"Uncle Qian, go home and stop at Shengjingyuan." Ling Shuo stopped talking about this matter. Comparing IQ with a top student was just to make things difficult for himself.

"Okay." The driver sitting in front was tall and tall, with a bald head and spoke very boldly.

The car started driving, passed Xuefu Road, and merged directly into the night traffic.

The subway is just one stop away, and it only takes ten minutes to drive. The car is stable on the roadside. Ling Shuo looked at the dark neighborhood in the night and said, "Do you live here?"

"Yeah." Zongque responded.

"It's true. Wait for me here tomorrow morning at 6:40... Wu. I'll take you to school by the way." Ling Shuo looked at the time and said.

"This is too troublesome for you." Zongque opened the car door and walked out.

"I told you, I'm just dropping in." Ling Shuo raised her lips and smiled, "You don't have to be polite to me."

"Thank you, Brother Shuo." Zongque closed the car door and said, "Go to bed early tonight."

"See you tomorrow morning." Ling Shuo waved her hand.

Zongque took two steps back, and the car started again, gradually disappearing in the night. Another car stopped in front of Zongque from the traffic flow. The window of the driver's seat fell down, and the driver said in the middle: "Master Zong, I

Go park the car first."

"Well, I won't use the car for the next few days." Zongque said.

"Okay." The driver raised the window and drove the car into the underground garage. Zongque entered the community and entered one of the buildings.

This community is relatively older and the residents are denser. However, it is close to the school and the driver also lives in this community. It is very convenient to travel by car. It is more than enough for one person to live in.

When the elevator went upstairs and the door was closed after entering the room, all sounds were blocked out due to the additional sound insulation facilities.

Zongque put on his slippers, hung up his bag and entered the bathroom.

The schoolwork in high school was relatively heavy, mainly because the time schedule was very tight. Zongque came out of the bathroom, did some simple tidying up, went to bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Zongque's night went to sleep, but Lingshuo's night had just begun. He entered the house, had a few bites of late-night snacks, then went straight to the bedroom, threw his schoolbag, turned on the computer, sat down and put on headphones, all at once.

"Brother Shuo is here, I'm waiting for you." Wang Xin's voice came from the earphones, "We haven't played a round yet."

"No one has been arrested today?" Ling Shuo opened the game and said.

"We are being careful today and we probably haven't been discovered by anyone, but it's really not exciting if you don't play with me in the Internet cafe, Brother Shuo." Li Hao hissed and said, "Brother Shuo, please accept the invitation."

"Games are not as important as the new kid." Wang Xin clicked his tongue, "Today our brother Shuo was a hero saving the beauty. He had one man in charge and was brave enough to defeat the bully of the elementary school who had never seen the sinister forces.

Please hug your thighs, isn’t this more exciting than a game? Right, Brother Shuo.”

"Huh... so so." Ling Shuo clicked to accept the invitation and raised the corners of her lips, "Hurry up and start the game, don't wait."

"Okay." Li Hao said.

At the beginning of the game, a game lasts for tens of minutes, which is enough to make you play happily and forget about everything.

…

Zongque woke up at six o'clock. He didn't need an alarm clock. His biological clock had been adjusted very accurately. He got up, washed up, and got on the treadmill. Twenty minutes was enough to clear his mind. He took a shower, changed clothes, and then brought

I packed my bag and went out and went downstairs. Everything was done step by step without any panic. I arrived at the gate of the community at 6:40.

This spot somewhat avoided the morning rush hour, but the traffic had already begun to come up, and the cars were roaring. Zongque waited for a while and raised his hand to look at the time. It was 6:45, but there was still no car coming.

School starts morning reading on time at seven o'clock. He used to be halfway there at this time, and would be late if he was later.

After waiting for another two minutes, when Zongque was about to stop a taxi, a familiar car in the distance drove up and stopped nearby.

"Get in the car quickly, you're going to be late!" Ling Shuo shouted from the lowered car window.

Zongque opened the car door and got in. As soon as he closed the car door and locked the car, the car had already sped off.

Zongque sat firmly and looked at the young man next to him who was yawning on the car seat. He was still energetic, but he had obviously been forcibly awakened and was seriously sleep deprived: "Didn't you sleep well?"

"I played until about two o'clock last night and was so sleepy." Ling Shuo yawned. "I almost couldn't get up in the morning. No, I have to catch up on my sleep when I get to school later."

"Want to vomit?" Zongque asked.

"A little bit." Ling Shuo had his eyes closed, but after hearing this, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at him and said, "Do you still understand this?"

"I know a little bit about it." Zongque turned to look at him and said.

"Oh, what's going on with me?" Ling Shuo became more energetic.

"Pale complexion, insufficient blood supply, nausea and vomiting, excessive gastric acid secretion, bloodshot eyes, high blood pressure, signs of sudden death." After looking at it, Zongque looked forward and said calmly.

He originally thought about playing one or two games at night, and it would be okay to go to bed a little later, but his self-control is quite poor, especially when someone is playing with him.

Ling Shuo hesitated for a moment, and his mind suddenly came back to consciousness as if he had been hit. He stiffened his shoulders, licked his lips and said with a smile, "You must be bluffing."

Although he said this, he took out his cell phone, looked at his eyes, and found that there seemed to be quite a lot of bloodshot eyes.

"Young man, don't scare Xiao Shuo, he'll wake up if you scare him." The driver in front turned around and said with a smile, "Now that's a medical check-up, they are all terminal illnesses."

"Uncle Qian is right, this is not the first time I stayed up late." Ling Shuo suddenly calmed down, looked at Zongque, held his shoulders and said, "Scare me, okay?"

He said that he was in excellent health and would never die suddenly.

Zongque glanced at the hand on his shoulder, raised his eyes to the rearview mirror and said: "Uncle Qian doesn't sleep well. He needs to drink alcohol to fall asleep. He usually eats a diet high in oil and sugar. He ate meat and drank it before going to bed last night.

Two ounces of wine."

The car stopped in front of the school. Uncle Qian turned around and glared: "How did you know?!"

"He's telling the truth?!" Ling Shuo was equally surprised.

"It can be seen." Zongque checked the time and got out of the driveway. "The blood lipids, blood pressure, and blood sugar are all on the high side. I need to go to the hospital for a full body checkup and early treatment. I'm almost late, Brother Shuo."

Ling Shuo looked at Uncle Qian, who nodded to him, scratched his bald head and said, "You go to school first."

"Oh..." Ling Shuo opened the car door, feeling extremely heavy at that moment.

After the car door was closed, he looked at Zongque who was waiting aside, put his arms around his shoulders and lowered his head and asked, "What should I do?"

He doesn't want to die young yet.

"Go to bed early and get up early," Zongque said.

"That's it? Should I go to the hospital to check and prescribe some medicine?" Brother Shuo was very flustered. Brother Shuo felt that he still had a lot of life to waste and didn't want to burp in advance.

"No need, go to bed early and get up early, eat regularly and you can recover." Zongque said.

Young people's bodies have relatively strong immune and regulatory abilities, so it doesn't matter once in a while, but long-term suffering will definitely lead to the consequences he mentioned.

"Then do you know what I ate last night?" Ling Shuo still felt a little unbelievable.

If you can see this, why go to the hospital?

Zongque looked at his hand on his shoulder, raised his hand and pinched his wrist and said: "I ate two mouthfuls of porridge around ten o'clock, and ate bread and meat before going to bed, hamburger?"

Ling Shuo's brows jumped, and she remembered the scene where she went to look for food last night and only found hamburgers in the refrigerator. She was so shocked that she said, "You can see this?!"

"Yeah." Zongque let go of his hand and walked up the stairs quickly, "We're going to be late."

Ling Shuo looked at his figure going upstairs, no longer caring whether he was late or not. He felt that the world was a bit fantasy.

The miracle doctor is by his side? No novel dares to write that!

"Wait for me." Ling Shuo came to his senses, took several stairs in one step, and chased after him.

When the two entered the classroom door, they happened to step on the bell. Almost everyone in the classroom was already there, and the teacher was also standing on the podium. The two of them walked in arm-in-arm, and even the teacher's eyes widened.

Others were even more surprised, and even the sound of reading stopped for a while.

Last night, Ling Shuo was still thinking about the faces of the people in the class when they saw him accepting Zongque as his younger brother. Now that he had gotten his wish, his mind was no longer focused on that.

The aisle was a bit narrow, so Ling Shuo let go of his arms. The two of them went to the back row one after another, pulled out the stools and sat down. The reading sound in the classroom slowly resumed, but there were still people who couldn't help but look at the back row.

Zongque didn't squint his eyes. After putting away his bag, he took out the half-read book he had read yesterday morning and flipped through it. However, he noticed someone sitting next to him looking directly at him.

He turned his eyes to meet the young man's inquiring look and said, "Go to sleep."

Ling Shuo hesitated for a moment before reacting. Remembering that he needed to take a good rest to prevent sudden death, he lay down on the table and buried his face in it. He could hear his own breathing and was a little sleepy, but he closed his eyes.

After a while, he couldn't help but turn his head from his arms and look at the person sitting next to him.

The other person was reading a book for which he didn't even know the words. He was reading it with concentration, turning the pages from time to time. He had no emotion, but this person seemed to be radiating wisdom all over his body, and his mind was filled with knowledge.

Ling Shuo had also doubted whether the other party was faking before, but after reading the translated version and getting the plot of the story right, he knew that the other party could understand it, but he really didn't expect that he could tell at just one glance that he had read it last night.

Food and other things can happen around him.

Just like a fucking fantasy novel.

The person next to him seemed at that moment not to be a top academic, but to be a miraculous doctor with a celestial spirit and an ability to count.

"Can you tell what Li Hao ate last night?" Ling Shuo asked, leaning on his arm.

Zongque could detect the eyes next to him, but he didn't look away: "Instant noodles."

"Fuck! You didn't even look at him!" Ling Shuo stood up in shock and was shocked again.

His movements were slightly larger, and the teacher on the podium looked at him: "Ling Shuo."

Ling Shuo glanced at the podium and knew that the teacher was reminding him not to delay her good students. He calmed down and lay down again. He leaned on his side and looked at the people who were looking over him. He leaned his legs under the table

He touched it and asked, "How can you tell?"
To be continued...