In the next two days, people on the first floor, which had been in good condition, also started to have a fever. Lin Qinghan’s class was no exception. The school issued alcohol lamps and white vinegar for fumigation in the classroom every day, but it still failed to prevent the spread of the flu.

When the three of them were eating that day, She Jiayi frowned and said, "The school should be closed soon. Some classes have been wiped out."

Lin Qinghan nodded: "It's better to let it go early, because the family has a small crowd and it is not easy to spread."

She was eating, her gaze fell on Qu Mozhen on one side, she was a little quiet, and the chopsticks took a few dishes but then put them down, eating slowly, as if she had a bad appetite. Looking back when she came down together, she was not in good spirits, and her heart suddenly tightened. Putting down the spoon in her hand, she quickly asked Qu Mozhen: "Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?"

Qu Mozhang was taken aback for a moment: "No, just aren't you hungry?"

Lin Qinghan didn't let down the worry in her eyes. She frowned and stretched out her hand to touch Qu Mo Qi's forehead. Her palm was slightly hot, different from the temperature she had encountered in the past, and her heart suddenly raised: "Jiayi, Mo Qi is a little hot. "

She Jiayi heard it, and quickly reached out and touched Tanqu Mo Zang's forehead, and then touched her forehead: "It's a bit hot indeed."

"Did you take your temperature in the morning? Are there any symptoms?"

"I tested it, 36.8 degrees Celsius, no problem." Qu Mozhan did not get sick in the previous life, and she didn't think she would catch up this time.

Lin Qinghan was absent-mindedly after eating a meal, quickly finished pulling Qu Mozuo back to take a temperature measurement, and when it was time to take it, his brows tightened at 38.3°C.

When I went back and asked for leave with the head teacher, Lin Qinghan accompanied Qu Mozhen to the infirmary. The doctor re-tested it to be 38.5°C.

Looking at the thermometer, some fat school doctors said: "The flu has been very serious recently, and you need an infusion in this condition."

Qu Mozhan did not feel uncomfortable, otherwise he would not know that he had a fever. When he saw five or six students sitting there hanging water, Qu Mozhan still refused the infusion. The school hospital was small and crowded. Not to mention, the air is not good, so he proposed to go home.

Although this flu is not a pandemic, it is also an outbreak. Students who are ill have a bad cold. It is best to go back as soon as possible to avoid infecting others.

But now there is no one at home. Lin Qinghan is worried that Qu Mozang who is sick will go back alone, but Qu Mozang's attitude is very firm: "The two afternoons are new math classes. I can’t miss classes. I’m fine. There is a health clinic near my home. Will go to see a doctor."

Lin Qinghan has always been obedient. This time, even if she was worried, she still endured watching Qu Mozhen ride back by bike. Looking at her shadow, she pursed her lips and thought to herself that she must learn to ride a bicycle, otherwise she could send Qu Mozhen back first. Hurry back.

This afternoon, Lin Qinghan was a little uneasy, still trying to listen to the teacher's lecture in math class. When it came to the last Chinese class in the afternoon, she couldn't help it anymore. She did a whole afternoon of mental building and gathered the courage to go up and ask her Chinese teacher for leave.

The Chinese teacher is a very temperamental female teacher. She took the Chinese from the first two classes of senior high school and happened to be Qu Mozang's Chinese teacher. After hearing what Lin Qinghan said, she looked tense and a little nervous. She smiled and looked at her: "So you live with Mo Zang and you can ask for leave, but you need to go to the office to say hello to the head teacher, Mr. Chen, and you must be on the way. be careful."

Lin Qinghan bowed slightly: "Thank you, teacher." Then he packed up and left the classroom in a somewhat awkward manner.

Since being with Qu Mozhan, her original silent and inferiority character has improved a lot under her guidance, but there is a kind of fear in her bones about getting along with the teacher. Just taking a leave of absence, it took her very courage.

When she came out of the class teacher, her expression had calmed down a lot. Thinking back to the tone and expression of the two teachers just now, Lin Qinghan took a deep breath and her eyes brightened a lot.

Mo Zang did not lie to her. Before doing many things, he always found it difficult. So much mental construction made him very nervous, but he really mustered the courage to take that step. The process was not that difficult, and the result was not that bad. The skepticism and blame did not appear, but they felt their concern.

The world was not as bad as she had imagined, and she herself was not as bad as she had imagined.

People are actually very strange. They will be stabbed by a malicious person, become cringe and sensitive, and they will be inspired by a little kindness.

Lin Qinghan, who was in the community, first went to the health clinic to check, Qu Mozhen was no longer there. After counting the time, she may have finished the infusion. She thought about it, and took it in her schoolbag, still carrying the dozen dollars she had saved, she turned around and went to the supermarket again.

When he returned home, he opened the door gently, and Lin Qinghan looked around for a week, and there was no one in the living room. She put the things in her hand into the kitchen and gently twisted the door of Qu Mozhen's bedroom. The bed bulged up and Qu Mozhen seemed to fall asleep.

Carefully walked over, Lin Qinghan was about to stretch out his hand, but he shrank back when he thought of something. After the curtains were drawn, the room was a little dark, and Qu Mozang's sleeping face could be seen vaguely. Lin Qinghan stared at her for a while, gently leaned down, and put his forehead against her exposed forehead, warm and cool.

Straightening up, Lin Qinghan had a smile in his eyes, as if it didn't burn anymore. She opened the door briskly and went out, and then got busy in the kitchen. She just went to buy fish. Qu Mozhen didn't eat anything at noon. She had a fever again in the afternoon. She might have a bad appetite, but she would consume more when she was sick. She had to make something for her to digest.

She cooked the porridge in a casserole pot, and she treated the fish seriously. Although the fish was a luxury for them before, they didn't eat a lot, and they wouldn't be so meticulous, but Lin Qinghan still saw other people fillet fish.

The fish that was bought has been killed. She carefully sliced ​​the fish up along the tail to separate the fish from the bones. She was about to cut. Seeing the exposed broken thorns, she found a pair of pliers to pierce the fish bones. Pull out one by one, and then angle the blade into thin slices. Thanks to her skill in cutting potatoes, the fish slices are thin and even.

Cut the fish fillets, cut the **** into shreds, carefully pick and marinate with salt and cooking wine, and rush to boil a pot of boiling water, and leave it to dry. When Mo Zang wakes up, he should drink hot water.

After more than forty minutes, the porridge had already been rolled several times. Seeing that the rice grains were crisp and crystal clear, she put the fish slices and **** shreds into it and stirred slowly.

Put in some seasonings, but after a while, the alluring fragrance will diffuse. Qu Mozhang didn't know when she woke up. With a dry mouth, she got up and prepared to pour some water. Seeing the steaming teapot on the coffee table, and hearing the movement of the kitchen, she walked over to see that the little girl in school uniform was still in school. Wearing an apron, stirring something there.

The heat steamed out of the casserole, and the scent ran from the tip of the nose. Qu Moqi, who had no appetite at noon, felt a little greedy.

However, this girl was disobedient, and she skipped class and ran back, complaining in her heart, but her eyes unconsciously brought a warm smile. Raising her eyebrows, she leaned against the door, and suddenly said: "How many lessons have you missed?"

Lin Qinghan was jumped off, raised a spoon and looked at her quickly. After recovering, he raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and said a little, "Just one, one Chinese class. I...you are sick, I listen." Not going in anymore."

She was still ignorant, and didn't feel how touching her words were. She was in a panic when she was young, and she confessed her inner thoughts.

Qu Mozang's heart was poked straight by her words. He was sour and soft, and couldn't bear to tease her. He just said: "Silly, is the porridge all right, I feel a little hungry."

Lin Qinghan replied repeatedly: "It's alright."

I quickly turned off the fire and poured out a bowl of fish porridge from the inside. The porridge was thick but not sticky, the rice grains were intact, and the fish slices were tender.

Lin Qinghan seemed to think that she could not do anything, took the porridge, took the spoon, and looked at her expectantly: "I have boiled it for almost an hour. I added **** cooking wine for the fish fillets. It should not be fishy. How do you taste it, watch out for the little thorns inside."

Qu Mozhen listened and looked at her amusedly: "You are more wordy than Aunt Huang."

Lin Qinghan flushed, smiled a little embarrassedly, and then looked at Qu Mozang eagerly.

The porridge is very smooth and glutinous, the fish is deliciously blended into the rice grains, with a scent of ginger, the salty taste is light, suitable for the mouth, and the taste is full.

Qu Mozhan took two sips, the porridge was a little hot, she stuck out her tongue and tasted the sliced ​​fish. The fish meat is very tender, the fresh live fish has no fishy smell after marinating, and the meat is firm, which is unexpectedly delicious. Moreover, Qu Mozhan bit down and found that the row of small spines on the fish had also been shaved. It is self-evident who did it, and why is it so considerate.

With emotion in her heart, Qu Mozang raised her head to look at Lin Qinghan who was looking forward to her. She squinted her eyes: "It's delicious, the fish is fresh and tender, and your craftsmanship is very good."

Lin Qinghan's eyes suddenly overflowed, and he said happily: "Then you eat quickly, take a hot bath after eating, and go to bed quickly."

Qu Mozhang didn't expect Lin Qinghan to take care of others so well. The hot water was already boiled up while she was eating, and the bathroom heater in the bathroom was turned on by her in advance, and it was warm inside. A kettle and water glass were put in her bedroom for fear that she would be thirsty at night.

Lin Yan also came back from get off work when she took a bath, and she was a little anxious when she heard that Qu Mozhan was ill. In the evening, she had her temperature taken and found that she had no fever at 36.5°C, so she was relieved.

After taking the medicine, he watched the big and the small two instigate several times before turning off the lights and leaving her under the quilt. Qu Mozhen only felt warm in his heart. She hasn't experienced this kind of warm feeling for many years. It's not that Xiao Yunying doesn't love her, but since they started their business together after junior high school, the mother and daughter rarely have this kind of time together. In the past, Aunt Huang took care of her when she was ill. After Aunt Huang left, she never told them that all the minor illnesses and pains were carried by one person.

Qu Mozang slept very fast, but he didn't sleep well. He felt hot all over when he was half asleep and half awake. But I was so dizzy, I couldn't open my eyes at all, and the whole person felt like being roasted in a fire, frowning in uncomfortable sleep.

The author has something to say: Why does the little bitter gourd shrink his hand, ice the ink, or take the opportunity to get close?

Qu Mozhen: Why are you so caring? Well-behaved and cute

Qu Mo Zang who can't get up with backache on a certain day

Qu Mozhen: Why are you so bad?

Qu Zonggong: Stop your meaningless brain holes.

Xiao Linzi can also take care of his daughter-in-law.