Chapter 81 The Teacher of Class B Has Turned Green

His palms were warm and dry, covering his eyes, Qiao Nian could only feel the darkness in front of him.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if a feather brushed gently over my heart.

Before she could grasp that feeling, Ye Wuchuan had already taken his hand away, holding the child beside him, with a dignified and leisurely body on his body: "Let's go, let's go out first and let her have a good rest."

"Yeah." Although Ye Qichen was reluctant to leave like this, he thought that Qiao Nian was tired, so he went out with Ye Wuchuan obediently and sensible.

Qiao Nian watched them go to the door. Seeing that the door was about to close, he seemed to suddenly remember and asked inadvertently, "By the way, why didn't you tell me that you are good at medicine?"

Qiao Nian had already figured out a solution to this question before he came out of the operating room, so he was not in a hurry at all. He raised his eyelids and his dark eyes were calm and bright: "You never asked me."

"..."

Ye Wuchuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Tsk, this answer is reasonable and irrefutable, it's her style.

He didn't ask any more questions, he put it down lightly, closed the door, and said in a provocative voice, "Good night."

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Qiao Nian thought that she would not be able to sleep in another place.

Unexpectedly, she woke up naturally from a sleep, and when she rubbed her head and became drowsy, it was past ten o'clock the next morning.

The first class this morning was Shen Hui's class.

Qiao Nian propped up her drowsy forehead, which had been slumbering for too long, and got up. She found a new set of neatly folded clothes on the side of the bed at some point, and her schoolbag beside her.

There was also a note with writing on it.

Qiao Nian picked up the note and looked down, there was a row of Kuangjuan's pen writing on it - [I helped you call the school to ask for sick leave, wake up, take a shower, and rest. 】

The font looks regular, and every word reveals a powerful publicity.

At first glance, it was Ye Yichuan's words.

It turned out that he helped her ask for leave.

Qiao Nian unconsciously recalled the picture of him carrying himself up outside the operating room yesterday, put down the note impatiently, picked up the clothes on the bed, searched for it, found a separate bathroom in the ward, and took a shower. .

After a cold shower, Qiao Nian was awake.

She changed her clothes and came out. She looked around and didn't see Ye Wuchuan and the little guy. She didn't know where they went. Qiao Nian simply sent him a text message, then picked up her schoolbag and went to school.

...

When she got to school, the second big class was over, just in time for the lunch break.

Qiao Nian twisted the bag with one hand, and the noisy classroom just now seemed to be frozen, and instantly became quiet.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her in unison.

What are they doing?

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, his eyes were angry, he stopped for a second and quickly walked back to his seat.

She put down her bag.

The crowd in the classroom seemed to have come to their senses, roaring cheers.

"Joe Nian is here!"

"Sister Nian is coming to school."

"Haha, I thought she wasn't here today. Didn't Lao Shen say that Sister Nian is on sick leave today?"

"Hey, hey, come here, come here."

Joey:  …

Miss?

She pulled the chair away with her pale hands and sat down, and Shen Qingqing next to her immediately grabbed her hand happily and wanted to jump down: "Qiao Nian, do you know how many marks you scored this time?"

"?"

Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment. Except for the 40 points in the final composition of Chinese, she thought she didn't write too many words. After six subjects, it should be 560 points.

Before she could answer, Shen Qingqing tugged at her sleeve impatiently, smiling until she could not see her eyes: "560! It's 560!"

"Qiao Nian, you are the first in the school!"

The paper has not been handed out today. I heard that the teacher corrected it overnight according to the requirements of the class teacher of class B last night, and counted the scores. Today, only the scores are posted.

If Shen Qingqing knew that the 40 points that Qiao Nian was deducted was just for not writing an essay, he would definitely go crazy.

Liang Bowen was also leaning against the wall at this time, holding a basketball in his hand, changing his gentle image, wearing a blue Nike smear on his forehead, sunny and handsome: "Chen Yuan also ranked 12th in the school, it is said that the next door The teachers of class B have their faces green when they get the school ranking."

"Qiao Nian, you can. I thought you were joking with us by saying that you were first in the exam. I didn't expect your grades to be so good."

He can't wait to see Class B apologize to them now.