Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Teacher? Teacher?”

Zhao slept confused and felt like someone was shouting at her.

Blurry and inaccurate, disturbing her sleep.

She waved impatiently trying to get rid of that roundabout.

“Bang!”

The crisp physical collision sounds in this room.

Xiao Yan looked at the clear red mark on his hand and sighed.

Are sick people so casual and difficult to get involved with?

He looked at the medicine in his hand, how could he let the teacher take it?

Seeing this, do you think the author will let the male lead with the mouth to mouth feed Zhao?

Naïve!

Xiao Yan got up and went to the bathroom. Soon, he came out with a wet towel in his hand.

Then, face Zhao on the bed... stuffed in the neck.

Zhao was shaken by the ice and his whole body trembled for a moment. Then he opened his watery eyes.

Because of the fever, her eyes were a little red, and it was like two tears were shouting. The water looked at Xiao Yan and looked pathetic.

Xiao Yan coughed softly and shouted at the teacher.

Zhao responded slowly.

Looking at Zhao like this, Xiao Yan's rare feeling of guilt.

He picked up the towel and explained with a serious face: “The teacher is a little sweaty, I'm going to wipe it for the teacher, I didn't expect to hold it steady... it fell off. ”

Zhao looked at the male lead's face with guilt, his heart could not move, where would he blame him?

“It's okay." She shook her head, feeling dizzy again.

Xiao Yan said nothing and threw the towel aside, handing her the antipyretics and the cup.

“The teacher takes the medicine first, and the doctor will come later. Wait till the doctor sees it. ”

Yes, that's what Xiao Yan is for.

He can't stand a doctor who doesn't know where he's coming from to go into his room and see a teacher!

Of course, the teacher's room isn't working either!

Zhao couldn't do what he said. Take the medicine yourself.

By this time, she was aware that her consciousness was not in her room.

“It's...” she exclaimed.

Xiao Yan put the cup away and said, “I can't open the teacher's room door, I can only entrust the teacher to lie in my room for a moment. ”

Azhao: “... no, it's... it's because of you. ”

The character of the male lead she understands, letting others into her room, especially sleeping in her own bed.

It was absolutely a great tolerance and sacrifice for him.

Xiao Yanguan smiled: “What did the teacher say? As long as it's a teacher... there's nothing to grieve about. ”

Azhao stared at Xiaoyan.

I don't know if it was because of the fever, when I heard the male lead, she just felt the heat coming from the bottom of her heart, her face seemed even hotter. The brain is also a nightmare.

How can you listen to this?

She shook her head, lifted her quilt and walked out of bed.

“Didn't you say the doctor was coming? Let's go downstairs. ”

Xiao Yan walked up to Zhao and looked at her: “Do you want me to carry you? ”

Zhao looked at him at this moment and felt that Xiao Yan seemed different from the times of peace.

The two of them were so close at the moment, she didn't usually feel anything wrong, but now she's a little uncomfortable.

She took a slight step back and shook her head: "It's just the next floor, no problem. ”

“Okay.” I wondered if it was Zhao's illusion. I always felt that Xiao Yan had a bit of a regret to ask.

What's he sorry about?