The sweet customer service lady at the airport ticket counter had a face full of enthusiasm.
"Help me check what time is the earliest flight to city S."
Brother Ku's face was expressionless and seemed a little absent-minded.
"Okay, please wait a moment... Hello sir! The nearest flight is Hainan Airlines hu8768. The departure time is 17:20. Now only first class and full-price tickets are available. Do you need to buy tickets?"
"5:20? Isn't there a bus at 4:30? I've taken it several times."
"Sorry sir, there is no 16:30 flight to city S. The nearest flight is 17:20."
"S city? Who wants S city? I want to go to D city!"
Yan Zisong seemed to have been burned suddenly, and he raised his arm that was propped on the counter as fast as he could, and scolded in surprise as if he couldn't believe it.
"..." The customer service lady, who was startled by the man's quick movements, opened her mouth. She was about to retort a few words, but then she thought it was unnecessary and continued to show her thoughtful and enthusiastic service attitude, "Sorry, please wait a moment.
Let me check for you again..."
"Wait..., how about...buy one for me to go to the S market..." Yan Zisong said a little bit, and finally muttered in a low voice, "Since you want to sell it so much...".
The sweet customer service lady was completely petrified.
"Qin Xiaoman," Wu Yu pushed open the dormitory door, walked to Qin Xiaoman's bedside in two steps, and pulled the arm of the person lying on the bed, "Go to the hospital, why are you holding on even if you are like this?
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"No need." The nerve processes on my head were beating non-stop. I felt like half of my head was numb, and my voice became fainter. "Didn't you take medicine?" I was grateful in my heart, but I couldn't open my eyes.
I don't even have the energy to say more.
Wu Yu looked at the half-dead woman lying on the upper bunk of a house that was stubborn as hell, and just wanted to beat the ground with grief and anger. What qualifications does a person whose boyfriend doesn't answer his calls every day have to make himself look like a living dead?
If this person had half the courage she had when she hung up the phone, he should be torturing others vigorously instead of torturing himself like he is now!
Ask her and she won't tell you, she will just shed tears.
He gritted his teeth with hatred and just wanted to let her fend for herself. However, when he saw the unusual blush on Qin Xiaoman's face, he immediately changed his direction. The heat he felt when he touched the patient's forehead made Wu Yu take a bite.
Shocked, "Qin Xiaoman!"
The girl who still had some common sense shouted, "Why are you so hot?! Get up quickly and go to the hospital!"
"No, I'm so tired." The person lying in bed still didn't have the strength to say another word.
"No! Don't you know you have a fever?" Seeing that good words and persuasion failed, I had no choice but to take coercive measures. While I was thinking about waiting for someone to come back and send the patient to the hospital together, the phone on the table rang.
Wu Yu decisively picked up the phone, and a sincere male voice came from the other end. "Is Qin Xiaoman here?"
"She is sick and has a severe fever. I am about to send her to the school hospital."
"I'll come up and pick you up."
Before I even asked "How long will it take for you to arrive?", the other party hung up the phone decisively.
Wu Yu glanced at Qin Xiaoman, who was struggling to turn over with frowning eyebrows. Although he knew that he couldn't tell how high her fever was based on his own experience, he still couldn't help but raise his hand and touch it to try.
It's very hot, and I regret a little bit. I should have at least asked him quickly where he is now. Do I have to wait for him to come over now?