Chapter 119 Xiaolan is sick

"Alas! I didn't expect it! I'm so terribly terribly today!" Du Yang put his hands to the sky and shouted loudly.

"Don't shout, it's not that we are too incompetent, it's that the enemy is too strong..." Zhou Shuai comforted.

"Go to the copy! It's not easy to take on a task but can't beat it. I'm really crying!" Binglan shook her head and said, "Xinyi, you can go to work too!"

"Good!" Zhang Xinyi gently held the little hand holding Binglan and went back to the city - to kill the sunset battlefield.

Binglan and others are already familiar with killing copies. By the time they were about to go to school in the early morning, the three copies had been cleared by several people...

The set parts that burst out of the copy can be traded in the copy, but the copy will be bound, and other non-set equipment will not be bound - this is also specially set to prevent players from making money by brushing the copy. Now brushing the copy is not for the suit, but for experience. ......

Binglan is a hundred people who don't want to make a copy - because of the copy, she has been away from Xinyi for a long time. Every night, as soon as she goes online, she brushes the copy. I'm really sorry for Zhang Xinyi...

But now everyone knows that this is a critical period. Although Zongheng and Xingling have fought fiercely in the territorial competition, in fact, neither guilds are officially ready to make enemies. Xingling is unwilling to make enemies, and Zongheng is unable to make enemies. At present, the people of Xingling need to rely on rapid upgrading to maintain their status in China, while vertical and horizontal people need to rely on upgrading to compete with Xingling for hegemony. No one will dare to neglect the slightest in training.

Binglan is already a little disgusted with pizza. Before going online on Sunday, she called them to change their tastes. After getting up, she simply ate something and went to school. On the way, she questioned herself why she has been not listening to lectures recently, is it because of the game or because of Zhang Xinyi? After thinking for a long time, I didn't understand it. Finally, he shook his head and said self-deprecatingly, "Maybe both!"

Life in the third year of high school is very boring. Those days of reading new texts aloud are gone. At present, the most frequent thing is to do endless test questions and review the text. In the morning of that day, each teacher sent several test papers. Binglan looked at the papers in her three test papers, which were all full, most of them. The test papers are still blank - sometimes they have to send 20 or 30 papers a day, and before they can be finished, they will be sent the next day...

Looking at the ink-scented test paper on the table, Bing Lan didn't know why she was very tired of the test paper. She pinched the test paper into a large ball and stuffed it into the desk, causing the table to shake violently.

"Xiao Lan, what's wrong with you?" Yuanzi saw that Binglan's face was not good and asked with concern. Binglan buried her head: "I don't know. Anyway, it's annoying!"

"I'm dizzy... Is menopausal syndrome coming?" Yuanzi asked - if it was placed in peacetime, Binglan would definitely smile and quarrel with Yuanzi, but this time it was different. Her voice was hoarse and sounded aggrieved, "Who knows... Who knows..."

At this time, the garden was really anxious: "Xiao Lan, are you not feeling well?" Then regardless of Binglan's struggle, the lecture pressed on Binglan's forehead - "Ah! It's so hot! Don't say anything when you're sick!"

"I don't know..."

"Go, go! Go to see a doctor!" The garden pulled Binglan up from her seat. At this time, Binglan's face was more red than just now. It seemed that she really had a high fever.

Before leaving the door of the classroom, when the bell of the class rang, the teacher also stepped into the classroom. Seeing the garden dragging the ice orchid, he couldn't help but be curious: "Classmate Yuanzi, you are..."

"Xiao Lan is sick and has a high fever! Can't I take her to the school doctor?" The garden was very anxious and spoke a little. Teacher Ren couldn't help frowning: "Then let her go by herself. Do you still need to drag her?"

"Ouch! Why are you so annoying! Let's talk about it when you come back!" The garden pushed Mr. Ren away and rushed out of the classroom with Binglan. The other students in the class were in an uproar. The teacher's face was gone. He angrily kicked the door of the classroom that was slowly closed by the wind. He only heard a "boom", and the classroom was quiet: "Who else doesn't want to listen to the lecture?" Get out of here now!"

The classroom is still silent...

"Bang!" The teacher threw the teaching plan and a thick test paper to the podium, "This class is self-study!"

After the teacher threw down this sentence, he left the classroom and went straight to the infirmary. As he walked, he said, "I have been teaching students for decades. Today is the first time I have seen students who are really difficult to manage!" I'm going to see if you two really go to the infirmary today!"

When I arrived at the door of the infirmary, I saw the school doctor standing at the door of the infirmary and was secretly happy: "Doctor, are there no students in it?"

"No? What's the matter?"

"Well... Just now, two students said they were sick. Let me have a look!"

"Oh! You said those two girls! That girl is so sick that she has been sent to the outside hospital - you know, my small clinic can't cure a serious illness..."

"Do you know what's wrong with her?"

"Oh... it's just a bad cold!"

"Oh! Thank you!" Teacher Ren left the infirmary, and his anger in the face of the two students had subsided. Instead, he sneered at the school doctor: "What a broken doctor, you can't even cure a bad cold!"

He also said that the garden took Binglan to the infirmary. The doctor saw that Binglan's fever was too sudden, and his body temperature kept rising, so he knew that there was nothing he could do. He immediately opened an infirmary certificate and handed it over to the garden, and asked the garden to take Binglan to the big hospital.

Except for the infirmary, Binglan had no strength to walk. The garden gritted his teeth, put the certificate of the infirmary in his mouth, and then carried Binglan on his back and rushed to the door. The gatekeeper at the school gate shouted from afar, "Classmate, it's time now..."

"Here is the certificate issued by the infirmary. There are seriously ill patients!" As soon as Yuanzi's teeth were sent, the certificate fell to the ground. The old man didn't think much about it. He immediately pressed the remote control and opened the door. Yuanzi called a taxi at the door and went straight to the hospital.

After calming down Binglan, the garden sat in the corridor in front of the ward and wiped a handful of sweat: "I'm exhausted!" This guy, why is he always sick! Every time I want my beautiful woman to save the beautiful woman... When I see that guy Zhang Xinyi again, I must ask him for a compensation! Humph!" As he spoke, Yuanzi dialed the phone number of the Blood Phantom. At this time, the Blood Phantom was playing a game. Hearing the call from the outside world, he hurriedly went offline.

"Hello? Yuanzi, what's the matter with you?"

"Well... Are you free now?"

"Ah?" The bloody phantom was stunned and thought what this daughter was going to do...

"Our beautiful president is sick and has a bad cold. If you are free, please come and take care of her?"

"I'll take care of it? What can I do for you?" The bloody phantom asked curiously, Murong Yuanzi said, "It's noon later. Someone must go to buy food, but someone has to watch Xiaolan here to buy food, right? I don't know how to split up. Those people are in class. We can't let them all ask for leave!"

"Yes, yes, yes! In which hospital, Feiyu and I will be there soon!" The bloody phantom asked, and the garden told the address of the hospital to the bloody phantom, and hung up the phone...

"Alas... It's good to have a studio, and the servants are on call! Hahahaha!" Murong Yuanzi laughed loudly in the corridor.

"I'm sorry, this is a hospital. Please be quiet!" A nurse came out of a ward, and the garden hurriedly shut up - "I'm so sorry! I was a little happy just now, so I couldn't help laughing..."

"I'm happy that someone is sick... I really don't understand..." The nurse shook her head and walked back, leaving Murong Yuanzi depressed in the corridor...

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