Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Shen Qing has been very tired recently. She used to be able to draw even if she didn't listen to the lectures, but now she doesn't even have the strength to lift a pen, and can only hang her arms feebly like a puppet with newly attached limbs.

Xie Mingchao glanced at her, "Have you been working as a flower picker at night lately?"

"It's because of the huge struggle for my face." She raised a hand with difficulty, rolled up her sleeves, and pressed her biceps. "Have you noticed that it's grown a lot?"

"Well, yes," he calmly turned the pages of the book, "it looks like you will have unicorn arms soon."

Shen Qing's spirit suddenly lifted up. She leaned in his direction and asked in disbelief: "Is it true? Is it like you can't lose weight?"

"almost."

She buried her head in her arms in despair, "Then I'm going to become King Kong Barbie!"

Xie Mingchao lowered his eyes and looked at her delicate figure, "You can have King Kong, but you can't match Barbie."

Shen Qing was already immune to his indiscriminate attacks and changed the subject naturally, "Don't you need training? That's a thousand and a half."

"I'm not as weak as you," he raised his chin slightly, "If you don't believe me, you can pinch it and see."

She sat up straight, her arms suddenly gained strength, and she stared at his hands with burning eyes.

"real?"

Xie Mingchao stretched out his hand openly, "Don't touch anything other than your hands."

Shen Qing only dared to poke his arm with her index finger. It was indeed harder than hers.

Resisting the thought of moving up and down his hands, she retracted her hands timidly, "It is indeed very powerful, but you use your legs for running, not your hands, right?"

Xie Mingchao glanced at her calmly, "If you want to touch your legs, just say so."

Shen Qing almost subconsciously asked the question "Is it really okay?"

Fortunately, rationality outweighed sensibility, and I pinched my thigh secretly before coming back to my senses.

"I'm not a pervert, I don't have that kind of hobby."

As she said this, she turned around and glanced down secretly.

Her long, well-defined legs were wrapped under her wide school pants. She just casually bent her knees and the crossbar under the table was pushed up.

Shen Qing tried to straighten her legs to reach the crossbar, then silently pulled them back. Short legs were indeed fatal.

Xie Mingchao always felt the strange sight very clearly, and calmly put his legs together, "The title of pervert cannot be whitewashed."

Shen Qing opened her mouth, but finally gave up her argument.

Forget it, just be a pervert if you are perverted, she admitted it, it sounds smarter than being brainless.

The sports meeting was coming soon, and Hu Feng came to ask about Shen Qing's training in person.

What she was thinking in her heart was: If she embarrasses Class Nine, she must not take the lead in attacking her.

What came out of his mouth was cold and harsh: "Take care of it."

Hu Feng flattered him very much: "As expected of classmate Shen Qing, I knew I had chosen the right person!"

After he left happily, Xie Mingchao said softly: "Sooner or later you will pay the price for showing off too much."

"I'll find the next school first," Shen Qing didn't refute, lying on the table dejectedly, "I'm already prepared to be embarrassed."

"Transfer to another school?" He was stunned and raised his eyes indifferently, "You can't leave."

She was just joking, and when she wanted to pass him off as a joke, she ran into his extremely serious eyes, and her heartbeat stopped.

"The favor is not over yet."

Damn, I was almost moved just now!

"It's not like I didn't leave my contact information," Shen Qing buried her head back on the table and said in a low voice, "Do I seem to be such a bad person?"

Xie Mingchao nodded in agreement, "This is indeed one of the few advantages."

Damn it! Can you please stop belittling her?

*

On the eve of the sports meeting, Shen Qing received a call from the No. 1 Hospital in City A.

"Ms. Shen, do you know Ms. Liu Yanru?"

"I know her, she's my friend's grandma," Shen Qing asked nervously, "What's going on?"

The female voice on the other side of the phone was polite and courteous: "The patient is in critical condition now. The hospital has issued a critical illness notice that requires the signature of relatives, but the emergency contact she left cannot be contacted. I only found your name in the address book, so May I ask if you are free to come over now?"

"Grandma Liu is critically ill?" Shen Qing jumped out of bed immediately, "Wait a minute, I'll be there right away."

When she visited Liu Yanru in a nursing home, she asked Shen Qing to leave her phone number, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.

While Shen Qing was getting dressed, she called Chen Qian, but it turned out just as the people at the hospital said she couldn't get through.

She called Gong Xiaoxiao's number instead, and the call was quickly answered.

"Qingqing, it's already eleven o'clock, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Grandma Liu is critically ill. Chen Qian can't contact her. I'm rushing to the hospital now. Can you go there first?"

"So serious?" Gong Xiaoxiao immediately sat up, "Chen Qian said he was almost fine before, so why did he suddenly become critically ill? No one could be found at the critical moment. What on earth did he do?"

Shen Qing happened to run into Li Xin when she was going out. Seeing her panic, she took her hand and asked softly: "What's the emergency?"

Her tone was urgent: "Aunt Xin, my friend's grandma is critically ill now, and I need to go back to City A."

"Don't worry, I'll take you there."

When she saw Li Xin's luxurious Rolls-Royce, Shen Qing stopped in shock.

"Aunt Xin, are you so rich?"

"Please, your Aunt Xin, I am the former head chef," Li Xin opened the driver's door and got in, "It's too late, get in the car quickly."

When we arrived at the hospital in City A, it was already half past twelve in the evening.

Gong Xiaoxiao had signed a critical illness notice, and Liu Yanru was sent to the emergency room.

Seeing Shen Qing, Gong Xiaoxiao's tense nerves relaxed, "Qing Qing, you are finally here."

Shen Qing held her cold hand back and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Sudden myocardial infarction, the situation is not optimistic," Gong Xiaoxiao frowned, "Chen Qian is still unavailable."

"When was the last time he contacted you?" Shen Qing was afraid that something had happened to Chen Qian.

"Just after the self-study tonight, he said he was going to a place beforehand, and then he never contacted her again." Gong Xiaoxiao sighed, "Then why did he hide Grandma Liu's condition?"

"Maybe he doesn't want material things to affect our relationship." Shen Qing probably knew what Chen Qian was doing. "He may have gone to work. I noticed a lot of scars on his hands during the last video."

Gong Xiaoxiao was extremely angry and helpless, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, "This bastard, since he is a friend, he shouldn't hide anything!"

Shen Qing patted her shoulder comfortingly, "I'll go help him pay the hospitalization fee first."

Li Xin watched for a while, understood the relationship between them, and smiled gently.

"Qingqing, just stay here with your friends. I'll just go."

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