I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

On the night of the rematch, Ling Xing started to have a headache in the middle of the night, a high fever, and his whole body was limp and weak. His throat was so sore that he couldn't even speak.

She has always been in good health, but this winter is a bit too cold after all.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Ling Xing stretched out his arms from the bed with his weak body, and looked for his mobile phone on the bedside table.

I don't know if it's because of the fever. She feels that the temperature outside is getting colder.

Even the arm stretched out from the bed was shivering with cold, and the arm first turned on the swan desk lamp, and the light from the desk lamp illuminated the room.

But she still didn't touch the phone on the bedside table.

Only then did her chaotic mind realize that her mobile phone seemed to be placed on the desk while she was doing her homework.

So, she retracted her arms back into the quilt to warm up for a while, and then resisted the bone-piercing cold, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed in two steps, quickly picked up the phone from the desk and got back into the quilt again.

Throwing the phone beside the pillow, her teeth were so cold that they chattered involuntarily.

This winter is very cold, but it is definitely not as cold as she feels right now. Ling Xing knows that her body's heat dissipation is reduced due to fever, and the contraction of skin capillaries makes her body feel abnormally cold.

Due to the illness, her brain and thinking can't keep up with the usual rhythm. The temperature on her body is definitely not low, so she has to go to the hospital in time.

She stretched out her arm again from under the quilt, unlocked it with her fingerprint tremblingly, found Shi Shu's phone and called it.

At this point, Shu should not have slept yet. Because of his health, his sleep quality was very poor, and he was used to going to bed late and waking up early.

After a beep, it was connected immediately, and the boy's familiar voice came——

"Star?"

It was actually Su Qingluo's voice.

Ling Xing suspected that he had a fever and was confused. He squinted his eyes and looked at the phone screen. The word "Xue Shen" was very eye-catching on the screen.

Oh, it turned out that she made a mistake.

It may be that after calling Su Qingluo two days ago, she never called anyone else, so the one on the top is not like her brother's mobile phone number before.

Breath sprayed on the outstretched arm, it was hot, Ling Xing resisted the sore throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wrong number, I am looking for my brother."

Hearing her voice, Su Qingluo immediately realized: "You have a cold."

Ling Xing said "um", and said good night to him before hanging up the phone.

It seemed that Su Qingluo's voice sounded on the other end a second before hanging up, but Ling Xing didn't have the energy to distinguish it.

Now her head hurts like it's about to explode.

Swipe your finger on the phone screen, and sure enough, under Su Qingluo's name is "Brother". Ling Xing struggled to sit up, put on his coat, and turned on the speakerphone.

Shi Shu answered the phone no slower than Su Qingluo.

"Star?"

Through the microphone, Ling Xing heard the sound of him opening and closing the door, and then heard him ask: "Are you sick?"

Ling Xing seldom calls him at night. In such a situation, she is basically unwell. Shi Shu already has experience.

As soon as Ling Xing finished answering, he heard the sound of going upstairs from the stairs, Shi Shu came upstairs.

Soon, Ling Xing saw the light coming from the living room outside through the crack of the door, and Shi Shu also knocked on the door outside: "Xing Xing? Are you up?"

Ling Xingyi pulled on the cotton mop, and opened the door. Shi Shu stood at the door in such a hurry that he was only wearing pajamas, and he didn't even have time to put on a coat.

Probably because he was lying on the bed just now, the back of his head had two strands of stupid hair raised, which seemed a bit cute that didn't match his personality.

Ling Xing didn't have time to pay attention to his cuteness at this time, she stretched out her arm feebly, as if asking for help: "Brother, give me a hand, I can't hold it anymore."

Shi Shu just doesn't like to have physical contact with others. Although Ling Xing is not someone else, the two of them have not had much physical contact since childhood.

Ling Xing is well aware of his taboos, and he is always careful when handing things over, trying not to touch his hands.

But that was Ling Xing when he was sober. Now Ling Xing can't stand up because of pain and weakness all over his body. How can he still remember the taboos mentioned in Shishu?

I don't know what's going on with the cold this time, it's even more uncomfortable than the first time I had the sun.

Shi Shu didn't even hesitate for half a minute, and walked over to act as Ling Xing's human crutch. He looked sideways at Ling Xing's uncomfortable appearance, and hesitated to speak for several times.

He still didn't have the courage to propose carrying Ling Xing downstairs.

Shi Shu was the most careful. When he went upstairs, he had already turned on the software and called for a taxi. The driver came within 2 minutes after they walked out of the house.

The hospital at night was very deserted, Ling Xing was sitting in the infusion room for infusion, and the cold liquid flowed into her body drop by drop along the blood vessels.

It just feels colder.

Shi Shu was not with her at this time, he went to get hot water, because he didn't bring a cup with him, he had to go to the convenience store outside the hospital to buy a water cup.

Ling Xing never thought that she had a fever of 40.2 degrees, which broke the record for her highest temperature since she was a child.

The nurse didn't adjust the drip too fast, a bottle of salt water can last for a long time, Ling Xing tilted his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep safely.

She was the only one in this infusion room, so it was very quiet.

Five minutes after Ling Xing closed her eyes, she heard hurried footsteps coming from the door of the infusion room. She thought it was Shi Shu who had returned, and opened her eyes to look at the door, just in time with Su Qing who was standing at the door and looking over here. The network line of sight is straight up.

Ling Xing: "?"

Ling Xing's mind was not too clear yet, she was in a daze for a while, and she couldn't figure out why Su Qingluo came to the hospital at this time?

At the moment when she was stunned, Su Qingluo had already walked towards her with long legs.

The boy squatted down beside her, and gently held her hand for infusion without saying a word.

The hand that became cold due to the infusion was wrapped in warmth, and Ling Xing stared at the top of his head for a few seconds before asking: "How did you find this place?"

Hearing this, Su Qingluo looked up at her, his black eyes reflected the incandescent light above his head, which was surprisingly bright.

He probably ran all the way here just now, he was still panting slightly while breathing, and the black hair hanging obediently on his forehead was also wet with thin sweat.

Instead of answering Ling Xing's current question, he asked her instead: "You didn't bring your mobile phone?"

Ling Xing was taken aback for another moment, the hand that had not received the infusion subconsciously touched the pocket of his coat, but the pocket was empty.

It was only then that she remembered that she was in a hurry to go out, and she didn't even have time to put the phone in her pocket: "Forgot."

The young man in front of him smiled softly, his sharp-edged face softened, showing a bit of gentleness.

He held Ling Xing's hand and carefully warmed it. Although there was no one in the infusion room at this time, Ling Xing still felt a little shame inexplicably looking at the young man squatting at his feet.

Tangtang Xueshen, whether she walks or sits, her back is always straight, how can she squat at her feet now?

What kind of system?

She lightly touched Su Qingluo's leg with her toes: "Hello."

Su Qingluo looked up at her again, with doubts in her black eyes: "Huh?"

Ling Xing's non-infusion finger pointed to the vacant seat on her right: "Why don't you sit there?"

Su Qingluo glanced at the small table away from Ling Xing, and just about to refuse, she heard Ling Xing say: "My brother is coming back soon."

As men, how could Shi Shu not know what Su Qingluo was thinking?

But it's one thing to know, and another to watch.

Su Qingluo didn't hesitate anymore, stood up and sat in the empty seat on Ling Xing's right, separated by a small table, it was not very convenient for him to hold Ling Xing's hand.

The drip that came out of the infusion tube was too cold, Su Qingluo stared at it for a while, then simply changed her strategy, gently holding the infusion tube with both hands, trying to warm the salt water flowing out of the tube.

Ling Xing: "..."

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