Chapter 533 The Strange Youngest
"Youngest, can you drink some water by yourself?"

Zhao Luzheng nodded.

Xiao Xiao took a pillow and placed it on the head of the bed, helped him lean back on the pillow, and then handed the cup of water to Zhao Luzheng.

But his hand never left the cup, steadying the bottom of the cup.

……

Zhao Lu was drinking the water in the cup greedily.

The overly hasty movement caused the water to splash out.

……

"Drink slowly."

Zhang Bo took a tissue and wiped the water-stained quilt.

……

Zhao Lu's frown relaxed a little.

The warm water moistened his dry throat that felt like it was burning. Even though the pain was still there, it was not as sticky and uncomfortable.

……

"anything else?"

Seeing Zhao Lu drinking a glass of water in just a few gulps, Xiao Xiao took the cup and asked.

Zhao Luzheng nodded.

Xiao Xiao handed the cup of water to Zhuge Yun, "Second brother, pour another glass of water."

"Warm."

"Oh."

Zhuge Yun was rarely obedient and went to pour water.

……

Xiao Xiao touched Zhao Luzheng's forehead, and the scorching temperature almost made Xiao Xiao feel like he was being burned.

"So hot?"

"Yeah, youngest, didn't you feel anything before?"

"I caught such a severe cold all of a sudden."

Zhang Bo was a little puzzled by the youngest child's slowness.

"I thought I would be fine after a good night's sleep."

"did not expect……"

Zhao Luzheng's voice was hoarse and dry. He was also very surprised. If he had known this, he would have taken medicine when he found himself feeling unwell yesterday.

Now he has a sore throat, a stuffy nose, a headache, and general weakness. He feels terribly uncomfortable.

Zhao Lu was regretting it so much that his intestines turned green because he had ended up catching a bad cold due to his momentary lack of attention.

……

"Tsk tsk, you deserve it."

Zhang Bo smacked his lips and said, "You should have a good rest today."

Seeing Zhuge Yun bringing the water cup over, he handed the cold medicine he had just found to Xiao Xiao, "Cold medicine."

……

Xiao Xiao helped Zhao Luzheng take the medicine and drink some water, then helped him lie down.

Zhang Bo brought another quilt over, "Youngest, cover yourself with the quilt and take a nap. You'll be fine after you sweat a little."

"We'll buy you some porridge at noon."

"Youngest, please don't kick the quilt."

Zhuge Yun smiled with a hint of joking.

Zhao Luzheng rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Okay, let's go and let the youngest get some rest."

Xiao Xiao waited for Zhang Bo and Zhuge Yun to leave the dormitory, then turned around and closed the door. "Click~"

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After class, Xiao Xiao and his friends went to a porridge shop near the school and packed two bowls of white porridge and a bowl of mushroom and vegetable porridge. After all, they were big boys over 1.8 meters tall, and even if they had a poor appetite due to a cold, they felt that one bowl of porridge was too little.

Besides, porridge digests quickly and is not very filling.

……

The mushroom and vegetable porridge was added by Zhuge Yun. According to him, the white porridge was too light and had no taste in the mouth.

It's so pitiful that you can't even eat something good when you are sick.

In response to this, Zhang Bo and Xiao Xiao's mouth corners twitched.

……

"Master, wouldn't it be better if you just packed some delicious food for him?"

Zhang Bo really couldn't resist the urge to complain.

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Unexpectedly, Zhuge Yun looked at Zhang Bo in shock and said, "People who are sick should avoid eating greasy food. Boss, you don't know this?"

"A three-year-old child knows this."

Zhang Bo: ...His fist is really itchy and he wants to beat someone up, what should he do?
……

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips, trying hard not to let the corners of his mouth curl up.

But the smile in his eyes couldn't be controlled and flowed out.

He cleared his cough and said, "Okay, let's go back. The youngest one must be hungry."

……

Because the balcony curtains were not drawn, the dormitory was dark.

Xiao Xiao and his companions tiptoed into the dormitory, and the sound of the door closing was particularly loud in the silent room.

……

Xiao Xiao, Zhang Bo, and Zhuge Yun exchanged glances for a while and decided to wake up Zhao Luzheng first and let him eat before going to sleep.

Moreover, if the temperature does not go down, you should continue to take the medicine.

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"The youngest."

"Wake up."

Zhang Bo gently pushed Zhao Luzheng's shoulder.

……

Zhao Lu was half asleep when he heard someone calling him. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were stuck together as if with glue.

It took him a lot of effort to open his eyes a crack.

The faint light gradually dispelled the mist in his eyes.

Zhao Lu's drowsy brain became somewhat clearer.

"...boss?"

The voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

"Don't talk, drink some water first."

Zhang Bo helped Zhao Luzheng to stand up, and with one hand he had already placed the pillow upright on the head of the bed for Zhao Luzheng to lean on.

……

"Youngest, how come you don't seem to be feeling any better after resting for a whole morning?"

"Your face still looks so ugly."

Zhuge Yun looked at Zhao Luzheng's pale lips without a trace of blood and his cheeks were abnormally flushed from covering his face, and asked worriedly, "Do you feel better?"

……

After Zhao Luzheng finished drinking the water in big gulps, he was stunned for a while before shaking his head slowly, "I don't know."

“It’s still very uncomfortable.”

……

"Have some porridge first."

"When your stomach is full, you will feel more comfortable."

Xiao Xiao handed a small computer desk to Zhang Bo, watched him set it up, and then carefully took the porridge out of the bag and handed it to him.

Zhang Bo placed the bowl of porridge on the computer desk and put the spoon into the bowl. "Okay, youngest, let's eat."

"When you are full, you will feel energetic."

When he turned around, he saw that Zhao Lu, who had been listless, seemed to have been injected with stamina. His back, leaning softly on the pillow, was straight and even slightly bent forward.

He looked dumbfounded and impatient.

My eyes, which were blurry and blurry due to the cold, suddenly became bright and even a little dazzling.

Zhang Bo was even surprised to notice that Zhao Luzheng's whole body was trembling slightly, his hands on the quilt were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were knotted.

"Youngest, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Bo was horrified. "Are you feeling unwell?"

But Zhao Luzheng ignored him. His burning eyes were fixed on a certain direction, and his expression became more and more excited.

He couldn't help but look in the direction Zhao Luzheng was looking.

Is it...the third brother?

"Youngest, why are you staring at the third one like that?"

Zhuge Yun also noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Luzheng and asked curiously.

……

wrong.

Xiao Xiao looked into Zhao Luzheng's eyes. The other person's gaze was not focused on him, but on... his right shoulder?
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

……

"old-"

Zhang Bo didn't understand Zhao Lvzheng's condition at the moment, and was a little worried that he might be confused due to the fever. Just when he was about to call him with a worried look on his face, Zhao Lvzheng spoke up, "Third, Third Brother."

The voice was incredibly dry and hoarse due to illness, but because the owner of the voice was in high spirits, it had an unexpected sharpness.

Even though he called Xiao Xiao, Zhao Luzheng's gaze did not turn to Xiao Xiao's face, but continued to stare at Xiao Xiao's right shoulder without blinking.

(End of this chapter)