Love Comes After Learning

"During class time, there will be beautiful girls and distinguished guests visiting.

So, what's wrong with you? "

"I'm a little dizzy, and I don't feel well... Maybe I will rest here until noon. Is it convenient?"

Barely holding up a polite smile, Wuyue said softly.

"..."

The frog-faced doctor gradually collected his expression, looked up and down at her face that seemed to be fine, and did not see any trauma on her body.

If it was menstrual pain, at most he would give her a special medicine, serve hot water, and let her rest for a class.

Anyway, it's not so serious that you're sweating and your hands and feet are shaking, so you still want to sleep until noon?As a dedicated doctor in the infirmary, he will not let the infirmary be a place to skip classes.

And most importantly, the student in front of him who looked a little familiar stood there calmly as if nothing happened.

Like a stalk of reed grass that cannot be blown down by the wind, the bright and resolute gaze is projected over, which is far from the words "dizziness, physical discomfort".

It's just...

As if recalling something, the frog-faced doctor sighed helplessly, shook his head and got up.

He walked to the rest bed in the corner and opened the curtain.

"Okay, I'll leave this bed to you for the time being. If you want to sleep until you set an alarm clock yourself, I'm not in charge of the alarm clock service here."

The deep and vicissitudes of the voice was a little teasing, and the frog-faced doctor stood by the curtain, looking at her with a smile.

Wu Yue was stunned for a moment, and then the feeling of peace of mind continued to surge from his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a breath of relief.

"Of course... thank you very much."

The tense spirit was snapped at this moment.

Those strong wills quickly faded, and a white light flickered in front of his eyes for a moment.

Wu Yue hurriedly held her breath, walked quickly to the bed, took out her mobile phone and set the alarm clock for twelve o'clock, and put it beside the pillow.

Then he took off his indoor shoes, lay down in the cold quilt, let only his head with messy hair exposed, and took a deep breath with a pale face.

"Yes, keep breathing well. Staying up too late will cause a decline in cardiopulmonary function, and it is easy to palpitation and breathlessness..."

Doctor Frogface was writing something on the record sheet next to him, chatting without looking up.

"There are precedents for this. There used to be a bastard who ran around in poor health, but was hit by his girlfriend's chest and fainted. It's really enviable, ahem, funny...

Well, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with staying up late... By the way, what's your name? "

After a while, there was no reply.

"Student?" Doctor Frogface turned his head, just in time to see a face covered with pink hair, showing a sleeping face.

I don't know how long she persisted in being brave, but the moment she fell into a coma, it completely shattered.

Between the pair of tightly wrinkled eyebrows, there is no doubt that the look of exhaustion and worry is obvious, and the melanin deposited under the eye circles is even more difficult to conceal.

That delicate and beautiful round face seems to have lost the radiance it should have; I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems that the cheeks are a little thinner.

Even so, the corners of the girl's mouth were drawn into a line unconvincingly, her expression tensed like a clockwork.

It seems that there is an inescapable burden on my heart, and I can wake up at any time, and try my best to push myself and overcome all the difficulties in front of me.

She didn't feel at ease to sleep at all.

Doctor Frogface watched silently for a while, shook his head again, wrote the word "Nakano" on the record sheet, and left the rest area.

"Young people nowadays... they all look like birds."

He suddenly snorted coldly, "Brush!" and pulled the curtains shut, the rest area was shrouded in darkness again, and the girl's snoring was inaudible.

"Anyway, it must have something to do with that brat!"

I don't know why, I just had this premonition.

The silly kid in it should be a sister to the kid with the hairband who often came to the infirmary to help recently, and the kid with the hairband is that guy's girlfriend...

Thinking about it this way, my hunch should be correct.

The frog-faced doctor sat back at his desk, looked at the time, frowned slightly, and whispered in dissatisfaction.

"If that kid comes to visit, you have to teach him a lesson."

Bad habits are easily contagious. I hate this kind of patients who don't know how to respect themselves and let others follow them!

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The school bell rang.

Shinichi Asada made a detour to the canteen first, and then walked quickly to the infirmary.

Opening the door, the frog-faced doctor who had seen it before appeared in front of him, staring at him who had just stepped into the door with a serious face.

Before the other party could speak, Asada thought it was because he came in too hastily and impolitely, and did not knock on the door to make the other party's expression so unkind, so he quickly exited the door and closed the door.

knock knock knock.

"Sorry, I'm here to visit a classmate who is not feeling well. Is it convenient now?"

During the sincere questioning, the heavy uncle paused for a while, then asked.

"What if I say it's inconvenient?"

"Then I'll ask in ten seconds." Asada replied without any concessions, and at the same time pressed the question like a storm.

"Is Wuyue okay? Wuyue is a girl with silly hair on her head. You should be a little familiar with her appearance. She has a good figure and is a good boy who speaks politely.

Did she make it to the infirmary?are you sleeping?How is your body?If you don't want me to go in, please tell me all these details. "

"...I didn't say I wouldn't let you in." As if speechless, Uncle Yin sighed helplessly, "I can't play tricks on you, come in and see for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Asada pushed open the door panel and looked at the frog-faced doctor in front of the desk. He was silver-haired, bald, and looked like a wretched old man amid vicissitudes.

"That bed, let's go and see it. Stay after you visit the sick, I have something to tell you."

The other party compared the drawn curtain with his thumb, and immediately turned his head back to the computer as if he was not interested, and said casually at the same time.

"Also, don't hit her while she's fast asleep."

"You don't need to say much."

Saying "no need to talk nonsense" in a more polite tone, Asada didn't bother to pay attention to the frog-faced doctor who had a strange appearance and personality, and walked towards the curtain pointed at by the other party

Chapter 14 Things to Give to Sleeping Beauty

Asada carefully opened the curtain, followed the infirmary's fluorescent lights to invade silently, and approached the white bed that was shrouded in dim light and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

On it, there is a weak girl curled up in a dreamland, her body sleeping on her side makes the quilt bulge like a mountain, and her long pink curly hair with no obvious luster is scattered under the quilt, like a soft yarn placed randomly Mantle.

Slight breathing sound came intermittently, the girl turned over, murmured a slightly trembling dream.

"Supper is, potato stew... Uh uh uh, the potatoes have sprouted..."

"...It's poisonous, don't really eat it."

Asada complained softly, and quietly walked to the bedside.

Then he turned his head, glanced at the frog-faced doctor who stood quietly in front of the curtain, with a solemn face like a door god, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't worry, I really don't care about my hands."

"Don't worry, the old man is only responsible for the patients."

The bald frog gave him a sideways look, then quickly turned and sat down at his desk.

I don't know what he wants to do.

But Asada could feel it very clearly, after not seeing him for a few months, the old man seemed to have more opinions on him, and the eyes of scrutiny were always looking at him, which made people very uncomfortable.

Strange, I just came to visit a classmate, where did I offend him?

After thinking about it with some displeasure, he quickly put aside the matter of the frog-faced old man.

The most important thing right now is indeed this "unhappy" Sleeping Beauty.

It was as if she had been entangled in a nightmare, her delicate little face was full of tension and uneasiness, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were dry and pale.

Even the sleep talk from time to time, it seemed that she was in a dream, and she was also anxious and worried, completely unable to relax and have a good sleep.

"Sprouting potatoes...don't come here...I'm going, complete the mission...defeat the winter melon devil..."

Full of veggies, what a healthy dream.

Speaking of the Great Demon King of Winter Melon, is it Mr. Mafuyu or himself?Or is it the concretization of the materials at the exchange meeting?

After briefly analyzing her dream talk, Asada shook her head with some amusement, and put the mineral water and chocolate bought from the canteen on the cabinet next to her.

Squatting down again, facing the head lying sideways on the pillow, after watching quietly for a few seconds, he sighed softly.

"It's so similar, the old me..."

Of course, it doesn't refer to looks, but the appearance of staying up all night and working hard.

On the morning of making treasure word cards for the two of Wenli all night, he once looked in the mirror, and the appearance of dragging his tired body forward desperately was quite similar to Nakano Wuyue now.

The difference is that he always had confidence in himself, and finally succeeded as he wished.

And Wuyue worked hard all night, but felt as if she hadn't done anything, even if she was so tired that she fell asleep, she couldn't let go, and was chased by restlessness and lack of confidence even in her dreams.

One week is still too short for her.

No, it should be said that when Teacher Kirisu let her see the entire amount of materials, or when she was mentally prepared, she maximized the tasks she had to bear on her own, so that the time and pressure were completely dislocated.

Maybe you can say a mediocre thing?

If no one takes good care of her, Nakano Wuyue is the kind of child who easily puts too much pressure on herself, and doesn't easily ask others for help.

Of course she would listen to Teacher Tongxu's warnings, but with high self-esteem, her demands on herself always did not meet the scope of her ability, and then she silently worked too hard.

At that time in Linjian School, it was because Asada arranged all the schedules neatly and orderly, and assigned tasks very clearly, and did not give her a chance to do more.

As an assistant, she can do all the work with ease.

It is also thanks to this experience that today's Wuyue thinks that she must improve and must not lose to her past self.