The Master's Mask Unveiled Again-Chapter 327 - 326: That Dream Ah...
Chapter 327: Chapter 326: That Dream Ah…
Regarding the reason for her fever, Lu Mian closed her eyes, propping her arm halfway on her forehead, shielding some of the light and her emotions.
“I had a dream, and when I woke up, I was feverish,” she said faintly.
“…” The nurse smiled and shook her head.
There’s no way a dream could cause a fever. It seemed like she really was delirious with fever. She needed to speak to Doctor Ye about this right away.
——
...
In the school, Su Luo finished her class and snuck off to the restroom to secretly call Su Qinghe.
“Grandpa, do you remember our school’s Dean of Discipline? What would happen if someone accidentally hit him?”
While brewing tea, Su Qinghe heard what his granddaughter said, and his hand shook, causing some tea to overflow.
“Who would dare to hit him? You hit him? It’s difficult enough for normal people to even get close to him!” he exclaimed.
“…” Su Luo pouted, flipping her ponytail behind her back, “But what if it was me, would you save me?”
“Difficult,” Su Qinghe replied, with just one word.
“…Then Lu Mian is in danger, isn’t she?”
“Lu Mian hit him?” Su Qinghe finally caught on, but then he became much calmer and took a mysterious sip of tea, “If it’s her, it might not be that serious.”
Although Su Luo didn’t understand, she naturally trusted her grandfather and nodded in relief, “That’s good. I was worried that Director Qimo might delay Lu Mian’s medical treatment in a fit of anger!”
“What?” In the end, Su Qinghe’s tea never reached his mouth.
“Lu Mian has a fever…”
“Such a big deal, why didn’t you say so sooner!” Su Qinghe put down his teacup, hung up the phone hurriedly, and rushed off.
“…”
Su Luo came out of the cubicle, staring at her phone, increasingly helpless.
Grandpa, do you remember when Su Jue had a high fever as a child, and you went off to watch a chess game?
You really are special to Lu Mian…
When Su Luo returned to the classroom, she saw a hesitant and uneasy figure at the door. It was a girl with delicate features but a very unusual buzz cut.
In her hand appeared to be something, a powder blue envelope.
She remembered now, it seemed like the girl was Sui Yuan from her brother’s class and had some connection with Lu Mian.
She approached and asked proactively, “Are you looking for Lu Mian?”
Sui Yuan was timid and rarely came to the freshman area. She used to meet Lu Mian through just a text, and they would see each other downstairs by the flower beds. Lu Mian would never ask her to come here looking for someone.
But today, after texting Mianmian without any reply, she had mustered the courage to come to this unfamiliar place.
“Is she, not here?” Sui Yuan asked.
“She’s sick with a fever. Director Qimo took her away during the first period,” was the response.
“Ah?” Upon hearing this, Sui Yuan’s grip tightened on the envelope and her pretty little face fell.
Mianmian was really sick. Her text from yesterday was true…
Sui Yuan felt both distressed and guilt-ridden. She thanked Su Luo and quickly left with her head down.
Su Luo hugged her ponytail.
Suddenly, she also wanted to get a buzz cut—it seemed quite hassle-free.
New n𝙤vel chapters are published on freeweɓnøvel.com.
——
The news of Lu Mian’s illness somehow got out.
She was now a person of interest in the school. Any slight movement, and it was almost like the whole school knew.
But she herself was completely unaware, lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling somewhat absentmindedly, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes full of confusion.
She really didn’t understand why she would have such a dream.
She remembered that she went to KTV yesterday and drank some fruit juice with alcohol. She knew she didn’t hold her liquor well, so she went downstairs intending to go home. Coincidentally, Director Qimo passed by and gave her a ride back.
However, during the night, she had that kind of dream. She dreamed that Xiao Qimo held her in his arms, cradled her gently, and kissed her tenderly and passionately, every detail vivid before her eyes.
As a result, she woke up to the glorious discovery that she had developed a fever.
This must be a spring… dream… right?
Lu Mian never imagined she would have such a dream one day; she must be seriously ill.
What was worse, this morning she found that her reaction to Xiao Qimo had become much more intense, her heart rate speeding up whenever he got close. Not going with him was truly for her own good.
Lu Mian couldn’t figure out why, but she supposed she felt guilty subconsciously, thinking that she had done such an indecent thing in her dream, and it was indeed a bit difficult for her to face Xiao Qimo now.
She shook her head, trying hard to cast away the lurid rubbish in her mind.
Just then, there came the sound of hurried footsteps outside the hospital room.
Lu Mian put all her emotions aside and watched as the door to the ward was pushed open by a pair of beautiful hands with red nail polish.
She saw a woman wearing a motorcycle jacket, cool and dashing with long hair, walking in while carrying quite a few things.
She smiled.
Ya Ling bent over, looking left and right, and when she confirmed that the person on the bed was Lu Mian, she walked over excitedly. She placed an exquisitely packaged birthday cake-shaped gift box on the coffee table, along with a pile of other things, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Mian eyed her tightly wrapped up in a scarf and frowned, “Why do you look like you’re sneaking around?”
“Don’t you know what I used to do? Coming to a place like this, I have to be well-wrapped!” Ya Ling said, as she pulled open a small gap in her scarf for breathing and leaned in to look at the diagnosis on her bedside record.
Ya Ling clicked her tongue, “Mianmian, you’re awesome, even competing for the highest fever temperature.”
“Get lost!” Lu Mian’s tone was gentle and she playfully scolded.
“So tell me, what’s going on with you? How did you suddenly get sick?”
“It wasn’t sudden…” She had suspected it before but hadn’t taken it seriously.
Ya Ling sat at the bedside and took hold of her hand, “Is there anyone here to take care of you? I’ll come over. We’re all friends here, so it’s more reassuring.”
“No need. It’s not convenient for you here, and I’m not having too many problems!” Lu Mian declined her kind offer and then lifted her hand to help Ya Ling tuck some stray hair, focusing on her crimson lips before finally resting her gaze on her hand.
These soft, beautiful hands were once the pride of Jinjing Hospital’s surgery department.
Now they’ve grown out their nails, dyed them the color of cardamom, and lost their original luster.
She truly felt sorry for Ya Ling.
“Do you really not want to hold a scalpel again?” Lu Mian asked.
Ya Ling’s body stiffened, and she inadvertently smiled. Snuggling up to Lu Mian’s chest, she said coquettishly, “Mianmian, having you is enough for me!”
“Cough, cough.” Lu Mian gave a reminder, “Woman, I’m still sick.”
“Hehehe…” Ya Ling laughed heartily and beautifully.
Seeing that the patient’s condition didn’t seem too bad, after laughing, she wrapped the scarf around herself again and got up, “I’m leaving. I’d better let Little Baldy know soon, she’s about to worry herself to death.”
“Mmhmm.”
“And…” Ya Ling turned back, smiling brightly, “Happy Birthday!”
Lu Mian pursed her lips, “Too bad, I can’t join you guys.”
Her current identity was too conspicuous; if she suddenly disappeared on her birthday to be with them, it would raise suspicions.
That was her concern.
