My deskmate always wants to heal me

In the school infirmary, as soon as Zhou Xun opened his eyes, he saw a magnified face in front of him. He couldn't help gasping, and almost gasped again.

"Wake up, wake up." Old Wang's face hit Zhou Xun's face, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Xun raised his hand and pushed Lao Wang's face away, helplessly: "Teacher, your eyes are right."

Zhou Xun was quite familiar with the feeling of passing out, so he didn't talk nonsense when he woke up. He didn't ask where he was, why he was here, or what happened before. He just felt a little helpless.

"Is there any other discomfort?" Lao Wang asked cautiously.

Zhou Xun fainted due to heatstroke, and Zhou Xun was the one who pushed him down the stairs, so Lao Wang is now in a state of extreme guilt and looks a little pitiful.

Zhou Xun opened the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What are you doing, teacher, I'm fine."

Zhou Xun raised his hand to pat Pharaoh's arm, only to find that his left hand was drenched in water, so he switched to his right hand, and he didn't have much strength to lift his right hand, so he gave up.

"Don't be afraid, you just have heat stroke, just rest and rest." Dr. Yang from the infirmary poured a glass of warm water over, "Actually, it's not too hot today, it's just that you are too weak to be like this. How to exercise." Doctor Yang is a young man in his 20s wearing glasses, with a friendly smile.

Before Zhou Xun could make a move, he stretched out a hand to hold the cup: "Let me come, Doctor Yang."

Zhou Xun was lying on the bed, with his head tilted slightly, following the sound and looking sideways, only to find that He Chu was standing in the corner by the bedside. He didn't see him when he woke up and thought he wasn't there.

He Chu first put the cup on the side cabinet, then leaned over, passed his hands under Zhou Xun's armpits and lifted him up vigorously so that he was half leaning against the head of the bed.

When Zhou Xun was mentioned by him, his mind shook for a while, and he couldn't help complaining: "Dude, all the beds in the hospital can be electrically powered to sit up, don't you have common sense?"

He Chu looked down at him: "Master, that's a hospital, this is an infirmary, and this is just an ordinary hospital bed."

"……Oh."

He Chu took the cup and put it directly on Zhou Xun's mouth. The action was not rude, but it was definitely not gentle.

At this time, Zhou Xun was in the midst of the onset of heatstroke sequelae, dizzy, weak, and a little palpitations, so he could only let him do whatever he wanted.

"As expected of a great nephew, you are very skillful in taking care of him." Dr. Yang joked.

Zhou Xun felt that the rim of the cup in his mouth was forced into his mouth by three points, which made his mouth hurt.

This is definitely a public revenge!

"How do you know their relationship?" Old Wang was quite shocked.

"He Chu is the grassroots of our school. The school grass has an extra little uncle. The whole school knows about it. How could I not know about it?" Doctor Yang laughed.

Zhou Xun looked at the school grass, who looked down at him with a glass on his expressionless face, and said coldly, "Do you want to drink?"

Zhou Xun gulped down half a glass of water, and said shit in his heart.

At the beginning, he said that he was He Chu's little uncle, just to scare off He Chu, but that morning he didn't expect that He Chu would skip class because no one was beating the gong. Know.

He was really short-sighted at the time. He thought it was just a joke, but after thinking about it, he didn't expect He Chu to be so influential, and he was still a school girl.

Zhou Xun glanced at He Chu again, He Chu put the cup away, pulled the paper towel on the table and slapped Zhou Xun's mouth.

Zhou Xun tilted his head back after being slapped by his slap, and almost cursed, but finally swallowed the breath forcefully.

After all, he made mistakes first.

"He Chu is quite good at taking care of people." Old Wang boasted.

Zhou Xun gritted his teeth.

You are afraid that your eyes are not working well.

This is called taking care of people?

It's more like murder.

Seeing that Zhou Xun seemed to be fine, Old Wang heaved a sigh of relief, and apologized solemnly to Zhou Xun: "Zhou Xun, teacher, I'm sorry, it's because the teacher didn't understand..."

"do not."

Lao Wang was interrupted by Zhou Xun before he finished speaking: "Teacher, don't scare me. It has nothing to do with you. Don't take the blame on yourself. I am a person. What you don't want to do is what you do. I won't do it with a knife on my neck, I just want to take a good rest now, can you stop nagging?"

"Okay." Lao Wang patted Zhou Xun's shoulder lightly, "You have a good rest here, I'll call your family and let them pick you up."

"No, there is only one grandpa in my family, he is old, don't scare him, I'll just lie down for a while." Zhou Xun didn't bother to talk anymore, he slipped down and lay flat on the bed, closing his eyes.

Lao Wang felt that the parents should be informed about this matter, but seeing Zhou Xun's appearance and not wanting to let his family know, he hesitated for a while.

Thinking of Uncle Chen, He Chu sighed in his heart: "Teacher, you go back to class, I will watch him." "Yes, teacher." Zhou Xun opened his eyes suddenly, "He is also a member of my family." Although he felt ashamed , but it did not prevent Zhou Xun from taking advantage.

When He Chu looked over with ruthless eyes, Zhou Xun hurriedly closed his eyes.

Lao Wang thought about it for a while, and the eldest nephew was indeed considered a family member. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Zhou Xun, he asked He Chu to stay with him here, and left first.

He Chu pulled up a chair and put it beside the bed, sat on it by himself, his eyes fell on Zhou Xun's face.

There was no blood on Zhou Xun's face, and his lips were also pale. It seemed that since the day he met Zhou Xun, his face had never had a healthy complexion.

Zhou Xun soon fell into a deep sleep again, and Doctor Yang went outside to be on duty when he saw that he was fine.

When the third class was over, Zhao Qinghao and Gong Lixiao came to give some papers to He Chu, while Zhou Xun was still asleep.

Zhao Qinghao stood by the bed and clicked his tongue for a long time: "This dude is really unique."

Gong Lixiao also sighed with emotion: "You have been a school grass for so many years and he is not as popular as he has been in these few days."

The two watched around Zhou Xun's bedside for a few minutes, and finally left with more than enough to say.

Zhou Xun was sleeping, and He Chu took the paper and wrote on the side.

After the salt water was hung up, He Chu didn't call Doctor Yang, and directly pulled out the needle in Zhou Xun's hand.

Zhou Xun's hands were very white, and the blue blood vessels were conspicuous under the white as if transparent skin. He Chu pressed the needle hole with a cotton swab to help him press it.

Because of the injection, Zhou Xun's hands were frighteningly cold.

Maybe because he found the heat source, Zhou Xun's hand unconsciously clenched He Chu's hand.

Doctor Yang, who was about to come in and pull out Zhou Xun's needle, leaned against the door with folded arms, and said softly, "You're quite skilled."

"It's not difficult." He Chu said.

Doctor Yang laughed: "Have you thought about it, whether to study Chinese medicine or Western medicine at university?"

He Chu shook his head.

Doctor Yang sighed in embarrassment for He Chu: "It's really hard to choose. Western medicine is your dream, but you are really talented in Chinese medicine. I have heard Mr. He say countless times that you are a genius."

He Chu lowered his eyelids: "If you grow up among medicinal herbs, you might be a genius."

"Don't say that." Doctor Yang waved his hand, "Talent is talent, it has nothing to do with growing up in the pile of medicinal herbs."

"Let's talk." He Chu threw the cotton swab into the trash can and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhou Xun refused to let it go, so He Chu squeezed his tiger's mouth hard, and the sleeping person was in pain. With a "hiss", he let go.

He Chu stuffed his hands into the quilt, and muttered in a low voice, "Trouble." "But you should study hard. No matter when you study Chinese medicine or Western medicine, you have to go to a good school first." Teacher Yang said again.

"Well, I see."

Doctor Yang went out again, He Chu picked up the paper and was about to continue writing, when he heard a voice from beside him: "I heard that your grandfather is a very good Chinese medicine doctor, so you can also see a doctor?"

He Chu turned his head, and saw Zhou Xun turned over and lay on his side, looking at him, unlike the way he just woke up, there was no confusion in his eyes.

"You didn't sleep?" He Chu frowned.

"I don't sleep well, and I can wake up with just a little sound." Zhou Xun said with a smile, "Otherwise, why would you think I smashed so many glasses?"

He Chu also thought of the bang every morning when school just started.

"You can talk to me directly." He Chu couldn't understand this person's thoughts, and there were so many twists and turns in a matter that could be solved with a single sentence.

"How kind I am, I don't have the heart to bother you." Zhou Xun smiled, looking in a good mood, "Besides, it's so boring, look how interesting it is now."

He Chu endured it, and finally blessed Zhou Xun: "Take good care of your body, I hope you will be healthy and healthy for the rest of your life, you are as powerful as a dragon."

"Then, fight with you?" Zhou Xun simply meant to get He Chu instantly.

"Did no one want to beat you before with your personality?" He Chu thought it was a miracle that Zhou Xun lived so long.

"That's not true." Zhou Xun looked at the ceiling and thought for a long time, "I have neither friends nor enemies. If you put it that way, my life is quite miserable."

He Chu: "..."

This desolation was mixed with idiot words, and He Chu really couldn't accept it.

"You haven't answered my question just now." Zhou Xun remembered the question that was distracted by the two of them.

"No." He Chu said.

"Don't, just show me how long I can live." Zhou Xun stretched out his hand and rested his wrist on the bedside cabinet.

"Don't read it." He Chu ignored him.

"Look, there is no shortage of meat." Zhou Xun moved his wrist to He Chu's side, and placed it directly on He Chu's paper.

He Chu raised his head and looked at him coldly, Zhou Xun smiled and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, get the pulse, let's go home and let Chen...my grandpa cook something delicious for you."

When He Chu didn't show him, Zhou Xun started messing around, but He Chu couldn't hold him back at last, so he put his hand on Zhou Xun's wrist.

Because the young man was too thin, his wrist bone protruded a bit, and there was a small red mole on one side of the wrist bone.

As soon as He Chu put his hand on it, Zhou Xun asked eagerly, "How is it? Are you terminally ill?"

He Chu ignored him.

"say something."

"Will you watch it?"

"Not yet?"

……

He Chu raised his eyes to look at him, Zhou Xun's eyes lit up: "Okay?"

"Shut up." He Chu spit out two words, "Can you be quiet for 3 minutes?"

"No."

After receiving He Chu's cold gaze, Zhou Xun finally shut up.

In fact, Zhou Xun didn't expect He Chu to see anything. Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound. It's not Western medicine. If you have a tumor or something, go to the hospital for a scan, and then the scan will show where the tumor is.

Chinese medicine relies on feeling the pulse, let alone Zhou Xun's views on Chinese medicine, Zhou Xun doesn't believe that he can see anything based on He Chu's age.

After all, it is too tender.

After a while, He Chu withdrew his hand and looked at Zhou Xun with a complicated expression.

"How?" Zhou Xun raised his eyebrows at He Chu, "What do you see?"

"Three months." He Chu said.

"What?" Zhou Xun was startled, then chuckled, "You said I still have three months to live?"

"Heh." He Chu laughed mockingly, "You really think highly of yourself. Haven't you heard of a thousand years of evil?"

"Sigh." Zhou Xun sighed, "How about I change my name to Zhou Huanhai? Don't ask for a thousand years, five or sixty years will do."

I don't know where this topic has gone, and He Chu didn't bother to chat anymore, so he got up and cleaned up the papers on the table.

"You haven't said three months?" Zhou Xun also sat up and began to put on his shoes.

"I said you've been pregnant for three months." He Chu said, "Be careful in the future, don't eat cold food, don't do heavy work, pay attention to nutrition, exercise moderately..."

Before He Chu finished speaking, someone kicked him on the calf from behind, with little strength and no pain.

"Your uncle." Zhou Xun bent over to tie his shoelaces, "That means I have a good temper, otherwise I..." I couldn't fight a fight, so Zhou Xun changed his phrase, "Otherwise I'll lie on the ground and blackmail you. Bankruptcy."

As expected, He Chu was still too young to see anything.

When Zhou Xun finished tying his shoelaces and got up, he patted He Chu's trousers, and wiped off the little dust he kicked up just now.

There were still more than ten minutes before school was over, and the two of them didn't go back to school. He Chu talked to Lao Wang and left the school with Zhou Xun.

Although Zhou Xun was dizzy for a while, his complexion was not bad, and he didn't look like he couldn't move.

"Take a taxi." Zhou Xun didn't see a taxi standing on the side of the road, so he took out his mobile phone and planned to call one from it.

As soon as Zhou Xun turned on the phone, He Chu reached out and pressed the screen to turn off.

"Why?" Zhou Xun looked at him.

"From there." He Chu extended his arms and pointed to a small alley opposite, "Cross Zhongxue Street, and then turn a corner to Tianshui Lane. It takes more than five minutes to walk, young master, you don't need to take a taxi, just walk on your legs."

"I don't want to walk." Zhou Xun shook his head and turned on his phone to continue calling for a car.

I don't care if you take 5 minutes or 10 minutes, I just don't want to walk, what's wrong?

"Okay, then I'm leaving." He Chu didn't say much, and simply walked away.

Zhou Xun paused for a moment with his poking hand on the phone, a little annoyed: "I'm not feeling well, what's wrong with taking a taxi?"

He Chu had already started to cross the road, without turning his head, he said, "You hit me, did I stop you?"

He Chu's voice was flat, no different from his usual tone, but Zhou Xun always felt a little awkward, and his face was pulled down.

Before Zhou Xun called a taxi from his mobile phone, an empty taxi came not far away, and Zhou Xun raised his hand to stop it.

Open the car door and get in, the driver asked where to go, Zhou Xun said: "The last house in the innermost alley of Tianshui Alley."

The driver didn't move, and glanced at him from the rearview mirror: "Student, Tianshui Lane is just across the street, and it won't take you a few minutes to walk there."

"I just want to take a taxi." Zhou Xun said with a cold face.

"Okay, let's call, let's call." The driver reminded him, and without any fuss, he checked the calculator and planned to drive.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Xun called out irritably.

"What's wrong?" the driver asked.

Zhou Xun pursed his lips, took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it on the passenger seat, said "I won't sit anymore" and got out of the car.

"Hey, no money." The driver lowered the window and shouted.

Zhou Xun said nothing with a cold face, and crossed the road while there were no cars on the road.

Zhou Xun walked in a hurry, and after crossing the road, he was a little out of breath, so he couldn't help but propped up his legs and slowed down before continuing to move forward.

This time he slowed down his pace and strolled towards the direction He Chu had just pointed out.

After tossing and tossing for a while, He Chu had long since disappeared, and at this time, it was time for the school to dismiss, and the school gate was bustling again.

This is Zhou Xun's first time wandering around the school gate.

It can be regarded as a stroll, because he walked slowly, so he also looked at the so-called middle school street opposite.

The driver had been waiting outside as soon as he left home before, and he never had a chance to touch these.

Bookstores, stationery stores, snack bars, and some street vendors, pancakes, burritos, fried cakes, milk tea...

He knew all about it, but basically never ate it.

The smell of food in the air is particularly fragrant.

Zhou Xun's stomach growled.

purchase?Not buying?

Zhou Xun did not dare to buy it.

He had taken medicine all these years to ruin his stomach, and today he fainted again, so he didn't dare to toss about any more.

After passing Middle School Street, Zhou Xun stood at the fork in the road, a little dazed.

There is a road in the front, back, left, and left. Just now He Chu only said that the corner of Zhongxue Street is Tianshui Lane. Where does this turn go?

Do you want to send a message to ask He Chu?

Zhou Xun only struggled for three seconds, and turned around quickly. He wanted to go back and take a taxi.

"Here it is."

A cold, lazy and impatient familiar voice came from the side.

Zhou Xun looked over, and there was a not-so-high hawthorn tree in the alley that was three people wide. The tree bore some red fruits. The boy in the white shirt and black school trousers stood erect, with one hand in the pocket of the school trousers, and the other turning the tree. Playing with the mobile phone, there is no expression on the cold face, and the brows are full of impatience.

However, even if he was impatient, he still stood there and did not leave.