"Yes, it's good and bad. It's always been like this. It's been a long time." Teacher Zhu sighed.
"Then, does she have any other undiagnosed diseases?"
I asked casually with some confusion. Of course, I didn’t really ask casually because I remember when I was in elementary school, one of my classmates often had high fever and was later diagnosed with a terminal disease.
Although I have forgotten the specific symptoms, I clearly remember that this classmate passed away in the end.
Terminal diseases usually devour young lives. No matter how advanced medical technology is, we will be unable to do anything in the end.
I really don't want Zhang Miaomiao to suffer from a similar terminal disease. Her life has not fully blossomed yet. She is so beautiful and so cute.
But her frequent fever must be more than just a cold. She might actually have some other undiagnosed illness. Could she really be terminally ill?
When I thought that Zhang Miaomiao would get a terminal disease similar to that of my elementary school classmates, I shivered all over. It was really scary.
When Teacher Zhu heard what I said, he shook his head feebly, and then said, "Zhuge Xingliang, I have also considered what you said. At first, I also doubted whether she had any other diseases.
So last weekend I took Miaomiao to the Provincial First People's Hospital for a full-body examination."
Teacher Zhu said, paused, and glanced at me with a faint look.
"What's the result, Teacher Zhu?" I asked anxiously.
Teacher Zhu frowned even more tightly, and his face was not very pretty, "Hey, the examination showed nothing abnormal, and there are no problems with any organ in the body. In other words, if Miao Miao does not have a cold or fever, Miao Miao is completely a normal person."
As soon as I heard Teacher Zhu's words, I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and my nervousness finally calmed down a bit. I was just curious, why did Zhang Miaomiao not recover from the cold for so long?
"Teacher Zhu, have you asked the doctor why Miao Miao has a cold and a fever? There can be no reason?" I looked at Teacher Zhu's confused eyes and continued to ask.
Teacher Zhu nodded and seemed to agree with my statement, "Yes, I asked the doctor the same thing at that time. The doctor said that Miaomiao's disease mainly comes from herself."
Teacher Zhu didn’t seem to be very willing to talk about Zhang Miaomiao’s condition. He replied to me and then fell silent. But I really wanted to know, so I followed up and asked, “Teacher Zhu, what do the doctor’s words mean?”
Teacher Zhu suddenly turned her head and stared at me, her eyes radiating light, which startled me. But in an instant, she shook her head again and sighed longly and said, "Miaomiao is a silly girl, the doctor said
She is heartbroken, that is, she is overly sad. Zhuge Xingliang, you should know why our Miaomiao is overly sad."
Too sad? These four words are poking at my heart like the tip of a needle. Teacher Zhu also knows that Zhang Miaomiao likes me, but I am in love with Huang Yiyi.
In this world, besides me, who else can make Zhang Miaomiao sad?
Yes, it’s only me, it’s only me.
Thinking of this, I felt extremely guilty, and I asked gently, "Teacher Zhu, can I go see her?"