Into the enchanting high school by mistake: training camp for handsome men

Chapter 53 Arrival of the second-degree illness: A young man who does not fall into the second-degree disease [16]

I stretched out my hand and fanned it gently beside me, trying to make the air circulate more.

The people reading books around are very quiet, and the quietness seems to be almost integrated with the air. The cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky under the sliding wind and waves, and the broken black hair is slowly fluttering with the flow of air.

But why do I feel that the air is getting thinner when the wind is so loud outside?A blush spread across her cheeks, almost burning her entire face, and she was gasping for breath, not wanting anyone to hear her.

The book was closed again.

"Luo Xiaoyi, come with me to the infirmary." These words seemed to have just been taken out of the refrigerator, with a heavy chill.

I twitched the corner of my mouth and carefully met the dark blue eyes of Kamisen Daiten, which seemed to be brewing with something not to explode.

"Senior Uemori, no no no no need, I'm fine anyway."

No, in fact, I am very busy. Visually, the current state is: dizziness is like a [-]-magnitude earthquake, vertigo is like a completely blind person, breathing is difficult like drowning, and the whole body is weak like cartilage loose.

I raised the corners of my mouth and gave a 'healthy' smile: "There's no need to go to the infirmary."

"Rejected." Facts have proved that Fuka Uemori is a man of action.

This time, instead of turning into an animal, I turned into a bag of rice and was carried out by Uemori Daitenjin from the third shift of the year in full view.

Tomorrow's Broken Star's headlines will probably be: Secrets that the explosive freshman Luo Xiaoyi and the Broken Star Demon King have to tell.

"Don't!" There were violent screams of resistance and a voice of fear from the infirmary.

And the fact is that...

Uemori Fuyu stood in front of the hospital bed and stared at me coldly, holding a box of medicine in his hand and reaching out.

"Don't take medicine?" His question was not a question, it was simply 'I order you to report the truth'.

I rubbed my hands and shook the quilt, and smiled, "Senior Uemori, I already took the medicine this morning, if you don't believe me, you can call the bastard Qi Dinglan...Senior Lun Yuxi can also testify. "

Although I was talking to Kamimori, why did I always feel that the body of the patient with facial muscular necrosis standing in front of me was a giant refrigerator?so cold.

Uemori Fuyu never retracted the hand holding the medicine, and stared at a certain purple-haired creature with his blue eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me, take medicine." Commanding tone.

I tremblingly looked at the big god who looked down at me from a height, and the burst of heat on my forehead told me that my body was going to break down.

After taking the medicine, Uemori Fuyu handed over another cup of hot water. He didn't speak, but just looked at me.

Uh ─ ─ very bitter medicine... I was wrong, Qi Dinglan, the morning medicine is actually not bitter at all.

My whole face was almost puckered up, and I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips.

The door of the infirmary was suddenly knocked open by a group of people, the sound of a huge impact pierced into the ears, the eardrums were vibrated and buzzed, and the pills just taken were bitten off on the spot by the shock.

If there is a camera shooting my face at this time, I will definitely be able to see the most classic scene of face changing.

"It's you, Kamimori!" Out of the group of people who broke in, a guy who seemed to be the leader stepped out and pointed in my direction.

What?my direction?

'Pfft...' The water I drank just now to dilute the bitter taste was sprayed out without leaking.

(End of this chapter)