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Chapter 34 "Stand here and wait for me."

The contraction of the left ventricle and the right ventricle is to allow the blood to complete a systemic circulation and a pulmonary circulation, and to meet the needs of the physiological activities of the tissues and organs of the whole body.Not because of anything else.

But now is not the time to be indifferent.

The lips that were originally pursed into a line moved slightly, and Zhou Chiyu said, "Sorry, I—"

Song Boyang, who suddenly stepped forward, hugged his shoulders, and in a face-to-face posture, Zhou Chiyu's next words fell into the gaps in the fabric of Song Boyang's school uniform, and there was nowhere to follow.

The arm around Zhou Chiyu's left shoulder patted Zhou Chiyu's back, similar to an action to comfort the other party when facing agitated emotions, and as if coaxing a kindergarten child to sleep, Song Boyang's chin crossed Zhou Chiyu's On the right shoulder, Zhou Chiyu didn't turn his head, so he couldn't see the expression on Song Boyang's face.

But the serious tone just now changed back to the usual briskness, and only Song Boyang said half-jokingly and half-seriously——

"Although I don't know where I offended our classmate Xiao Zhou, I'm here to apologize to you first, and I also ask classmate Xiao Zhou to forget about villains, let go of personal grievances, temporarily forget about this matter, and talk to me." I'm going to the hospital."

"After you've been to the hospital, you'll come to me to settle the score again. Can you bear with me now?"

It is easy to think that when he said this, he had a smiling and sly expression, which was the same as in many previous conversations, so the abnormal seriousness just now was more like Zhou Chiyu's nervousness. an illusion.

Song Boyang didn't give Zhou Chiyu time to respond, and said in one go, "Stand here and wait for me. I'll go to the class teacher to ask for leave."

Then ran away in an instant.

Zhou Chiyu stood where he was, hesitated to speak, and finally just blinked slowly.

Not long after, Zhou Chiyu saw Song Boyang coming out of the office with a slip of leave, which was cut by the window into pieces of light spots that were originally printed on the ground. Because Song Boyang passed by, the white cloth of the school uniform fell just right On it, there are many golden armor pieces attached, as if glowing.

"Now I have already asked for leave, you can't let my leave be taken for nothing." Song Boyang shook the leave note in his hand, "I'll go to the classroom to get a schoolbag, wait for me a little longer."

Zhou Chiyu was still in a daze until carrying his schoolbag and walking down the stairs side by side with Song Boyang.

He thought, how could Song Boyang not be angry.

The temper is really ridiculously good.

In fact, after the fourth class in the afternoon, it is time for day students to go home for dinner. At this time, there is no access control in A.

Song Boyang didn't ask for the leave note to leave school, but to prevent the uncle guard from letting him in when he returned to school.Always keep some evidence to prove that there is a legitimate reason for your absence from evening self-study.

Along with the rushing crowd, they came to the gate of the school, and the bus stop was not far away.

Song Boyang asked: "Wait for the bus? Or take a taxi?"

Zhou Chiyu shrank his neck in the cold, "Wait for the bus, I'm not in a hurry."

"it is good."

Standing under the bus stop sign, watching the sky slowly, quietly, darken a little bit.The cold night soaked the fine wind, and the wind pierced through the crowded air and nimbly entered Zhou Chiyu's cuffs.

Zhou Chiyu, who folded his arms, couldn't help but sneezed again.

"Is it cold?"

"good."

Song Boyang was dubious, thought for a while and took off his school uniform and put it on Zhou Chiyu's head.

There will be a very small amount of Song Boyang's pheromone left on the school uniform. Although it is tasteless, it can be clearly perceived by Zhou Chiyu. The moment Song Boyang's school uniform hat is put on his hair, he feels inexplicably at ease. It seems that I am not so anxious anymore.

Zhou Chiyu turned his head and asked, "Aren't you cold like this?"

Song Boyang smiled, "I'm not cold. I have thick skin and can resist freezing."

People like Zhou Chiyu with overdeveloped cold receptors, seeing Song Boyang wearing only a thin sweater, already felt the same, and his skeletal muscles began to tremble involuntarily to generate heat.

The cold has not reached the point of being unbearable, otherwise Zhou Chiyu would not have successfully passed the seventeen autumns and winters of his life before he met Song Boyang. With this simple action, he has already experienced the power of rationality and instinct.

hair.On the first day of estrus, a little residual smell on Alpha's clothes can bring great psychological satisfaction to Omega, which sounds a lot like pheromone addiction.

Zhou Chiyu handed the school uniform hanging on his forearm to the other party, "Put it on, I'm not cold."

He continued his efforts, "Don't catch a cold, the loss outweighs the gain."

Song Boyang didn't take it immediately.

After thinking about it, Zhou Chiyu said again: "I still have a fever, do you think I'm cold?"

Song Boyang was stunned when he heard this.

It seems to be quite reasonable.

Zhou Chiyu took the opportunity to stuff the school uniform back into Song Boyang's hands.

In fact, his neck was burned as if he was roasting on a scorching fire, but his hands and feet trembled as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Trapped under the skin with no escape.

Zhou Chiyu secretly glanced at Song Boyang.

Song Boyang is not always smart, but now he is quite stupid.

Yes, it's pretty easy to cheat.

Standing obliquely behind Song Boyang, he sneaked a few more glances at Song Boyang.Song Boyang was looking in the direction of the intersection at the moment, trying to catch a bus that was about to stop next to the stop sign where the two were standing.

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"Here we come! Bus No. 606!"

Song Boyang hurriedly put on his school uniform, and held Zhou Chiyu's hand in a hurry, "Let's go."

In the other hand were two one-dollar coins.

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The No.1 civilian hospital in City A has arrived.

The two registered, went to the doctor's office, drew blood and got a report, and returned to the doctor's office.

The doctor pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at a series of data and began to analyze, "You have a viral cold, you are in estrus. Are you in estrus? In estrus, the resistance of omegas is generally weakened." , and your pheromone can also reduce the surrounding temperature..."

That's right, Zhou Chiyu thought, this is simply stacking debuffs.

Later, the doctor babbled a lot. The two high school students who hadn't finished the third course of the compulsory biology course in high school seemed to understand what the doctor said. The only thing they understood was that Zhou Chiyu needed an IV.

Otherwise, relying entirely on the body's immune system, it won't be healed in ten days or half a month.

"Viral cold." Walking out of the doctor's consulting room and taking the doctor's prescription to the pharmacy sales office on the first floor to get the infusion, Song Boyang muttered, "I really didn't know that colds can be divided into viral colds and bacterial colds today. "

Zhou Chiyu thought for a while, "The biology teacher seems to have talked about it in class."

"Ah, really? Blame me for not paying attention in class."

"It's not Lao Liu." Zhou Chiyu said, "I heard it from our biology teacher in the liberal arts class when I was in the first year of high school. He was quite divergent in class, and he liked to talk about things that were not tested in the exam. When it came to the part of the virus A viral cold was mentioned."

"Some students in our class who decided to choose science from the very beginning were ignorant and ignorant in the first semester of senior high school. They were tricked by him and wrote down several pages of handwriting."

Song Boyang smiled and said, "Isn't this a bit like our history teacher? When teaching history in a science class, you will go through the knowledge points in the textbook in 5 minutes, and start storytelling in the remaining 10 minutes. It looks like you are here to practice eloquence."

The two chatted without saying a word.

Not many people came to fetch water tonight, so there were very few people in the infusion room waiting for the nurses to give them intravenous injections.

When it was his turn to give Zhou Chiyu an injection, Song Boyang said, "If you are afraid, you can close your eyes."

Zhou Chiyu was speechless, "...you treat me like a three-year-old child."

The nurse who gave the needle may be a novice. The first needle was not injected into the vein. When the needle was pulled out, she looked a little annoyed.

When the nurse pulled out the needle, she repeated several words in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhou Chiyu looked up at Song Boyang, who happened to be looking at him too.

It's strange that the mood calms down for no reason at this time.

Zhou Chiyu said warmly, "It's okay, take your time."

Song Boyang teased from the side, "Wow, you are so gentle."

Zhou Chiyu glanced at Song Boyang suspiciously, always feeling that what he said next would not be good.

Song Boyang continued to joke with a playful smile, "If only you were so gentle with me."

Zhou Chiyu: "..."

Zhou Chiyu asked, "I don't have one?"

The person in front of him probably didn't know. If another person said this to Zhou Chiyu, Zhou Chiyu might not bother to pay attention, and just pretended that he didn't hear it.

Song Boyang smiled and said nothing.

Looking at Song Boyang's appearance, Zhou Chiyu suddenly thought for some reason that his attitude in the afternoon was not considered friendly, and just now he felt that he was a bit "gentle" in any way, and now he was inexplicably a little bit emboldened.

Pursing his lips, Zhou Chiyu said in a low voice, "Well...I was in a bad mood this afternoon...Maybe I spoke a little rushed...Sorry."

Song Boyang laughed out loud.

He said, "It's all right."

The nurse's third injection finally succeeded.

Song Boyang was already tall, and when he was walking with a transparent medicine bottle, he looked like a moving human-shaped bracket.

The two found two adjacent empty seats and sat down.

Zhou Chiyu's schoolbag was taken off long before the infusion, and Song Boyang threw it on his seat.

Zhou Chiyu didn't bring a watch. Looking around, he didn't see a clock on the wall of the hospital. He asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost eight o'clock."

"It's so late?" Zhou Chiyu suddenly realized something, "Did you not have dinner?"

In fact, the answer is almost yes.After the fourth class, Zhou Chiyu went to the office to ask for leave, and when he came out, he ran into Song Boyang. Afterwards, the two walked together, and Song Boyang's figure never left his sight on the road. Can't find any time the other party might have dinner.

"Are you hungry?" Song Boyang thought, "On the way to the infusion room, I saw a vending machine in the lobby on the first floor, where I can buy snacks. How about I buy some?"

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Chiyu answered irrelevantly, "Order takeaway, I'll treat you."

Song Boyang was a little confused, "How?"

Zhou Chiyu was a little proud, "I have a mobile phone in my schoolbag."

Song Boyang was stunned for a moment, and then began to pretend to be shocked——

"Okay, you bring your mobile phone to class!"

It's a pity that the acting skills are not good enough, so I couldn't help laughing soon.

Barely suppressing part of his smile, Song Boyang pretended to be serious and said, "Xiao Zhou, I want to announce something to you now."

Clearing his throat, he said, "You, I have something in my hands."

Then began to threaten, "If you piss me off in the future, I will report you to the head teacher."

Zhou Chiyu was unmoved, and ignored Song Boyang's "threat" at all, "I don't have handy hands, you can help me, there is a hidden zipper in the largest layer of the schoolbag, open the zipper, and the phone It's in the mezzanine."

Song Boyang nodded, "Okay."

Watching Song Boyang lower his head and flip through his schoolbag, Zhou Chiyu suddenly remembered something.

Wait...my diary is still in my bag!