In fact, Lan Jingyu rarely gets sick. At most, it is an occupational disease such as stomachache. This time, several major events collided and dragged down his iron body.
If he drove home in a hurry in the morning, he could still persist. After sleeping for half of the class, his whole body was sore and he was completely lethargic.
Li Ying guessed that he couldn't drive either, so she ran to the back of the classroom to get water. She also walked around the class and plundered all the medicines in her classmates' bags.
Lan Jingyu lay on the book and watched her come back with a bunch of things. He lazily rubbed his arm and asked, "Where did you get the medicine?"
Li Ying looked at the instruction manual and said, "I want it."
Lan Jingyu said lightly, thinking about this girl's magical social skills, it is not surprising that she can find so many things.
"Uncle, do you have any history of allergies?"
"No."
"Well, then you should be able to take this..." She picked up the medicine and turned to look at him, "Have you had breakfast this morning?"
She remembered that he seemed to have only drank coffee.
"have eaten."
"What did you eat?"
"Coffee and cookies."
Li Ying was speechless, "It's a miracle that you didn't die."
She leaned back and poked Li Kuo from the air, "Go to the canteen and buy some food."
Li Kuo opened his mouth, but dared not say anything in anger, "Class starts in five minutes."
Li Ying: "I know, that's why I came to find you. If you run fast, you will definitely be able to make it in time."
Li Kuo: "..."
He glanced at Lan Jingyu, angry, and stood up, "What will he eat?"
"Let's buy some."
"oh--"
"Hurry up."
Li Kuo ran out depressedly.
Lan Jingyu looked at Li Ying commanding people and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You are so powerful."
Li Ying: "There are many great things about me."
"Oh, that volume three..."
Li Ying clicked her tongue, "Except for studying!"
Lan Jingyu laughed softly.
Li Ying handed him the medicine, opened her own kettle and poured water.
"Eat."
Lan Jingyu climbed up casually, moved his neck, and while taking the medicine, he saw the book he was holding.
——How steel is made.
He raised his eyebrows and paused taking the medicine.
Li Ying: "Why don't you eat?"
The man leaned back, lazily speaking, and said leisurely: "Actually, there is no need to waste medicine. I think if I read this fairy book for a while longer, maybe my illness will be cured."
Li Ying glanced at the book, curled her lips, and looked at him coldly, "Why don't you return the medicine to me? I think it would be more pleasing to the eye if you were sick and didn't talk."
Lan Jingyu curled his lips, behaved a little, raised his head and threw the medicine into his mouth.
"Ah!" Li Ying suddenly exclaimed.
Lan Jingyu looked at her, "What's wrong?"
The girl held up the two pill boxes with a panicked expression, "Damn it, I think I gave you the fenamimin tablets and the ammonia tablets at the same time. I clearly said you can't take them together."
Lan Jingyu's expression froze, and the veins on his forehead were jumping crazily.
Seeing his expression, Li Ying rolled her eyes, leaned in front of him, and blinked, "Hey, do you think you will die?"
Lan Jingyu: "..."
The little shabby girl actually scared him.
Li Ying laughed out loud, crossed her arms across her chest and stepped back, "It turns out that you are sometimes afraid, huh, I thought you would have to talk until you die."
She poked his arm and said: "Be calm, your life is in my hands now. Seeing how weak you are, I might be able to kill you with one punch."
Lan Jingyu smiled, but his lips were bloodless.
He relaxed and leaned back, extending a hand towards Li Ying.