Chapter 170 (1/2)

On the way back to the classroom in Tang Dynasty, he was obviously in a better mood, because when he thought that ye ChuChu's kindness to an Ziyan might be due to his guilt, the haze in his heart was gone.

Ye ChuChu and an Ziyan come to the school doctor's room. The school doctor takes a thermometer to help ye ChuChu measure the temperature. It's not high, but it's a little low fever. Moreover, he gives them a few white pills and tells them to go back to class.

With a tired body, ye ChuChu goes to the green belt outside and sits down. An Ziyan has already poured a cup of warm water and comes to her to stand.

An Ziyan, with warm water in one hand and pills spread out in the other, said softly to ye ChuChu, ”come on, ChuChu, take the medicine.”

”Well...” ye ChuChu raised his hand to take the pill, with a ”die or die” expression. As soon as his eyes closed, he held his breath and quickly threw the medicine into his mouth. He raised his head and drank a mouthful of water to swallow it. He swallowed it several times before swallowing it.

But the bitterness in his mouth made ye ChuChu's pretty eyebrows wrinkle into a ball. He complained in his voice: ”ah... It's even more bitter than Coptis chinensis. I don't want to take this pill next time!”

An Ziyan looked sad and laughing, raised his hand to touch ye ChuChu's head, and said in a doting tone: ”you, this is medicine, not snacks. Can you still be choosy? Drink more water and gargle. It will be better. ”

Ye ChuChu shook his head, refused: ”no, drink again, I'm afraid to spit out, I'll just endure.”

”Why don't we go into the medical room and lie down for a while to see if it will feel better?”

”No, didn't you just look at the old witch's face? It is estimated that when we are bad students who play truant, we should go back to the head teacher... ”Ye ChuChu pauses, raises his hand, rubs his dizzy head, and then says:” the time for the game is almost over, let's go. ”

”Well, well, if you're uncomfortable, remember to say it. It's still an annual competition. It's really not good. We won't compete.” An Ziyan said with a worried look.