fifth form

Chapter 114 I Seem to Be Sick
This morning, not only Zhang Xuezhou fell into doubt, Zhang Manqian also began to doubt life.

"I really saw you jumping down from the second floor!"

Zhang Manqian scratched her hair, struggling to understand what she saw.

But Zhang Xuezhou's body was not damaged at all, which is very abnormal.

According to common sense, it is normal for Zhang Xuezhou to take off and fall, and it is not uncommon for him to get into the emergency room.

But on Zhang Xuezhou's body, Zhang Manqian couldn't see any signs of falling injuries, but she was injured instead.

"I just walked up the stairs!"

Zhang Xuezhou doubted the authenticity of what Zhang Manqian saw, but he couldn't guarantee 100% that he didn't jump off.

If Zhang Xuezhou was really going to do such a high-risk thing again, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he couldn't do it.

He looked at the distance from the railing on the second floor to the landing, and felt that there was a high probability that he would be injured if he jumped off.

On the first day of school for freshmen, Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to be Bandage Brother again at all.

Even though his desire to fly was extremely high, Zhang Xuezhou would not be stupid enough to make such a move.

But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't rule out his subconscious actions.

There is no third party watching the scene, and the old and small also lack modern equipment such as monitoring.

Both Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian were suspicious of life for a while.

It would be fine if Zhang Xuezhou was injured. This could prove that Zhang Xuezhou jumped from upstairs, but Zhang Xuezhou's body was in perfect condition, and he couldn't even see a trace of embarrassment.

Zhang Manqian shook her head vigorously.

The madness mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou is not terrible, what is terrible is another situation.

Zhang Manqian's scalp was numb, and she felt that she might follow in the footsteps of Zhang Weimeng, Song Fengying, and Zhang Xuezhou.

In their family, Zhang Weimeng, Song Fengying, and Zhang Xuezhou were all mentally abnormal, but now it seemed that it was her turn to get sick.

Maybe Zhang Xuezhou really didn't jump off the building, that hahaha Zhang Xuezhou belonged to the illusion of her subconscious birth.

It was as if Zhang Xuezhou was imprisoned in a dream, and she also had a similar mental illness.

"It's over!"

Zhang Manqian used to think that she was the only normal member of the family, but now she is obviously showing signs of becoming abnormal.

"You really can't jump off the stairs?" Zhang Manqian asked unwillingly.

"My dear sister, why did I jump off the building? I think my life is too long." Zhang Xuezhou said: "With my physique, I have no reason to jump off the building!"

"But Dad said you skipped it once before!"

"That's an accidental fall. Stand up wherever you fall. I will never make the same mistake!"

"I……"

Zhang Manqian held her head, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"I seem to be sick!"

After a few seconds, Zhang Manqian raised her head in frustration.

"Isn't it just a damaged knee? I told you, this is all pediatrics. How many times have I persuaded you, don't learn those useless fighting skills, learn from me the ones I created in my dreams..."

While Zhang Xuezhou was nagging, Taiqing Zhenshu continued to activate.

In Zhang Xuezhou's perception, Zhang Manqian's knee bump was quickly stabilized and began to heal again.

As a technique for killing and suppressing injuries on the battlefield, Taiqingzhen technique is undoubtedly used to treat falls and injuries, which is undoubtedly a cannon to kill mosquitoes.

But Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation realm is also low, so it can only be regarded as just right at this time.

"I won't learn from you!"

Zhang Manqian rubbed her knees.

She felt herself in better shape, and the pain stopped.

As for learning those ghost symbols from Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Manqian felt that she was mentally ill, so she went to mess around with her.

In Zhang Xuezhou's dream, every second of every second of the air, it is all a dream, no matter how powerful it is, it is useless.

If she believed Zhang Xuezhou's nonsense, she might as well just practice the Nine Yin Manual provided by Zhang Weimeng.

"Let's go, I'm going to sign up!"

From the perception, Zhang Manqian's knee pain had almost healed, Zhang Xuezhou removed the too-halal technique, then shook his hands, and walked out leisurely.

"Could it be that people in our family will induce mental illness if they live together for a long time?"

Both Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying were separated, and Zhang Manqian's mind was inevitably filled with all kinds of distracting thoughts.

The disease may really be contagious. She lived with Zhang Xuezhou for more than a month, and her body was also infected.

"It's not scientific at all!"

Zhang Manqian had never seen a contagious mental illness.

She stood up sullenly and rubbed her knees again.

When she pulled up her trouser legs, Zhang Manqian saw that except for a trace of blood, the skin on her knees was not broken.

She looked at the railing on the second floor, then at the still fresh blood, and then at her undamaged knee.

Zhang Manqian only felt that the heart-wrenching pain before seemed like a hallucination.

Zhang Xuezhou is gone, and her pain is gone.

"I was obviously injured, why can't I see any wounds, it seems that I am really sick, and the situation I feel is not real!"

Zhang Manqian touched her knee, feeling more and more that she had become the fourth patient in the family.

This kind of illness comes unknowingly, and unknowingly erodes people's hearts.

Zhang Manqian shook her body, only to feel that her body was empty, she couldn't lift any strength, and her hands and feet gradually became cold.

The diligence of the past is like a joke in front of the disease.

When she was ill, Zhang Manqian felt that any effort was useless.

Without a healthy body, no matter how strong she is and how many means she has mastered, once she performs a dangerous task, she will definitely die.

She has always been confident in herself, but Zhang Manqian finds it difficult to fight against the illness.

Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying's six relatives do not recognize Zhang Xuezhou's sleep curse, and her illness may be hallucinations.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't jump off the building, everything was her illusion.

With a broken heart, Zhang Manqian climbed back to the second floor and lay on the bed with staring eyes.

"Why are you lying down in broad daylight?"

After waiting for a long time, a voice came from Zhang Manqian's ear, which brought her back to her senses.

"Why are you back again?"

Zhang Manqian wiped her eyes vigorously, only to see Zhang Xuezhou looking at her curiously, which made her pinch Zhang Xuezhou before asking.

"What are you pinching me for? It hurts me to death!" Zhang Xuezhou jumped up and said, "I'm definitely coming back after the freshman report is over!"

"It doesn't look like a hallucination, so I just lay down for a while, how did the time go by so fast?"

Zhang Manqian breathed a sigh of relief.

"What hallucinations, you jumped off the stairs in the morning and fell stupid. Let me tell you, you should be more refined as a girl, don't jump around like this at every turn, and don't pinch people..."

Zhang Xuezhou complained a lot, only to see Zhang Manqian lay down again after asking clearly.

"What's wrong with you? Is your menstrual period coming? I said you should pay attention to your menstrual period in the past. Don't act like a normal person all day long. It's fine now. After a long period of accumulation, you've rebounded, so you can't get up!"

"I am sick!"

Zhang Manqian stopped Zhang Xuezhou's chattering speculation.

"What disease?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"I also have genetic problems in my body." Zhang Manqian said in a daze, "Just like my parents, I have mental hallucinations!"

"Illusion? Didn't dad say that it belongs to the world of great writers he imagined?" Zhang Xuezhou doubted: "It's normal for him to be immersed in that state when writing. This is a common problem of literati. My mother runs around like crazy every day. hallucinations?"

"You do not understand!"

Zhang Manqian waved her hand.

As the most serious patients in the family, it is impossible for Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying to tell Zhang Xuezhou their physical symptoms, which will inevitably increase Zhang Xuezhou's psychological pressure.

Moreover, Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying had several quarrels and fights between four and five in the morning. At that time, Zhang Xuezhou slept like a pig, and he had no idea what happened between Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying.

But Zhang Manqian could hear clearly.

By comparison, Zhang Manqian felt that she had gone in the footsteps of Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying, and her condition was second only to Zhang Xuezhou.

(End of this chapter)