"Still, be careful~"

A terrified voice suddenly came from Mo Mo's ears. An Ning subconsciously looked up and saw that Mo Mo's expression was very distorted.

Before An Ning could ask what was wrong, she felt her head hurt, and she fainted after a dizzy moment.

After seeing An Ning, the male classmate who was in trouble, thought of the rumors about An Ning. The wheat-colored skin turned pale and bloodless in a second, and his body subconsciously shook like a sieve, and his lips trembled: "What should I do?"

He, he actually smashed An Ning, would she kill him?

After getting along for the past few days, the classmates in Anning’s class knew that Anning had a good temper, but they did not offend Anning at that time.

Now he knocked the person out of nowhere, no one could be sure whether An Ning would get angry because of this.

Looking at An Ning who fainted on the ground, the squad leader moved his lips. He didn't know whether to comfort the other party or comfort himself: "An Ning has a good temper and shouldn't be angry."

The others looked at each other without saying a word.

This incident was an accident, so it shouldn’t be blamed for this classmate, right!

Jiang Chengyang watched the people gathered in a group to discuss whether An Ning would blame the classmate, but none of them thought of sending An Ning to the infirmary.

Some pictures of the past suddenly appeared in his mind. Jiang Chengyang's face suddenly became cold. He picked up An Ning and walked towards the infirmary.

Jiang Chengyang had just finished playing the ball, and his hair was wet with sweat. The originally loose hair turned into strokes and strokes, scattered casually on his forehead, revealing his elegant eyebrows and eyes. The clavicle lines exposed when he bent down were clean and neat, and the thin lips slightly white were particularly lethal.

An Ning was very tall, but she seemed to be as light as if she had no weight when she picked it up. Jiang Chengyang looked down at An Ning.

An Ning's face was small and the size of a palm. Her eyes, which were shining in the past, were tightly closed at this moment, her lips were pale and bloodless, and she looked like a small white flower in the storm, extremely weak.

The infirmary is several hundred meters away from the playground, but Jiang Chengyang walked to the infirmary step by step as if An Ning had no weight.

Put An Ning on the bed in the lounge and looking at An Ning's face that seemed to be whiter than usual, Jiang Chengyang couldn't help but frown.

Isn’t it just being beaten by basketball? Is it that serious?

The school doctor asked while taking a stethoscope for basic examination, "What's going on?"

Jiang Chengyang: "I was hit by basketball."

The school doctor paused for examination and the basketball hit his head.

The head is a very important part of the human body. It can be either big or small to hit the head.

Seeing the school doctor frowned, Jiang Chengyang subconsciously asked: "Is she okay?"

School doctor: "It's okay, but it's better to go to the hospital to take a video to see if there is any concussion."

Jiang Chengyang nodded, looked at An Ning's cheeks that were much paler than before and the light weight, and asked the school doctor: "Is her body very bad?"

Thinking of the results of his examination just now, the school doctor nodded: "Well, what's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Jiang Chengyang shook his head.

After the school doctor finished the examination, he returned to his desk. Jiang Chengyang picked up his cell phone, received the inquiry information from the class monitor, and returned to the hospital. He looked back and ran into An Ning's eyes full of ignorance.

An Ning's eyes seemed to be as crystal clear as amber, because when she woke up, her eyes seemed to be as shallow as the morning air, as simple and harmless as a small animal.

An Ning blinked her eyes, and the water in her eyes was filled with water. Huang Rong was bullied and was pitiful.

An Ning sat up with one hand on the bed and found herself in the infirmary. After she tried to recall how she got to the infirmary, she regretted that she didn't remember anything.

An Ning looked at Jiang Chengyang in confusion: "I, why am I in the infirmary?"

"You fainted just now." Jiang Chengyang looked at An Ning's actions that subconsciously wanted to rub his head. Thinking of the school doctor saying that he might have a concussion, he quickly reached out and held An Ning's wrist: "You were hit by a basketball and may have a concussion, so he didn't rub it."

An Ning just woke up and his mind was a little unconscious, and his mind was like a computer. He subconsciously executed the command when he heard the command.

After hearing Jiang Chengyang's words, An Ning took his hand back as well as a kid in the kindergarten, and then looked at Jiang Chengyang and replied: "Okay."

Seeing that An Ning did not continue to touch her head recklessly, Jiang Chengyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that his hand was still holding An Ning's wrist.

The temperature was high at noon, and because it was a physical education class, An Ning took off her coat and wore a short-sleeved shirt. The contact between the skin was never as simple as 1+1=2.

An Ning's skin was fair and almost transparent, delicate and soft, as smooth as a baby, because he was too anxious and too hard, the skin he was holding was as if it was a light pink like cherry blossom petals, and it was like the shyness on the girl's cheeks.

The skin under his hand seemed as hot as a soldering iron. Jiang Chengyang shook his hand away after realizing it, but because of the excessive force, An Ning's confusing sight was attracted.

The fire in the palm of his hand quickly poured into his limbs and bones along the blood, and a light blush appeared on Jiang Chengyang's cheeks.

Squeezing the throbbing in his heart, Jiang Chengyang turned his head and ignored An Ning, and emphasized that he wanted to cover up his voice, "You have a good rest, I'm back in the classroom."

After Jiang Chengyang finished speaking, he ran out of the infirmary as if he was running away.

Looking at Jiang Chengyang's escaped back, An Ning blinked in confusion.

An Ning was smashed by the ball, and her reaction was much slower than usual, and her brain was much more full. Even though Jiang Chengyang's reaction was very obvious, she still couldn't see why Jiang Chengyang was panicked.

An Ning borrowed the school doctor's cell phone to call the driver at home and asked her to come to the school to pick her up and take a video at the hospital.

An Ning had some mild concussion, it doesn’t matter, it will be cured for two days.

Knowing that An Ning had a concussion, An Chengya immediately turned off all his work and took care of An Ning at home for three days.

In the past three days, An Chengya and An Ning talked a lot, most of them were An Ning talking and An Chengya listening.

What An Ning said the most was her plan for the future.

An Ning looked at An Chengya's eyes that were shining with tears because of her words, and whispered: "Dad, I will take good care of you for my mother."

A simple sentence made An Chengya cry.

An Chengya did not make any comments about An Ning's plan for learning.

In fact, with his current social influence, he is fully capable of getting An Ning a few interview places, but if An Ning wants to pass by himself, he believes in An Ning. At worst, he will not succeed and he will find another way.

At the end, An Ning stopped saying anything, and An Chengya didn't say anything. The two of them just looked at each other slowly. Even if they just looked at each other, they could draw warmth from each other.

An Ning's eyes slowly overlapped with He Ming in An Chengya's memory. Even though An Ning and He Ming were not together for a long time, that expression was transmitted to An Ning through his bloodline, bringing An Chengya's indelible excitement.
Chapter completed!