"Go back to the dormitory," Lu Ning clapped his hand away, "You don't need to help, don't pour another one in a while."

I won't fall, and I didn't really fall yesterday.

Duan Feifan withdrew his hand and watched several boys trot along the stretcher.

"He seems to have a fever," Lu Ning frowned, "Is it a fever?"

I had to blow the air conditioner all night yesterday.

The air conditioner couldn't adjust the temperature, so it was 16 degrees on. It was like Jiang Kuo's style of not carrying it home after buying things. It would definitely not work with other people's bedding. It would probably be tiring to go back to the dormitory to get his own bedding.

The infirmary was not far from the stadium. On the way back to the dormitory, Duan Feifan walked quickly with Lu Ning.

When she was almost at the place, Lu Ning's cell phone rang. She picked it up and stopped after listening for two seconds. Her voice was filled with surprise and helplessness: "Which girl? Sun Xiaoyu also fainted? My God, I go over, I go..."

"Or... I..." Duan Feifan also stopped, and was also surprised. He fainted last year, but it was in the afternoon. It had been a day for only a few hours. "I'll pass..."

"You go to the infirmary and someone is dealing with it," Lu Ning ran back, "Tell them there is another one... Don't go back to the dormitory, and watch it for me there!"

"Okay." Duan Feifan nodded.

The infirmary was well prepared, with three beds. If you usually faint and rest, you can rest here. In severe cases, there are ambulances on the side of the court.

Jiang Kuo was placed on the innermost bed, and Duan Feifan went over and took a look.

"This is a fever," the doctor took his thermometer to take his temperature. "It's okay, I'm awake."

Duan Feifan saw that Jiang Kuo's eyes had been opened halfway, and he looked like he was not sleeping enough and was forced to wake him up.

"What do you think?" the doctor asked.

"Comfortable." Jiang Kuo said.

"What?" the doctor bent down and looked at him.

"There is air conditioner..." Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so fucking good."

"It seems that there is no problem," the doctor straightened up, "Let's see how much body temperature is... Did you just say there is another classmate?"

"Yes, a girl fainted," Duan Feifan nodded, "Send it here immediately."

"I understand," the doctor sighed, "The military training has just begun... Look at it for a while, and help him check his body temperature in 10 minutes."

"Oh." Duan Feifan responded. The man looked comfortable now. Do you still need someone to help him?

"No, don't touch me." Jiang Kuo said with his eyes closed.

"Okay," Duan Feifan said, "I promise to touch you and beat you up."

After a while of chaos, everyone in the infirmary who had nothing to do left. The doctor was writing something. Duan Feifan sat between two beds, Jiang Kuo on the left, and a girl who had just fainted on the right.

Ten minutes later, he knocked Jiang Kuo's legs on the bed with the tip of his shoe: "It's time to see your body temperature."

Jiang Kuo didn't make a sound, took out his thermometer and held it above, and looked at it silently.

"How many." Duan Feifan waited for twenty seconds and asked.

"I can't see clearly." Jiang Kuo rubbed his eyes.

"Take it over and I'll see it." said the doctor.

Duan Feifan took the thermometer and walked towards the doctor's desk while looking.

Jiang Kuo couldn't see clearly, maybe it was...it was burning too much?

He raised his thermometer and confirmed again at the sun: "Is this 39?"

"I won't go to the hospital." Jiang Kuo said immediately, very firm, as if someone was trying to force him to go to the hospital right away, with a little impatient feeling in his tone, "I don't want to move, I'll just sleep."

"Let's observe first," said the doctor. "If you don't retreat, let's talk about it. Take a leave today and go back to the dormitory to have a good rest."

"I'll rest here." Jiang Kuo said.

The doctor didn't say anything.

"Can I leave?" Duan Feifan asked. He saw Lu Ning walking over with a few bottles of water, "Girl Sister Ning can keep you there."

"Yes," the doctor waved his hand, "you go to military training."

"I don't have military training," Duan Feifan said, "I am a patient who needs to go back to the dormitory to sleep with air conditioning."

The doctor glanced at him, a little confused.

Jiang Kuo turned over and smashed his hand on the bed.

"I'm here, I just asked if I'm not feeling well, it's all fine," Lu Ning entered the infirmary and put the water on the table. "Doctor Lu, how are they?"

"Boys have fever," the doctor said, "girls have hypoglycemia."

"I understand, I'll stay here," Lu Ning patted Duan Feifan, "You go back to the dormitory."

Jiang Kuo did not lie. When he opened the dormitory door, air conditioning came to his face.

The keys and malatang on the table were placed in the same place and never moved. Duan Feifan took out the malatang and took it to Uncle Zhao for heating.

"Don't there be a microwave in your dormitory?" said Uncle Zhao.

"This one needs to be delicious when it is turned on," Duan Feifan poured the spicy hot pot into the small pot and put it on Uncle Zhao's small electric stove. "Can you do some?"

"What leftovers yesterday?" Uncle Zhao asked.

"I didn't eat it yesterday," Duan Feifan came to the side of the pot and sniffed it, "It's still very fragrant."

"I heard that someone fainted?" Uncle Zhao asked while watching the video on his mobile phone.

"A girl, and that, the one driving a sports car." Duan Feifan said.

"Jiang Kuo?" Uncle Zhao sighed, "Look at his behavior, he is a person who will be dizzy. Such a rich family is so slutty. Unlike you siblings, you can't let it go to the wilderness and sunbathe for three days."

"He blew in my dormitory all night yesterday," Duan Feifan said.

"It's still not good at physical fitness," Uncle Zhao shook his head, "It doesn't look that weak."

"I think my health is pretty good," Duan Feifan said, "I just haven't suffered any hardships. I'm so angry that I endured some hardships."

"Is our school hard?" Uncle Zhao couldn't accept it. "It's not very good. The technical college I've worked in before is hard, it's similar to prison."

"It's just a pain for him, he's so angry that he's got a fever," Duan Feifan said.

"I can't talk about people behind my back," Uncle Zhao looked at the window, "I'll come as soon as I say it."

Duan Feifan turned his head and saw Jiang Kuo walking into the dormitory building with a depressed look on his face.

"Come back and rest?" Uncle Zhao poked his head out of the window and asked, "Have you asked for leave?"

"Ask for leave," Jiang Kuo had no interest in speaking. Seeing Duan Feifan eating spicy hot pot again, he didn't want to speak, but Uncle Zhao's cross-examination was normal, so he answered honestly, "I have a fever."

"Go and rest." Uncle Zhao waved his hand.

He hadn't planned to go back to the dormitory before, so he wanted to take a nap in the infirmary with air conditioning. But I wonder if the instructor was a little worried when he saw that he was fainted two times, so he gave everyone a rest for twenty minutes.

Tang Li, a honest, serious person, actually brought his roommates to the infirmary to visit him.

"Everyone knows that you fainted in an hour," said Tang Li.

Of course everyone knows nonsense, because I fainted from the list in front of all the teachers and students.

"It's faster than Sun Xiaoyu." Li Zirui added.

Jiang Kuo sincerely thanked Ma Xiao, who had not spoken in his heart.

In order to prevent these people who couldn't speak from continuing to visit the disabled person who fainted for an hour during the next round of rest, Jiang Kuo left the infirmary.

Going back to the dormitory to get something to change his clothes, he called Da Cannon to pick him up.

Today he slept in the hotel for one day.

In fact, he just felt a little tired. He didn't feel anything particularly uncomfortable before fainting, and he didn't know how he could faint.

If the family knows this, Jiang Yushan will probably be able to send someone to drag him back directly.

"Why are you going out again?" Uncle Zhao asked as he looked at Jiang Kuo walking out of the dormitory.

"Go to the infirmary," said Jiang Kuo, "the dormitory is too hot."

"Oh..." Uncle Zhao responded.

When he thought that he could take a hot shower in ten minutes and lie on the soft bed in the hotel to eat, Jiang Kuo could not even feel that he was still having a fever, and when he walked out of the school gate, he was as light as a swallow.

"What's the 'color' of the face?" Dapao reached out to his finger and tried it on his forehead, "Wow, go to the hospital, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I want to take a shower and eat." Jiang Kuo said.

"When I came out, I had already sent it to the front desk. I guess we'll arrive." Dapao looked at him, "Are you okay? I've known you for so many years, and I've seen you have a fever for the first time, and I haven't even had a cold?"

"It's bitter." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then drop out of school and go home quickly," said Da Cannon.

"Get out." Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "Don't tell anyone about this, I can't let my family know about it."

When the cannon came out, he opened a suite for him.

After living in the school dormitory and corridor for two days, Jiang Kuo felt a little fluctuating in his heart when he saw the suite that he would not have any ideas.
To be continued...