The Beauty of 1980's

Ch.50 Stubborn

After spending two days with Ye Puzhou at his home, Meng Xiang returned to school.

　　She placed the sachet she bought next to the pillow. Soon, a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air, which was very pleasant. She also gave two sachets each to Huang Sijing and Shi Tian, ​​and they liked them very much as well.

　　As the inventory was not sufficient and the weather was getting colder, the autumn clothes would probably not sell for long, so Meng Xiang and Shi Tian decided to make a quick decision. After clearing out the inventory, they found a random excuse to ask for leave from their counselor and went to Shenzhen to purchase goods.

　　It is very troublesome to run back and forth like this, but there is no other way. The style and quality of the goods determine the survival of a store to a certain extent. Meng Xiang cannot let others decide and can only do it himself.

　　In the past two weeks, Meng Xiang has been in a state of being too busy to do anything.

　　After she finally caught her breath, her body started to feel unwell again. The weather had changed a lot recently, and Meng Xiang had been busy and didn't pay attention to putting on more clothes, so she caught a cold. At first, she just felt a little dry and sore in her throat in the evening, and she didn't take it seriously. Who knew that she started coughing after getting up the next morning, and she had a fever in the afternoon.
During class, because it was a professional course, Meng Xiang wanted to concentrate, but her eyelids kept fighting, and her head even felt a little dizzy. She could only lie on the table and rest for a while.

　　"Axiang, are you okay? Would you like to drink some hot water?" Huang Sijing lowered her head and whispered worriedly while Zheng Qi turned around to write on the blackboard.

　　Hearing this, Meng Xiang shook his head, feeling so uncomfortable that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

　　"Let's go to the infirmary later. I think your condition is a bit serious." Huang Sijing stretched out her hand and touched her forehead first, then put it on Meng Xiang's forehead. When she felt the heat, she widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Axiang! You have a fever."

　　"Hmm?" Meng Xiang raised his head slightly and looked at Huang Sijing in a daze. His little face was flushed red, and even his neck was covered with a layer of crimson.

　　"What's going on? Why aren't you doing your homework?" Zheng Qi walked to their row of seats at some point. The other students were concentrating on doing their homework. She must have set a deadline for completion, so everyone looked very busy. This made Meng Xiang and Huang Sijing look very awkward.

　　"Teacher, she seems to have a fever and is not feeling well." Huang Sijing didn't know how to answer Zheng Qi's question, so she could only tell the truth.

　　Hearing this, Zheng Qi hurriedly bent down to check on Meng Xiang's condition. He didn't even doubt whether the other party was lying, because he could tell with the naked eye that something was wrong with the latter. His eyes were dull, his breathing was rapid, and his face was flushed. What a terrible burn he had! Why didn't he ask for leave to go to the hospital and still come to class?

　　What a silly child.

　　Zheng Qi quickly asked other students to study, and she and Huang Sijing supported Meng Xiang and walked towards the school clinic.

　　"Teacher, do you need help? I'm coming too." Suddenly, a hurried male voice from the back row interrupted their progress.

　　Following the sound, I saw a tall boy standing on a seat, his face full of anxiety and worry. His eyes were fixed on Meng Xiang from beginning to end, never moving away.