October 1, 2009, the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

National Day, and it is a very grand National Day, a military parade once a year.

The school has three days off.

However, Zong Bairong did not enjoy this holiday very well because she was sick.

"Come on, take your temperature again." Zong's mother got up early in the morning and came to her daughter's room. She woke up Bai Rong who was still asleep and touched her forehead worriedly, "It's still very hot."

Last night, Zong Bairong suddenly had a high fever, which was over 39 degrees, but it scared his parents to death.

My mother found some antipyretics for her and asked her to take them first, and wiped her body with white wine to help cool down. She basically worked hard in the middle of the night and finally lowered the temperature a little.

"Mom, I have a headache, I feel so uncomfortable." Zong Bairong broke away his eyes in a daze and looked at his mother with grievance.

Mom looked at her, then at the temperature on the thermometer, and lamented silently.

Finally, Zong Bairong, who had a fever of 37 degrees 5, went to the clinic downstairs of his community and started his own drifting moment.

She waved her right hand and said goodbye to her parents and sister. After watching them get in the car and leave, she lowered her head helplessly and aggrievedly.

On National Day, grandma was taken back by her uncle, and grandpa was taken back by her aunt. Originally, the family of four was going to go to her aunt's house today, but now, there are only three of them, and she can only do some anemia here alone.

Damn her body, she won’t have any problems sooner or later, but she finally had a holiday!

She hasn't met her grandfather and aunt's family for a long time!

Dr. Lu looked at the dejected little girl, thought about it, and turned on the TV in the clinic.

"Bai Rong, I'm bored and I'm just bored, let's take a look at the National Day military parade. This is a big event. It's a good thing to be able to see it. Maybe you can use it to write essays!"

Dr. Lu has been running a clinic here for more than ten years, almost watching Zong Bairong grow up. She was in poor health when she was a child and basically came to his clinic every day. So, he looked at her as kind as an elder looking at his junior.

"Thank you, Dr. Lu." Zong Bairong smiled gratefully and focused his eyes on the TV.

Seeing the soldiers walking neatly through Tiananmen Square, all kinds of weapons and equipment teams were also neatly ordered, as well as armed police forces, domestic aircraft and drones. Listening to the leader Hu Dada's voice, "Thank you for your hard work, comrades", Zong Bairong couldn't help but immerse himself in this great and majestic military parade, and only regretted that he was not in Beijing and could see with his own eyes.

She talked to Dr. Lu, and discussed it, and she felt sad about the strength of the motherland. The loss at the beginning basically disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the clinic door was pushed open.

Zong Bairong looked at the door in the voice, and then was stunned.

The person coming turned out to be Luo Xiaoyao.

Luo Xiaoyao was originally riding a bicycle and wandering around the community, but his eyes turned to the clinic inadvertently. He happened to see a familiar figure. He parked the bicycle aside and walked in with big strides.

"Bai Rong, are you sick?"

"I've caught a cold and have a fever." Zong Bairong responded to his words and asked his own question, "Why are you here? Haven't you come home?"

The No. 4 Middle School is located in the countryside. Since Luo Xiaoyao was originally a student of No. 4 Middle School, his home must be very far away from No. 1 Middle School, otherwise he would not have to live in the school anymore. After finally having a three-day holiday, why is he still in the city?

"Oh, do something." Luo Xiaoyao said simply, and his eyes were fixed on the towel covering Zong Bairong's left hand. He knew that there was a terrifying needle underneath, and a trace of distress was hidden in his heart. "Doctor, is my classmate okay? How could it be so serious that he had to get an IV?"

"It's not a big problem. I just have a cold and a fever. In fact, taking medicine can cure it. However, it takes a long time and is prone to recurrence and procrastination, which will affect your studies."

Dr. Lu looked at Luo Xiaoyao, a pretty good guy, it seemed that he was very concerned about Bai Rong!

"Then, how long will this little thing last? Will you still hang it tomorrow?" Luo Xiaoyao nodded and looked at Zong Bairong again, his eyes staying on her covered left hand.

"I originally thought of hitting twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, but Bai Rong was unwilling to do so, so I put the medicine together, I just took one a day, but it would take at least three days." Dr. Lu looked down at the watch, then looked at the drip on the top of Zong Bairong's head, and thought for a while, "I have to take two more hours today."

When Luo Xiaoyao heard this, it would take another two hours, and he felt even more distressed Zong Bairong, so he walked to her and sat down.

"I'll stay with you for a while, and talk to you so that you can save you from being bored alone." He smiled at the girl he liked with a smile, but his eyes were in a sloppy smile, "How about it, am I very loyal? Are you moved?"

Zong Bai couldn't help laughing. She thought that letting Luo Xiaoyao stay here with her would delay his affairs, but when she heard this man's tyrannical words, she burst into laughter unconsciously.

"Then do I have to be proud of my gratitude for being with Daxia Luo? You are too narcissistic!"

Looking at Zong Bairong's smiling face, Luo Xiaoyao felt that his whole heart was filled with sweetness.
Chapter completed!