College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 220 It's just a fever, isn't it?
Long-cherished suddenly smiled, but his eyes were so cloudy that he could no longer see the clarity of the past: "I want to rest today, so let's talk about it tomorrow."

The long-cherished wish seems to have never rejected April, and the long-cherished wish always seems to want to be close to April.

"Long-cherished wish, you have a fever." Her voice suddenly became a little higher, but she didn't understand why it happened.

"I'll just take a rest." He closed his eyes, looking very tired.

"No, I'll go to the hospital with you."

She stretched out her hand and dragged him, but although the long-cherished wish was very thin and weighed less than the average boy, it was still not something that Siyue could shake.

"A long-cherished wish."

He suddenly opened his eyes, held her hand behind his back, and looked at her: "Si Yue, I know my own affairs."

"All I know now is that you are struggling."

Long-cherished wish's hand slid down weakly, and said a little childishly: "I don't have any."

Siyue's tone also softened, she squatted halfway, looking straight into his eyes: "Long-cherished wish, are you afraid of going to the hospital?"

Long-cherished wish did not expect her to ask such a question, and shook her head after a long time.

"Then follow me to the hospital." Her tone hardened again.

"Si Yue, you go back first." He still had that smile on his face. I don't know if it was because he was sick or what, but Si Yue felt that such a long-cherished wish was very gentle.

Seeing her long-cherished wish, Si Yue turned around and walked towards the door.

Long-cherished looked at her figure, and only closed her eyes again after her figure completely disappeared.

Si Yue quickly ran downstairs, the woman who opened the door just now was still continuing the unfinished work at the original position.There are a few more people around.

"Are you leaving so early?" Maybe it was because my young master rarely cared so much about a person, and the middle-aged woman felt a little bit reluctant.

Siyue shook her head, and didn't care that she was kneading the soil. She clasped her arms with both hands, and said anxiously: "Auntie, long-cherished wish is sick. He has a fever and his forehead is very hot. He doesn't want to go to the hospital."

"What? Master has a fever?" The woman's eyes widened, she anxiously took off the gloves she was wearing, and turned her head to the people behind as she walked, "Call Madam quickly, Master is sick, and, Tell Dr. Li to come over."

Even though the fever was indeed more serious than the common cold, Siyue still didn't understand what was going on with this anxiety. She looked at them busy and felt at a loss for what to do.

"Miss, follow me up and look at the young master." The woman held her hand with a very sad expression.

April nodded, as if suddenly guided.

When he was about to reach the fourth floor, Siyue still couldn't help but whispered: "It's just a fever, why does it seem to be serious."

"The young master has always been in poor health, and every time he has a fever, he may not be able to survive it." The woman's tone was full of sadness, that young master was so distressing.

April's footsteps stopped, his face was blank, can't make it through?what does that mean?
The woman seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said. She looked at Siyue, bit her lips, and finally had no choice but to hastily drop a sentence before turning around and leaving: "Miss, I'm sorry, I have to go and see my young master first."

Si Yue looked at the long corridor, and there was a sick and weak young man inside the white door.

(End of this chapter)