads. When they saw the two in the classroom, they rushed over quickly.

As soon as Xiaogua came over, he hugged Fu Chengque's head and felt distressed, "Chengque Chengque, are you okay, woohoo, you look so pitiful." There was also feedback from Fu Chengque's body that seemed to be twitching.

She panicked, turned her head and immediately said to everyone: "Call Orange Que an ambulance, Cheng Que is so sick and shaking!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ling and Lu Min were also taken aback. They stepped forward to test Fu Chengque, and they trembled when they touched it, and their faces changed color.

"It's broken, I'm really shaking!"

"Should I call an ambulance?" Lu Min took out his phone and was about to press it.

At this time, Fu Chengque hurriedly got out of Xiaogua's arms, poked his head out, showed a warm smile, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I just accidentally touched the injection site, and it hurts a bit."

The three confirmed it, and Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaogua patted her chest, "Scared me, it's fine as long as it's fine..."

Fang Ling observed for a while, and shouted: "Ah, no wonder Wen Yu didn't respond, he was just smiling!"

Lu Min stepped forward and touched Fu Chengque's forehead, "No wonder you look more energetic, the fever has really subsided."

Xiaogua glared at Wen Yu, "Wen Yu has no conscience, just looking at the pain of the orange bird is not comforting."

"really!"

Wen Yu pointed at Fu Chengque, "She insisted on standing up and saying she was fine, but when she stood up and sat down again, I felt that she would have to suffer a lot. Otherwise, she would be sick like this morning. It’s too late, just hold back and delay things.”

Xiaogua let go of her hand, looked at Fu Chengque, and said seriously: "Wen Yu is right, Chengque, you make us worry to death."

Fang Ling said: "Indeed! If I said it earlier, I would be fine if I took a cold medicine in the morning..."

Lu Min also nodded.

Seeing this, Fu Chengque struggled sadly and cried out: "I'm a patient, you guys are bullying me..."

"You can't move around, take a good rest."

"You still know that you are a patient?"

"Stupid orange bird, be obedient!"

Fu Chengque: "..."

Wen Yu watched from the side and smiled.

When the three of them saw it, the muzzle immediately turned around.

"You are still laughing, Wen Yu, you are also responsible! You are so stupid!"

"If Orange Bird has any problems, you will be the first to find me!"

"That's right, Wen Yu is the most stupid."

Wen Yu: "..."

Fu Chengque: "Hahaha..."

At the end of the first month, the final exam, the emperor fought with illness.All the ministers in the cabinet lamented the fearlessness of the emperor and blamed him.The military division failed to observe, and all the officials were angry and scolded him severely.Emperor Joy.

Fu Chengque's hearty laughter also reassured everyone.

They packed up their things and went out of the school together. After saying goodbye, they went home separately.

On the way back, Fu Chengque kept thinking about one thing, that is, what should she do to express her gratitude and apology to Wen Yu?

A little more grand, or a little simpler, is the gift okay?Or should I just say thank you in a normal way?

However, whether it is thanks or apology, the deep "help her recover quickly because Wen Yu kept saying her name" cannot be said, the reason that can be provided is "thank you for taking care of her these two days", in this case... …

Is it okay to invite him to a meal that he cooks in an unpretentious manner?
Will he like it?

(End of this chapter)