The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 138 Song Ye fainted

There are still many competitions in the afternoon. In order to call on the students who are preparing for the exam to actively participate, the school ordered all junior three classes to participate in the competition.But despite this, it is not easy to find a project that the whole class of boys can't replace in a certain period of time.

Song Ye believed that the lack of time for all staff was not accidental.

From drinking water in the morning to now, she can feel that her spirit is declining a little bit, other than that, she has no other reactions at all.This abnormality made her feel that the medicine in that glass of water was unusual, the milder it was, the more deadly it was, and she understood this truth.

Hearing that Song Ye and Xu Zihang appeared again in the football game, the girls were very excited. Taking advantage of the noon time, they even made banners and cheering slogans, and went to the side of the field early to start a battle. The scene was quite spectacular.

In the stands, Qu Bai looked at the scorching sun above his head, blowing a slightly hot wind, and looked down at Song Ye running into the stadium wrapped in an overly baggy uniform. He couldn't help feeling, "Young people are full of energy."

Zhao Zhen, who was sitting next to him, was slightly dissatisfied, "I heard that Xiaoye has already participated in the basketball game in the morning, why do you let her play football in the afternoon, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, it's hard to bear." He said in the morning He didn't come here because of something, and when he arrived in the afternoon, he heard that Song Ye participated in a series of physical-consuming competitions, and they all participated with boys, so he couldn't help worrying.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao really underestimated your Song Ye. I don't think even Xu Zihang can compare to him." Of course, Qu Bai, who always thought Song Ye was a boy, somewhat disapproved of Zhao Zhen's protective attitude. .

It was difficult for Zhao Zhen to explain, so he smiled stiffly and stopped talking.

And since the basketball game in the morning, Leng Yuexin has been in a rather happy mood, and now she doesn't care when she hears Qu Bai praise Song Ye.Her eyes were fixed on Song Ye, and a deep arc was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

The weather is hot, she wished Song Ye would sweat more.

At this moment, there was cheering from the field. On the wide playground, the teenagers were running with all their strength, chasing a ball and sweating profusely.

And the strong combination has always occupied the leading position, relying on speed and tacit understanding to frequently intercept and shoot the ball.Surprisingly, the seemingly thin Song Ye is not only good at basketball, but even football is one against ten, which is impressive.

While everyone was cheering and cheering for Song Ye, as time passed, Song Ye gradually noticed the abnormality of his body.

She still felt weak and weak before, but after sweating, her strength gradually recovered.However, she felt that her spirit was getting more and more excited, and her body was getting hotter and hotter. Her arms exposed to the sun were extremely hot, and her body was sweating many times more than usual.

This kind of drug reaction is a bit like a stimulant, and also a bit like a psychedelic. It feels very strange, and Song Ye has never been exposed to it.

Finally, after a cross-footed shot, Song Ye fell heavily to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Song Ye!" Xu Zihang watched her fall, roared loudly, rushed forward, and picked her up.

The sudden coma caused an uproar on the sidelines and in the stands, and he stood up with a bang, and subconsciously raised his foot to chase after him.

"Oh, my feet." At this moment, Leng Yuexin who was beside her suddenly exclaimed, and threw herself on Qu Bai.The latter had no choice but to catch her, and after a closer look, it turned out that her foot was sprained by a high-heeled shoe. He frowned, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that Song Ye had been sent off the field, and he was very worried, "Can you go by yourself?"

"No, my foot hurts very badly." Leng Yuexin held onto Qu Bai's arm tightly, with pain showing on her face.

Qu Bai was so entangled that he had no choice but to slowly help him to the infirmary. Song Ye, who had fainted a second ago, had already been sent to the infirmary. He was identified as temporarily dehydrated and needed a good rest.

In the white infirmary, there is a simple white cloth on the simple hospital bed. The wind from outside the window blows in and shakes the white cloth, and a thin figure on the hospital bed can be vaguely seen inside.

With a creak, in the silence, the door of the infirmary was quietly opened, and a petite figure sneaked in. He lifted the white cloth secretly and saw that Song Ye on the bed did not wake up. Curtains to cover up.

"Hehe, Song Ye, aren't you very capable? In the end, the same thing fell into my hands." Staring at that delicate and fair face, Song Meimei's face no longer had simple grievances, but was replaced by a hideous look. Smiling, full of malice, "When you were young, your face was annoying. Now that your wings are stiff, you still want to escape from the Song family and fly on the branches to become a phoenix. Hehe, a wild species is also worthy of daydreaming , to tell you, you can't go to Shi Yigao, and you can't marry a wealthy family. As long as your face is ruined, you will lose everything."

Distorted jealousy invaded reason, Song Meimei raised the hot water pot in her hand, the scalding temperature was emitting a trace of steam in the hot weather, it was just boiling water.

Just drizzle this on, and there's no such thing as a face that drives people mad with envy.

"Song Ye, you will never be able to escape my palm in your life." Song Meimei murmured, her hands twitched, and the scalding spout was about to pour down on the unconscious person.

At this moment, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and Song Meimei was startled by those sharp eyes, and then the kettle in his hand was kicked flying and hit the wall, making a loud noise.

Song Meimei looked at Song Ye's bloodshot eyes in horror, and pressed her forward step by step, "Don't come here, what do you want to do, don't!"

Realizing that something had gone wrong, Song Meimei turned around and rushed towards the door, only to find that the door was locked by herself just now.Just as she was scrambling to unlock the lock, a hand grabbed her shoulder with such force that it threw her flying.

With a bang, Song Meimei's petite body hit the bedside heavily.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain, before she slipped to the ground, Song Ye's figure had jumped in front of her eyes, before she could react, she was already imprisoned on the bed, her neck was clamped by a hot hand, It took her breath almost instantly.

Song Ye was riding on her body, his fair and cold face was already blushing quickly, "Say, what about the antidote?"

Song Ye could feel that he was losing his mind. Although he knew that Song Meimei might not be the murderer, he couldn't restrain the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart.

She miscalculated, this potion is not a simple stimulant potion, but an advanced potion that will change with time, and now, she is losing control.

(End of this chapter)