"Scared ."
Ye Fan walked to his seat and had just put down his bag when he turned to Ning Xi, who was lying on the desk, and said, "I didn't see a single person when I entered the school just now. I thought there were no classes today."
"Everyone... is very eager to see the results, so they ca earlier," Ning Xi replied, slightly lifting her pale face. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed as if she was enduring so pain. Forcing a faint smile, she seed less lively than usual and carried a trace of fatigue.
Ye Fan imdiately noticed sothing unusual. He quickly took her small hand in his, feeling its icy coldness.
"Xiaoxi, are you feeling unwell? Your face looks terrible. Should I take you to the hospital?"
His voice was filled with urgency and concern.
"No... no need."
The warmth of Ye Fan's hand seed like an electric shock to Ning Xi, who swiftly withdrew her hand. In a barely audible voice, she explained, "I'm fine. No need to... go to the hospital."
"You call this fine?"
Ye Fan frowned, clearly distressed. "Your health is important. You absolutely can't push yourself. Missing a day of school doesn't matter. Be good and listen."
"I... really am fine."
A hint of an unhealthy flush crept onto Ning Xi's cheeks. "It's... that ti of the month. My stomach hurts a little, but it's nothing serious."
"That ti?"
"Yes, that ti!"
"And what ti is that?"
"...Period!"
Hearing those words, Ye Fan suddenly realized, a slightly awkward smile appearing on his face.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"...Yes."
"Is it always this bad?"
"You...!"
Talking about such a private topic with a boy made Ning Xi feel completely at a loss for words. She turned her head away and mumbled, "Stop asking about this."
"Don't be embarrassed. I just want to understand the situation."
Ye Fan's expression was serious. "I know so dical skills. I can try to help you. Treat like a doctor—tell the symptoms so I can identify the cause and help you."
"But... it's really hard to talk about!"
Ning Xi pouted her red lips and glanced at Ye Fan with a hint of shyness. In a small voice, she said, "How could you possibly know dicine? Don't try to fool !"
"I'm not lying."
Ye Fan glanced around the classroom, noticing the other students. Leaning closer to Ning Xi, he said, "Co out with for a bit. And don't ditch ."
With that, he stood up and walked out of the classroom.
"Hey, you...!"
Ning Xi looked at Ye Fan's retreating back, hesitating for a mont. Finally, she reluctantly got up and followed him outside.
The two of them stopped at a staircase corner.
Ye Fan paused. Ning Xi, who had been following with her head down, accidentally bumped into him. Startled, Ye Fan quickly held onto her slender waist.
Once Ning Xi regained her balance, he let go of her, concern evident on his face. "Xiaoxi, can you stop treating like an outsider?"
"I... don't."
Leaning softly against the wall, Ning Xi whispered, "But talking about this with a boy feels so strange."
"What's strange about it?"
Ye Fan kept an eye on her expression, knowing she was shy. He playfully threatened, "Hurry up and tell , or I'll get angry!"
"Ugh, so annoying!"
Ning Xi glared at Ye Fan, her gaze helpless. "Whenever I get my period, it always hurts a lot. For the past six months, the pain has been getting worse. My mom has already taken to the hospital, and I have so dication, but it doesn't seem to help much."
"Let see your hand."
"What for?"
"To check your pulse."
When Ning Xi didn't cooperate, Ye Fan firmly took her delicate hand, gently rolled up her sleeve, and placed his right hand on her fair wrist. His eyes narrowed slightly in concentration.
Ning Xi's clear eyes flickered with curiosity.
She couldn't understand Ye Fan's actions.
After all, Ye Fan was a high school senior like her. Logically, there was no way he could know dical skills!
But...
Judging by Ye Fan's current actions, he seed to truly understand dicine.
In that mont, she couldn't help but recall the ti Ye Fan ntioned saving Gu Yun. Her curiosity about him only deepened.
This boy in front of her was truly mysterious!
"All done."
After about thirty seconds, Ye Fan pulled down Ning Xi's sleeve. "Head back to the classroom. I have sothing to take care of. If Teacher Yang asks, help request leave."
Before she could respond, Ye Fan had already disappeared.
Ning Xi pouted and muttered to herself, "Not even giving a proper reason. Asking to cover for you—do I owe you or sothing?"
After her brief complaint, she clutched her stomach and slowly made her way back to the classroom.
anwhile.
After leaving the school, Ye Fan flagged down a cab to head to a nearby traditional Chinese dicine shop.
"Master, please wait for here. I'll be out in a few minutes."
About ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the dicine shop.
Ye Fan handed the driver 200 yuan, quickly got out, and walked into the shop.
As soon as he entered, the mixed scent of dicinal herbs hit him. The shop had an old-fashioned design, with rows of cabinets lining the walls, each showing the marks of age.
At the counter, a young woman was holding a dicine drawer, picking out herbs.
The girl's appearance wasn't particularly striking, but her gentle temperant added significantly to her charm.
Clean, pure.
Ye Fan strode to the counter and nodded at her. "Hello, I'd like to get so herbs."
Hearing his voice, the young woman paused, briefly startled when she looked up at him. She extended her hand. "Let see your prescription."
"Uh..."
Ye Fan scratched his head awkwardly. "I ca in a hurry and forgot to write one. Could I borrow so paper and a pen?"
"Forgot to write one?"
The girl caught onto the key point in his words, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes. "Prescriptions aren't a joke. Taking the wrong dicine is a serious matter—it could even be fatal. Without a proper doctor's prescription, I can't sell you anything."
"Ah?"
It was Ye Fan's first ti buying Chinese dicine. He hadn't expected this kind of situation. He quickly explained, "The herbs I want are very common, just for treating nstrual pain. They're not dangerous. Could you make an exception?"
"For nstrual pain?"
The young woman's expression turned odd as she noticed the school badge on Ye Fan's chest. "Why would a boy like you need herbs for nstrual pain?"
"I..."
Not wanting to waste ti, Ye Fan said directly, "My girlfriend has her period, so I want to make her so dicinal soup."
"A high schooler with a girlfriend already?"
The girl smiled faintly, saying, "I've seen boys give flowers or gifts to girls, but this is the first ti I've seen one prepare dicinal soup. You really are... unconventional."
"Your main focus should be on studying. Students at Zhenhua High don't usually—"
"Wait, how do you know I go to Zhenhua?"
Before she could finish, Ye Fan interrupted her, surprised.
The girl pointed to the school badge on his chest. "Truth be told, I also graduated from Zhenhua. You should call senior."
"Senior?"
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