He Jiayu carried Su Xiaomo to the infirmary.
She woke up shortly after passing out and found herself lying in He Jiayu's arms with her cheek against his chest.
The teenager was walking steadily with her in his arms. The breeze brushed past him, stirring up a few strands of long hair. With a little sniff, she could smell his clean and refreshing fragrance.
Su Xiaomo made her decision right away: close her eyes and play dead!
OMG! She was in his arms! Her calloused heart was softened and bubbled over again!
Carrying Su Xiaomo into the infirmary, He Jiayu filled the school doctor in with a frown. The doctor then checked Su Xiaomo, keeping her suspicions to herself. What was going on today? Was malingering the trend now? Did they think she had nothing better to do?!
However, at the sight of the gentle and polite He Jiayu, all her complaints melted away immediately. She smiled at him amiably. "How about I give her a glucose IV?"
