1307: C1307 It's All Because of the Ice Water

C1307 It's All Because of the Ice Water

Shi Miao forced herself to raise her head and looked at Zhan Zifeng. "Teacher, I'm fine..."

She could still endure it until the class ended.

Zhan Zifeng saw that one of her hands was covering her stomach, and the other hand on the table was trembling due to the pain. Her face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead because of the discomfort.

It was obvious that she was uncomfortable, but she still forced herself to say that she was fine?

Sure enough, Xiong Miao's personality was the same as before. She liked to shoulder everything herself and always caused trouble for others.

"It's alright. The content of this lesson has already been completed. I will take you to the infirmary first..." Zhan Zifeng said and was about to pull her hand.

Shi Miao panicked and hurriedly avoided his hand that was reaching over. She refused and said, "No need, really no need. Teacher Zhan, I am fine. I will be fine after I rest for a while."

Uh, she could feel that her pants were wet and wet. It must be her period. She even drank ice water in the morning and only now did her stomach ache so much.

If she had known that her menstrual period would come today, she would not have drank ice water.

She could imagine that the chair must have been dyed red with blood. At this time, if Zhan Zifeng pulled her up, the tide would collapse, and the red on the chair would be seen by all the students in the class.

At that time, it would be very embarrassing.

"You don't have to be embarrassed. I'm a teacher. It's my duty to take care of my classmates." Zhan Zifeng thought she was embarrassed, so he continued to persuade her.

"Teacher, I'm not feeling well either!" Zhou Moqing heard this and was extremely jealous. She immediately raised her hand and loudly said.

When she said this, all the students in the class looked at her.

Zhou Moqing went all out and stood up. She said to Zhan Zifeng, "Teacher, I am very uncomfortable now. My head is dizzy and I have no strength. My throat also hurts. Teacher, please take care of me and take me to the infirmary."

She had caught a cold for a few days, but Teacher Zhan did not even ask her.

Shi Miao was just lying on the table. Teacher Zhan cared about her so much. He even wanted to send Shi Miao to the infirmary in front of so many classmates. She had refused him, but he still did not give up!

Zhou Moqing could not take it anymore. She liked Teacher Zhan. She did not want to see him asking about a new classmate, but he did not care about her.

When Shi Miao heard this, she immediately reacted and quickly said, "Yes, Teacher Zhan. Student Zhou is very uncomfortable. I saw that she was sneezing just now. Send her to the infirmary. I'm really fine. "

Zhan Zifeng's expression was very bad. He only glanced at Zhou Moqing and said, "If you have a cold, take the cold medicine. When you go to the infirmary, you only prescribe cold medicine for you to take. Since you are fine, then continue to class! "

Zhan Zifeng's coldness and differential treatment made Zhou Moqing jealous beyond recognition.

Her chest rose and fell violently, but she only sat down angrily.

This was great. She made a fool of herself in front of all the students in the class, and Teacher Zhan rejected her in front of all the students in the class.

She had lost all her face, so how was she going to maintain a foothold in the class in the future?

Yanle could tell that Zhou Moqing's mood was very bad, so she comforted her in a low voice, "It's fine, Moqing. I'll think of something in the future..."

Zhou Moqing glanced at her and did not say anything.

Zhan Zifeng returned to the podium and continued his lesson.

Shi Miao sat at her original position and did not dare to move. She was worried that if she moved, her pants would become even dirtier.

Furthermore, the pain in her stomach did not alleviate at all. Instead, because of the fluctuation in her mood just now, it hurt even more.

It was really fatal.

It was all caused by a bottle of ice water.2

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