Chapter 269 A Cold
Qi Zhijun called He Shu and asked him if he would go home today.
When the call was connected and He Shu started talking, he could tell something was wrong. When he found out that He Shu had a cold, he immediately felt a little disgusted.
What season is it now? It’s already past Qingming Festival and the temperature has risen. Can you still catch a cold?
He hung up the phone with a frown. Seeing him like this, Zhu Yu thought that He Shu said he would not come back.
"I'll pick him up in a minute."
"Come back? Then why are you so stern?"
"I caught a cold again. My physical condition is so poor. All my previous exercises were in vain."
"Ah? Xiaoshu has a cold?" Zhu Yu was a little anxious when he heard it: "Is it serious? Hey, I'll go with you to pick him up. You go drive and I'll change my clothes and come down."
Watching his wife jogging along, Qi Zhijun sighed helplessly. Just spoil her, she will soon become useless.
At this time, Qi Xue also came out of the house rubbing her eyes, standing at the door in her pajamas and yawning.
"Brother, where are you going?"
"I'm going to pick up He Shu. He has a cold. Your sister-in-law said she's going too."
Qi Xue scratched her messy hair: "You have a cold? Then wait for me for a while, I will go too."
After saying that, Qi Xue turned around and went into the house. Qi Zhijun was speechless. Did it take three people to treat a cold?
The nanny had already prepared breakfast, and the old man got up early and ate first.
Qi Zhijun walked to the dining table, took an egg, peeled it and put it into his mouth.
"Dad, you should talk to Xiaoyu and Xiaoxue. He Shu is already 21 years old, why did you mobilize so many people just because he had a cold?"
The old man looked up: "What did you say? Speak louder!"
"Dad, I think they spoiled the kids too much. It's just a minor cold, but they're making such a fuss!"
"Who has a cold?"
"What tree?"
The old man grabbed the cane on the table and hit Qi Zhijun on the head.
"Ouch." Qi Zhijun covered his head and quickly stepped back, staring and shouting, "Dad, why did you hit me?"
"The child has a cold, why don't you go check it out? How can you still have the heart to eat eggs? Is this how you act like an uncle?"
“…”
Qi Zhijun covered his head and walked out the door, sighing, speechless.
After Zhu Yu and Qi Xue changed their clothes, Qi Zhijun drove them to school.
He drove the car directly to the dormitory building on campus and called He Shu to ask him to come down.
He Shu was not in the dormitory. He went to buy medicine for an injection.
Common headaches, fevers, colds and the like can be treated at the school clinic, and it is also cheaper for students to buy medicine than outside.
When Qi Zhijun called him, he had just received an injection in the buttocks and half of his leg was numb.
He Shu asked his uncle to wait for a while, and then asked the doctor to prescribe two boxes of cold medicine for him and slowly walked back with them.
Since He Shu was six or seven years old, he occasionally caught a minor cold that didn't get better after a few days and needed an injection, so he went on his own.
His mother took him there once, and the second time she gave him the money and let him go by himself.
At that time, there was a small private clinic near my home, so I didn’t have to cross the road, so I felt relieved.
But what child is not afraid of injections?
But as long as his mother kept praising him for being brave, he would muster up the courage to go to the clinic, crying and sticking his butt out, waiting to be spanked.
When he recalls his childhood now, He Shu feels that he was really brave back then.
But later on, he could do everything by himself, but no one encouraged or praised him anymore.
It has been so long since his mother passed away, and He Shu has actually gotten over it a long time ago, but he just misses the time when his mother was still around.
He Shu gently shook his head, which was a little unclear. Maybe it was because people were more fragile when they were sick?
He felt that he was particularly sentimental today...
Qi Zhijun, who was waiting downstairs in the dormitory building, opened the car door and got out.
Qi Xue also got off the car with her sister-in-law and walked around nearby. The campus scenery of Huaqing University is quite nice.
There are no classes today, so the students left the dormitory later than usual.
Groups of young people came out of the building one after another. Zhu Yu said to Qi Xue, "Look at these kids. It's great to be young."
"Yeah, it's a pity that youth is gone forever." Qi Xue also sighed.
Several boys from the Computer Science Department walked out of the dormitory and saw Qi Zhijun standing next to the car.
One of them took a closer look, then pulled the students next to him and whispered, "Look at that guy, does he look like the perverted instructor Qi during our military training?"
The perverted instructor Qi has become the nightmare of all the computer science students in grades 1 and 3, and the impression of him is unforgettable.
Later, after everyone got to know each other at school, they asked seniors who were taller than themselves and looked at their younger classmates. They found that no class of students had ever experienced such high-intensity military training as theirs.
Now Instructor Qi suddenly appeared in the school, and the fear in the hearts of several students immediately resurfaced.
"Fuck, it seems to be true. Hurry up and pretend you can't see it."
Several boys walked away quickly, and after they had gone far away they secretly looked back, wondering what this Instructor Qi was doing in the school again?
Qi Xue turned around and saw her eldest nephew limping towards her, waving at her with a smile on his face.
"Uncle, aunt, and auntie." He Shu came over and was a little confused: "Why are you all here?"
When my aunt saw that he was holding the medicine in his hand, she went over and touched his forehead. It was not hot, but a little cold.
"You didn't tell me earlier that you had a cold. If your uncle hadn't called me today, I wouldn't have known about it."
He Shu glanced at his uncle and said with a smile, "It's just a minor cold, nothing serious, just take some medicine and it will be fine."
"What were you doing just now? What happened to your leg?"
He Shu rubbed his lower back and said, "I went to get a small injection, it will be fine in a while."
"You're going to get the injection yourself? Are there doctors in this school who can do it?" My aunt felt distressed: "Hurry up and get in the car, go home and have a good rest."
He Shu got in the car and sat on the passenger seat. My uncle had a wooden face and said nothing. He waited for them to sit down before driving out.
He didn't notice that the classmates who had undergone military training with him in the distance were all dumbfounded.
"Is that He Shu?"
"Yes, it's him."
"He got into Instructor Qi's car?"
"Who are those two women? They seem familiar. What's going on?"
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"Is Miaomiao free today? If not, take her home to play for a while." My aunt asked after we left Huaqing University.
" Xia Miao said she has a club activity today." He Shu replied, but still took out his cell phone and called Xia Miao.
At this time, Xia Miao had already followed the school bus to the exhibition hall outside. She heard He Shu's heavy nasal tone when he spoke, and she knew that his cold had worsened.
Knowing that He Shu was going to his grandfather's house, Xia Miao was no longer worried, because He Shu's aunt was especially kind to He Shu and would definitely take good care of him.
The two chatted briefly, and as soon as He Shugang hung up the phone, another call came in. It was Feng Haoxiang.
"Hello, Haoxiang?"
"Brother Shu, someone just saw you get into Instructor Qi's car, and they came to ask me, did you really get into that perverted Instructor Qi's car?"
