My Childhood Friend is a Straight A, What Should I Do?

Chapter 029

After Rong Mian replied, he concentrated on writing the five thousand-word battle analysis, and when he recovered, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Sang Guo stood outside the door and winked at him: "Here he comes!"

Before Rong Mian could go out, Song Yang strode over, looking a little flustered.

"Mianmian, are you not feeling well?"

How this unfolded is different from what he thought.

Rong Mian looked confused: "I'm fine."

Song Yang probed his forehead, opened his eyelids to take a look, and turned the person around a few times.

"You don't have a fever, how can you talk nonsense?"

Hearing him muttering in a low voice, Rong Mian: "..."

Being turned a little dizzy, Rong Mian raised his hand to interrupt: "You came here in a hurry just to see if I am sick?"

Song Yang took him to the living room and stopped Sang Guo who was going back to the room.

"Go get the medical kit."

Sang Guo:"......"

Rong Mian was pushed into the sofa by him, looked up and asked, "You were already at school when I sent you the message?"

Song Yang opened the medical box and took out the detector: "I asked the driver to rush back. It originally took 20 minutes, but this time I will arrive in five minutes."

Rong Mian: "..."

After some inspections, the values ​​on the instrument showed that except for the slightly higher body temperature, everything else was normal.

Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief and pulled him back to his room: "You must be tired from fighting, so go to bed early at night."

Rong Mian: "I haven't finished writing my battle analysis."

"Is work or body more important?"

Song Yang was rarely strong and pushed him into the bed.

That's not what the book says.

Rong Mian was a little unwilling: "Didn't you say it's cold?"

Song Yang: "Don't you disapprove of me staying in the omega dormitory?"

Rong Mian: "..."

Forget about it.

He asked Song Yang to cover him with a quilt, and suddenly smelled a tinge of blood in his nose, very faint, but with a strong sense of presence.

Song Yang was about to withdraw his hand when Rong Mian grabbed him.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Mian carefully checked his hands and found no wounds.

"Do you have any pain in your body?"

Song Yang wanted to say that there was nothing, but seeing the worry in Rong Mian's eyes, he suddenly changed his words: "I stared at the chip for two hours, my eyes are sore and sore, and I see double images."

Eyes?

Seeing Rong Mian's puzzled expression, Song Yang leaned closer to let him see more clearly.

"Do you see if there are a lot of bloodshots?"

Looking at the gradually enlarged handsome face in front of him, Rong Mian's thoughts were interrupted, he held his face and opened his eyelids to take a look.