"Just take some medicine and rest. If the fever doesn't subside by the afternoon, go to the hospital for a check-up."
The middle-aged school doctor finished a basic examination of Ning Chu without any expression and continued, "Your tonsils are also a bit inflamed. Be more careful these days. I'll get you the medicine, which should be taken after meals. I'll write the dosage on the bag."
"How much is it?" Wen Yang asked nervously.
"The school infirmary is free."
Ning Chu still looked a bit listless, his head drooping as if he was about to fall asleep, leaning against Wen Yang's shoulder.
The fatigue and weakness brought on by the high fever made it impossible for him to control his actions.
"Once we get the medicine, we'll go to the cafeteria to eat."
"I don't have an appetite…"
"Eat a little, how about some porridge?"
The school doctor had already prepared the medicine, dividing it into bags with the dosages clearly marked.
Hearing Wen Yang's words, he reminded, "Porridge isn't nutritious. Have him eat more eggs, meat, and milk."
"Oh, okay."
"And eat light."
Before leaving, Ning Chu suddenly remembered Zhang Shaoqing.
He turned back and asked the school doctor, who was drinking tea, "Does our school have psychological counseling? My roommate just went through a breakup and isn't in a good state."
"Yes, on the second floor."
"Mm, thank you, teacher."
Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief.
If possible, it would be best to bring Zhang Shaoqing in for a psychological check.
He walked out of the infirmary door and looked down to see Wen Yang already squatting at the entrance.
His mouth twitched.
Although his body was indeed weak, he didn't want to be treated like a porcelain doll.
With a helpless sigh, he once again leaned his body forward and wrapped his arms around Wen Yang's neck.
Being too close with someone is indeed troublesome…
But the plot hasn't really started yet, and he still needs a good relationship to guide Wen Yang.
Once all the plotlines are over, he'll just break up with Wen Yang!
Leaning on Wen Yang's shoulder, Ning Chu tried hard to sit up straight, not wanting his developing small breasts to press against Wen Yang's back.
But the jostling made him unconsciously choose the safest way.
After only a few steps, he tightly hugged Wen Yang's neck, pressing against his back.
The rain had lessened considerably since they came out.
Wen Yang crossed the road, avoiding the puddles, and carried Ning Chu to the cafeteria entrance.
Knowing his roommate was thin-skinned, Wen Yang squatted down and gently put Ning Chu down.
He subconsciously glanced at Ning Chu's small buttocks and thighs.
Compared to a mature woman, his roommate's buttocks were still a bit immature, but small, full, and perky.
The touch and elasticity he felt when he accidentally touched them made him almost want to pinch them.
Still dazed from the fever, Ning Chu didn't notice Wen Yang's gaze.
He was too weak to pay attention, wandering like a ghost into the cafeteria, finding an empty table, and immediately sitting down, his face resting on the table.
Due to the rain and the holiday, there weren't many students in the cafeteria even at mealtime.
He lay there, falling into a half-sleeping state in no time.
"I'm going to get some food. Wait for me—"
Wen Yang was about to leave when he saw Ning Chu had already closed his eyes.
He sighed helplessly, "Why did you get sick?"
Although Ning Chu's illness brought out a sickly, delicate charm that was endearing, it also made people worry.
While getting food, he kept looking back at Ning Chu, afraid his roommate might disappear if he wasn't careful.
Fortunately, there were no students in line at the food window.
He randomly chose a few dishes and quickly returned with the tray to sit across from Ning Chu.
"Wake up, it's time for lunch." Wen Yang gently nudged Ning Chu's shoulder. "You need to eat before taking your medicine."
"Mm… I know."
Ning Chu's lips moved slightly, responding vaguely.
His small face always carried a deep blush, making Wen Yang, when withdrawing his hand, unable to resist giving it a light pinch.
"What's wrong with you?!"
This time Ning Chu fully woke up, glaring with his eyes wide open, then yawning, "I'm so tired…"
"Eat, take your medicine, and then go back to sleep."
"I know."
Supporting his head with one hand, as if his head needed the support of his arm to stay upright, he had no appetite and only ate a little before spacing out with another yawn.
"Not eating anymore?"
"You eat. I have no appetite."
Ning Chu pushed his tray over and then propped his head up with both hands, staring blankly at the slogan on the cafeteria wall.
"Everyone's plate should be clean, promoting thrift and saving."
After glancing at it, his gaze shifted to Wen Yang.
This wasn't considered wasteful.
Wen Yang was big and ate a lot, and his portion alone could feed two people.
The leftover food would definitely be eaten clean by Wen Yang.
"Wen Yang, what's it like to be liked and pursued by girls?"
Ning Chu suddenly asked.
"Huh? It's okay, I guess. Not much of a feeling."
"I'm so jealous of you~"
Wen Yang was taken aback, then said with a wry smile, "You're not stopping me from dating just because you're jealous, right?"
"A little bit." Ning Chu made a small gap with his thumb and forefinger, "But that's not the main reason."
"Then what's the main reason?"
"I can't tell you that."
Seeing him looking guilty and avoiding eye contact, Wen Yang couldn't help but overthink.
That flushed face from the fever might also be hiding shyness.
Could it be that Ning Chu really likes me? Just can't bring himself to say it?
Previously, it was just a suspicion, but Ning Chu's words today were like a shy girl trying to confess but unable to speak out.
Maybe Ning Chu really is a girl?
His gaze fell on Ning Chu's gradually developing chest.
The soft, pleasant sensation when carrying Ning Chu was deeply imprinted in his mind.
"So tired…" Ning Chu lay on the table.
Due to being constantly on guard against bad women around Wen Yang, and always worrying about Zhang Shaoqing's emotional breakdown, he wasn't just a student, but also a watchdog and a psychological counselor.
He also had to face the increasing pressure of his body becoming more feminine and the potential risk of being violated to the point of being mindbroken.
Why couldn't he have transmigrated as the protagonist instead of the hentai world potential heroine?
"Then I'll eat quickly."
"Hey~ Sneaking out for a date while I'm not around?"
A familiar and annoying voice came from the cafeteria door.
Ning Chu immediately perked up, looking up with surprise, "Shaoqing! Where have you been?!"
"I woke up too early and went for a drive." Zhang Shaoqing twirled his car keys around his index finger, "Why is your face so red? Got a fever?"
Ning Chu, ignoring his fatigue, approached with a joyful face, looking up at that annoying face.
"You even dyed your hair back to black?!"
"This is called saying goodbye to the past!"
"Not bad~ You look much better!"
Wen Yang stopped eating, watching Ning Chu's joyful reaction around Zhang Shaoqing, feeling a bit puzzled and slightly disappointed.
Could it be that he also likes Zhang Shaoqing?
He has such a big appetite?
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