For Wen Ran, all of this was just a minor episode. She didn’t say much after leaving the exam room, fearing her family would worry.

As for others’ comments...

Wen Ran couldn’t care less, and the Xiao Family didn’t have the mind for it either. The moment Wen Ran came out, all the family’s attention was on her.

"How do you feel?"

Wen Ran confidently replied, "I think it went okay, the questions weren’t too hard."

Mrs. Xiao smiled teasingly, "Who asked you about that? I meant, how was your seating? Were you in a draft?

How about next time, I bring you a hand warmer to hold during the exam to keep warm?"

Mrs. Xiao didn’t know why, but she had an inexplicable confidence in Wen Ran.

In her eyes, as long as Wen Ran was in the exam room, she would surely be accepted to a university.

So, this was a foregone conclusion that didn’t need too much worry.

She just needed to ensure Wen Ran was warm enough and well-fed during the exams.

Her words made Wen Ran feel warm inside.

"It’s fine," Wen Ran tugged at her cotton coat with a playful wink, "I’m not cold at all."

Her outfit had quite a story of its own.

It looked ordinary on the outside, but inside, she wore fur made by Mrs. Xiao’s own hands.

The rabbit fur, antelope skin, deerskin, and cowhide collected over the year, anything warm, were gathered by Mrs. Xiao.

They were tanned and sewn into a vest worn close to the body.

A pregnant woman’s body temperature is already high, and this wrapped Wen Ran like a little furnace.

Her hands and feet were warm, allowing her to be calm and relaxed during the exam.

With such a mindset, her original seven or eight out of ten skills were pushed to ninety-nine percent.

With all conditions in her favor, getting into college was no problem.

This winter was indeed frighteningly cold.

During every exam, someone would faint, and some, before passing out, clung tightly to their pens.

Wen Ran, however, sailed through smoothly. The moment she left, if not for the consideration of the twins in her belly, she would have jumped to celebrate.

Happy as she was, it didn’t last long.

Bao Wenxuan’s body couldn’t hold on, and when she walked out of the exam room, although she was close to the Xiao Family, she felt the road ahead was endlessly long.

No matter how she walked, it seemed she couldn’t reach the end.

Her body swayed, and Bao Wenxuan felt she had lost control over her limbs. Her eyes stayed open, but her body had already collapsed.

She stared into Wen Ran’s anxious face.

Her mouth opened and closed, seemingly saying something, but Bao Wenxuan couldn’t hear a thing.

She used all her strength to lift her finger, wanting to clutch Wen Ran’s clothes tightly.

To tell her she did it.

She, attended the exam.

But, her energy had reached its limit, and she couldn’t do anything else.

Pass out.

Anyway, the exam was done.

She was too tired and needed a good rest.

The Xiao Family hurriedly brought Bao Wenxuan to the hospital, making such a fuss that the doctor thought it was a matter of life and death.

The poor elderly running so fast that they nearly slipped.

Yet when they got the patient and checked the pulse, they found, speechless, that she was just extremely exhausted and had fallen asleep.

Nothing serious at all.

Wen Ran, in disbelief, said, "But a sleeping person should have some reaction to external touch.

Look at her, limp as anything, she can’t muster any strength at all.

It’s almost like she’s dead."

Holding Bao Wenxuan’s hand, you could let go without applying force, and it would fall halfway back down.

Doctor: "... You’re like this too when you sleep."

He looked at Wen Ran, "Being limp is normal, stiff would mean really dead."

Wen Ran: "..."

Hmm.

You know, there’s actually some truth to that.

The group, who brought Bao Wenxuan here all worried, now brought her back home, feeling rather rueful.

Bao Wenxuan slept for two days and nights.

If not for her breathing, she would indeed be almost like dead.

Even the studious Hongguo took a rare break from books to nibble on sunflower seeds instead.

"Crack~" spitting out the shell, Hongguo muttered, "Sister Bao still sleeping?"

"Mm-hm!"

Xiao Chenxing, recalling Bao Wenxuan’s previous study madness, was still a bit nervous.

"Let her sleep, don’t disturb. If she doesn’t catch up on all the lost sleep, she won’t wake up."

Wen Ran waddled in with her belly, "Catching up on sleep is fine, but she still needs to eat. Not eating, drinking, or doing her business isn’t okay."

"What should we do then?"

Wen Ran walked over, holding her big belly, ready to climb onto the bed. Xiao Chenye, looking worried sick, kept chattering, "Ranran, your belly’s too big, and it’s heavy.

Maybe I should carry you up, safer that way, you won’t have to strain."

Wen Ran: "No need, I can manage myself."

Xiao Chenye, unfazed, said, "But, I feel you need me. Maybe I should do it, I’m afraid seeing you like this."

Wen Ran: "..."

She was a bit speechless but held back since Xiao Chenye was just concerned.

Softly, "No need, if I can’t even get on the bed myself, what’s the difference from being useless?"

"But..."

"Slap!"

With that, the world went silent.

Xiao Chenye shut his mouth obediently, while Wen Ran supported her belly and got onto the bed safely.

The side-seated, seed-nibbling Hongguo & Xiao Chenxing: "..."

Hmm~

What can you say about that?

Used to it!

What used to be shocking is now no longer surprising.

Seems like Xiao Chenye has a habit of not learning from past beatings.

This time, having been slapped, next time when seeing Wen Ran about to do something, he’d still nag like a worried old lady.

Annoying Wen Ran further, only to get smacked again.

He’d be quiet for a while, and then repeat the process.

The Xiao Family: "..."

Haha, already accustomed.

Wen Ran, sitting on the bed with her belly, looked at Bao Wenxuan’s shrunken cheeks, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to measure a few times over Bao Wenxuan’s face.

Xiao Chenye, gloating, said, "Give her a slap, wake her up."

"I know, now shut up."

A person can hold on for three days without eating or drinking.

But Wen Ran thought Bao Wenxuan didn’t need to endure it, just wake her to eat, drink, freshen up, and then go back to sleep.

Still, when it came time to lower her hand, she couldn’t do it.

After some deliberation, Wen Ran slapped Bao Wenxuan’s buttocks instead.

"Slap!"

Loud and clear.

Xiao Chenye: "..."

He looked at Wen Ran reproachfully. This person, for others, uses one approach, but for him, it’s a different tune.

Oh, his life is tough!