Falling Heart

Chapter 17 Sending You to the Infirmary
Shen Qing paused, turned her head stiffly, "Teacher, can I ask for leave?"

Zhang Jianshan smiled kindly, "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?"

She was about to nod, but when she turned around, she realized that all eyes in the classroom were on her.

Shen Qing gritted her teeth, "It's okay, teacher, I can run."

He smiled and nodded, "That's good, our school pays great attention to the combination of work and rest."

Being at the same table with Xie Mingchao is enough to arouse public outrage, if the first run is empty, they are afraid that they will hate themselves even more.

Luckily, she thought, just exercising properly should be fine.

Shen Qing returned to her seat and whispered to the people beside her: "Student Xie, do you know how big the exercise range is?"

He kept moving, "Run around the complex building twice from teaching building No. [-]."

Teaching building No. [-] is for the second grade, and the comprehensive building is the building where Shen Qing reported. She remembers that it was far away from here, and she followed Sun Bingchun for a long time that day.

It's over, her body probably won't be able to bear it.

Shen Qing was already regretting that she agreed to take part in the exercise for her good face, and she pressed her waist and rubbed it distressedly.

Xie Mingchao caught a glimpse of her movements from the corner of his eye, and said in a loose tone, "Your waist, I'm sorry."

She subconsciously responded: "It's okay..." Then she looked at him in a daze, "Waist?"

He rarely explained patiently: "Well, I pulled you too hard."

"It's not your problem, it's because I twisted it when I was moving something yesterday." Shen Qing didn't expect Xie Mingchao to take the initiative to apologize, and her consciousness was still in a dazed state, "You don't need to apologize for this."

move things?Xie Mingchao inexplicably remembered the movement upstairs last night, and Shen Qing also happened to live in Taoyuan Community.

He hesitated and asked, "Where do you live..."

"Students, student Shen Qing's composition has been urgently printed!" Zhang Jianshan's joyful voice came from far to near, and the voice came first before anyone arrived.

Shen Qing looked at the stack of papers Zhang Jianshan was holding in his hand in disbelief. Her composition was printed?

Zhang Jianshan shook the paper, "Come on, the representative of the Chinese class will distribute it."

The class representative was a dark-skinned boy wearing glasses, and he admired the kung fu he handed out.

His expression changed from initial scrutiny to doubt, and then he stopped counting the papers in shock.

The two girls in the front row were Xie Mingchao's number one girlfriend fans in Class [-]. Seeing Kong Guang was stunned, they quickly grabbed one.

The girl obviously didn't believe it, "I don't believe she wrote it herself!"

Her deskmate also echoed: "Shen Qing didn't take part in the entrance examination, who can prove whether she took it home to check the information and wrote it?"

"I can prove it."

The voice from the corner came clearly, and everyone turned around following the sound.

Seeing that it was Xie Mingchao, the expressions of the two girls changed.

Shen Qing was slightly surprised, and poked his waist under the table with a pen, "Hey, why are you..."

Xie Mingchao moved to the left calmly, his brows frowned slightly, and his emotionless eyes swept over the two of them.

The two of them shrank back guiltily.

"She wrote it in chemistry class yesterday afternoon, starting with the first line about the properties of oils and fats."

Shen Qing: You don't need to remember it so clearly...

Everyone knew that she was not paying attention in class.

Zhang Jianshan coughed twice to ease the atmosphere, "So this composition by student Shen Qing can be guaranteed to be original, everyone can watch it with confidence."

Shen Qing felt ashamed that her random moaning without illness was watched by everyone, so when the copy version was sent to her, she didn't even read it, and gave it to Xie Mingchao directly.

"Give it to you as a draft paper."

Seeing how her hands were trying to cover her eyes, he still took it.

When Shen Qing heard that the whole grade was reading her composition, she was so embarrassed that she wished she could go to the playground for a couple of laps in the next second.

The new book was given to her by Zhang Jianshan during the morning self-study, but she didn't have the heart to listen to the class at all in the next two classes, because the old problem of dysmenorrhea happened again.

Xie Mingchao felt his desktop trembling faintly, and looked sideways at her.

Shen Qing was lying on the table, sitting with her knees together, her legs resting on the crossbar of the chair, leaning against the drawer, her hands resting on her abdomen, her body trembling slightly.

He glanced at the math teacher on the podium, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

She barely turned half of her face to the side, her complexion was pale, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Shen Qing cheered up, moved the corners of her mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's just... a stomachache."

Xie Mingchao instantly understood her current situation, closed his pen and prepared to get up.

"I'll take you to the infirmary."

"Don't..." She begged in a low voice with a bitter face, "I will be killed by your girlfriend."

"I'm not a celebrity, I'm just an ordinary high school student." He narrowed his eyebrows coldly, "My classmates are just classmates, so you don't need to care about their opinions."

Shen Qing was about to pass out from the pain, a layer of white mist had appeared in front of her eyes, and Xie Mingchao's face also began to blur.Then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

He tried to call her, "Hello, Shen Qing."

But she had passed out and had no reaction at all.

The math teacher noticed the movement in the corner, stopped the lecture, and walked towards them quickly.

"what happened?"

Xie Mingchao picked up Shen Qing, "She is not feeling well, I will send her to the infirmary first."

The math teacher stared blankly, "Oh, good."

There was a sigh in the classroom.

"My God, Xie Mingchao hugged Shen Qing directly?"

"I'm so sour, I really want to wear Shen Qing with my soul!"

"There must be nothing wrong with them, it's just that Xie Mingchao is keen to help others!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" on Xiao Xie is promising

"Finally, a beautiful girl came, but she was kidnapped by Xie Mingchao as soon as she came, I'm jealous!"

The math teacher returned to the podium and tapped the table with a large triangle ruler, "It's alright, alright, don't make noise, let's continue the class."

Zhou Chen took Shen Qing's composition to the printing shop to prepare for coating, but a gust of wind blew beside him, almost blowing his paper away.

He was about to curse, but when he looked up, he saw Xie Mingchao walking towards the infirmary with Shen Qing in his arms.

"Grass, what are you going to do to my Shen Qing!"

Zhou Chen chased after him cursing.

"Doctor, show her."

Before the doctor had time to see who the patient was, a person was placed on the hospital bed.

"She often stays up late, coupled with endocrine system disorders caused by menstrual disorders."

Zhou Chen heard this when he ran in panting, and ran straight to the doctor, "Then you should treat her quickly!"

"What are you arguing about? She's not terminally ill," the doctor frowned and took a step back. "I'll give her a painkiller injection, take some blood-enriching medicine, and rest for a while."

Zhou Chen couldn't wait to ask: "How long will she wake up?"

"I'll wake up later, what are you in a hurry for?" The doctor pushed him away impatiently, and closed the curtain, "Let her have a good rest and don't make noise."

(End of this chapter)