Chapter 2 Fever

It was so hot that Qiao Nan felt like he was on fire, and his whole body was so hot that he was about to be burned to ashes.

After struggling for a long time, Qiao Nan finally opened his eyes, and what he saw was not a white ward, but an old and familiar room.

"Mom, Nan Nan is sick, does it really matter if we don't care about her?"

"It's okay, your sister is rough and fleshy, and her life is hard. Just this illness can't kill her. And she will start school the day after tomorrow, and it's better when she's ill, so she can't sign up."

Thinking about the eldest daughter, Ding Jiayi figured out that the younger daughter missed the opportunity to sign up because of her illness. When she coaxes the dead girl, the dead girl will definitely give up school and go to work to earn money.

"Mom, this watermelon is so sweet, you should also eat a spoonful." Hearing the satisfactory answer, Qiao Zijin smiled and fed Ding Jiayi a mouthful of watermelon.

Hearing the conversation between the mother and daughter, Qiao Nan, who was running a high fever, finally knew where he was.

She went back to Qiao's house twenty-five years ago, back to the year when she had a high fever at the age of fifteen and missed the registration time, and then was coaxed by her mother to study part-time jobs to earn money to support Qiao Zijin!

That year, it rained heavily the night before Qiao Nan had a high fever. Because it was autumn rain, the weather was particularly cool after the rain.

Qiao Nan clearly remembered that she was covered with a quilt when she slept at night. When she woke up feeling uncomfortable, cold and lively, all the quilts were at the end of the bed.

During this period, Qiao Nan vaguely remembered that in the middle of the night when the rain was the heaviest, someone seemed to have come to her room.

In the end, not only was Qiao Nan not covered with a quilt, but even the window next to the bed could be opened.

If it wasn't for this, Qiao Nan wouldn't have a fever at all.

In her last life, Qiao Nan always thought that someone had come to her room, but she closed the window before going to bed, and it was an illusion that she opened the window when she woke up. She was sick and misunderstood.

But this time, Qiao Nan didn't think so.

"Last night" someone must have come to her room, not only lifted her quilt, but also deliberately opened the window, in order to make her sick, so that she missed the time for school registration!

Just when Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin were happily sharing a family relationship, the mother and daughter were shocked by a "bang".

"Nan, Nannan?" Qiao Zijin, who was holding half a watermelon and was nibbling happily, had a stiff face, and the hand holding the spoon was embarrassed.

Seeing the half watermelon in Qiao Zijin's hand, Qiao Nan laughed at himself.

Qiao Zijin was used to it by their mother, and she was domineering and selfish since she was a child. Qiao Zijin had a bad habit of eating watermelon. She liked to eat half a watermelon by herself with a spoon.

But now in the 1980s, the conditions were not as good as before, so every time Ding Jiayi bought watermelons, she told Qiao Nan and Qiao Dongliang that she only bought half of them.

But Qiao Nan now saw with his own eyes that Qiao Zijin was eating half a watermelon.

Qiao Zijin can eat half a watermelon, and when it falls on Qiao Nan, a watermelon can eat a bunch, even if Ding Jiayi gave her face!

"You damn girl, what are you kicking, who are you trying to scare to death!" Ding Jiayi, who was not guilty at all, scolded while pointing at Qiao Nan's nose.

Qiao Nan insisted: "I have a fever, what about the antipyretic?"

"What kind of antipyretic medicine, you have already eaten it, and it's gone." Ding Jiayi's eyes flashed, and it was only when she mentioned the medicine that she felt a little guilty.

Ignoring Ding Jiayi, Qiao Nan went to turn over the medicine by herself. In her last life, she almost became meningitis because she didn't take the antipyretic medicine in time.

Also because of this, because of her illness, the family had an extra expense, which made her believe her mother's words. She really thought that the family's money was spent for the treatment of her illness, and she had no face to continue her studies. Choose the wrong school to work and raise Qiao Zijin.

"You bastard, what are you messing around with?!" Qiao Nan's search for medicine angered Ding Jiayi.

Ding Jiayi grabbed Qiao Nan's hair with her left hand and pulled it back, while her right hand slapped Qiao Nan's face.

The sound of "pop" was astonishing.

After receiving a slap, Qiao Nan's ears "buzzed" directly, his face didn't hurt, but his nose was sore, and the nosebleed was like an open faucet, rushing out, dyeing Qiao Nan's collar red.

"If you're sick, just go back and lie down and lie down, and you still want to be a demon!" Ding Jiayi expected that Qiao Nan had no physical strength, and wanted to drag Qiao Nan back to the room and let Qiao Nan continue to sleep. Anyway, she didn't give Qiao Nan medicine. eat.

If the dead girl gets better, she will definitely go to school and waste the family's money.

Ding Jiayi just wanted Qiao Nan not to be ill, and it would be good to wait a month after the start of school before going to the ground.

Want to take medicine? There are no doors!

At this time, Qiao Nan saw through Ding Jiayi's plan, how could he be willing to submit, and put his head on Ding Jiayi's body.

It didn't hurt, but it was so unexpected that Ding Jiayi was startled and let go of the hand that was pulling Qiao Nan's hair, and Qiao Nan took the opportunity to run out.

"Dead girl!" Ding Jiayi, who was a step slower, stomped a few times: "If you have a seed, don't come back for the rest of your life!"

Seeing Qiao Nan resisting for the first time, Qiao Zijin was taken aback: "Mom, what's wrong with Nan Nan?" Isn't it always what Mom said before, so Nan Nan just listened?

"Don't care about her." Ding Jiayi clapped her eldest daughter's hand, but Ding Jiayi didn't care: "She is having a fever, she doesn't stay at home and has a good rest and runs outside, trying to find death."

Qiao Nan, whose head was burning so badly, only wanted to run out, but he had no idea what to do after running out.

With a "boom", Qiao Nan felt that he had bumped into someone, and his nose, which had not stopped bleeding, became more and more sore and uncomfortable, and tears followed.

"Be careful." The man was hoarse. In June, a cool voice penetrated into Qiao Nan's ears, and Qiao Nan wrapped an iron-like arm around his waist.

After Qiao Nan stood firm, he shook his head three times, and his mind became clearer. When he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes that were as cold as blades.

"Are you having a fever?" The man frowned when he came into contact with Qiao Nan's abnormal body temperature, and then saw the bloody red nosebleed on Qiao Nan's collar, and the thin lips pursed into a straight line: "follow me."

Qiao Nan just followed the man in such a confused way, and didn't come back to his senses until his butt was sitting on the soft sofa.

"Antipyretic medicine." The man's cold voice came, delivering medicine in one hand and holding a cup in the other.

Thinking of his own situation, Qiao Nan took the medicine from the man's hand without pretentiousness, swallowed it, and then looked up at the man carefully.

The man is very handsome, his face is sharp and horned, his thick eyebrows are full of awe-inspiring righteousness, his straight nose is straight and high, and the serious look in his eyes can easily make people afraid to retreat. The beautiful thin lips pursed for some reason, and Qiao Nan couldn't help but feel nervous.

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