They all want to save me [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 17

On the way back, Lin She kept whispering to 067, fearing that one day Song's father would follow the plot again after he came back.

It ruined Song Lian's future.

067 was also very worried, 【Host, do you think we can't remind little angel Song Lian in advance? 】

Lin She rolled his eyes at 067's beautiful fantasy,

"What do you think?"

067 samsam,

【cannot】

【Then we just watch the little angel Song Lian leave sadly? 】

Lin She paused, did not speak after a moment of contemplation, and left in the direction of his home. 067 muttered to Lin She, and Lin She pulled out his ears annoyedly,

"I see, I'll see if there is another way."

After returning home, Lin She did his homework, washed up as usual, and finally hesitated for a while, looking at the bottom of the bed and the ointment Song Lian gave him, and lowered his head to unscrew the ointment Song Lian gave him today.

Kong Han is a gift, Song Lian is an exchange, and Lin She is more willing to use Song Lian's reward.

The long forehead hair swept across his legs, which gave Lin She a slight itchy feeling.

Lin She lowered his eyes, the terrible bruises lay across the cold white calf skin, still terrifying and glaring,

Such as Wen Yu slightly flawed.

Although a day had passed, the pain relief from the wound was still very limited. Lin She trembled when he touched it, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his black pupils were wet with physiological tears.

Lin She unscrewed the ointment that Song Lian gave him this morning. The emerald green ointment contained the fragrance of herbs. Lin She squeezed out some and rubbed it on his palm. Carefully rub them into the injured area.

After a burst of pain, a slight coolness began to emerge from the wound, which greatly relieved Lin She's discomfort and gradually loosened his frowning brows.

Let out a small breath.

Finally finished!

Lin She stared down at the ointment beside the bed.

The results are far better than those he wiped yesterday, and much faster.

It seems that the ointment that Song Lian gave him should be expensive.

But the more this happened, the more Lin She felt guilty and wanted to do something for Song Lian.

It's a pity that Song's father was not at home today, and Song Lian's request for his help was not completed, which made Lin She feel ashamed.

The night passed quickly.

the next day,

In the classroom, Lin She told Song Lian what happened yesterday, and pushed the letter back to Song Lian apologetically.

He thought Song Lian would be a little disappointed, but Song Lian just hummed lightly, and put the envelope away casually, without seeming to care.

Lin She was a little surprised, and whispered, "Why don't I go and have a look tonight?"

"No need," Song Lian shook his head with an indifferent expression, "no need to go."

It's not a big deal in itself, when he asked Lin She to deliver the letter, he just wanted Lin She to accept the excuse that he gave him the ointment, but he didn't have to say anything.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Song Lian's question seemed to be a random question, and it seemed to be a random conversation. For a while, Lin She couldn't tell what Song Lian was thinking from Song Lian's words, so he could only nod in a regular manner, "It's much better."

After rubbing the ointment Song Lian gave him, the wound on his body has become much more gentle.

Song Lian nodded, and said calmly, his eyes stayed on Lin She for a few seconds, then turned his head away again.

Lin She is still wearing long sleeves today. Although the thickness is a little thinner than yesterday, it is still impossible to see the specific condition of the skin inside through the fabric. In addition, Lin She is very resistant to being checked by others. Song Lian can only rely on Lin She Today's reaction is to judge Lin She's situation.

However, what was better than yesterday was that the pain in Lin She's eyes seemed to be better today than yesterday, and there was a trace of blood on his chin and lips.

The range of movement is also larger than yesterday, and it is also more flexible.

It seems that it is indeed better.

"It's good to have an effect."

Song Lian's attitude was very flat.

The bland question seemed to be just a random question, which also greatly increased Lin She's sense of security.

It seems that there is really no other problem with Song Lian's actions yesterday, he really just let himself help with a little effort, Lin She now has a very high affection for Song Lian who can play the plot with peace of mind.

With Song Lian's plot guarantee, Lin She only felt that the speed of solving the questions was much faster.

"067, you said it would be great if everything else was like Song Lian."

Here the key nomination of Kong Han,

Oh, and Teacher Li.

067 sat on the ground with his chin in his hands, looked at Song Lian in relief,

【As expected of our little angel Song Lian】

"Take your old mother's gaze away, so as not to pollute others." Lin suspected of abandoning.

067 Shuala uses data to turn into a door, hides himself in the door, the sound is buzzing,

【I just watch】

"Jingle Bell--"

The school bell rang.

The next class is physical education class, but according to the usual practice, physical education class will be replaced by math class or Mr. Li's English class in all likelihood.

Whose it is, depends on who comes early and seizes the opportunity.

The students in the class are used to it, they don't even bother to open the classroom door, they lie listlessly on the table, howling,

"When will we have gym class?"

"As long as there is no class, I would rather go to the playground and run ten laps, even one class."

"I don't want to go to class, I just want to go out and get some fresh air."

At this moment, a tall figure appeared at the door of the classroom, leaning against the door of the classroom, looking at the crowd with a smile, "I want to take physical education so much."

The sudden sound caused everyone to look up, and after seeing the figure at the door, they shouted excitedly like chicken blood,

"Mr. Qin!"

The tall man came in with a smile and clapped his hands. The students below immediately quieted down and stared at Teacher Qin with great longing.

Teacher Qin also lived up to expectations, simply and neatly,

"Sports Committee, the organizers will go to the playground to run three laps first. This class will be a physical education class. I will go to the gymnasium to get some things."

"Oh!"

"Great!"

Before Teacher Qin could finish his words, the roof of the classroom was about to be overturned by the excited screams and cheers of the students.

Only Lin She's heart skipped a beat,

——It's over, it's not good!

Is it too late for him to ask for leave for physical education class?

Lin She hurriedly recalled the plot. In the original plot, it was only stated that the original body did not go to physical education class, but there was no more specific explanation. Lin She frowned and began to think.

But their school is still very strict. No matter what class, the teacher and monitor must roll the name and confirm the number of people. Unless it is a special leave request, otherwise no matter what the reason, they must attend the class according to the teacher's requirements.

Even classes like physical music and beauty are no exception.

So why Yuanshen didn't go to class, can you explain more clearly?

Or, could the original body be

—Skipping class?

"What are you thinking about?" Song Lian's unique cold voice reached Lin She's eardrums.

The cold boy poked his tablemate who had petrified in a panic since the physical education teacher announced the start of class. He always felt that the tablemate seemed to have been petrified into a plaster that would rustle into powder when the wind blows.

Song Lian couldn't hold back, and poked again.

Sure enough, the dumb boy at the same table turned his head, his whole body was about to fade, even the hair on his forehead drooped listlessly.

Even the big cat pupils lost their spirits.

Lin She looked at Song Lian faintly like a wandering soul, his big eyes were expressionless, "I don't want to go to physical education class."

Song Lian opened his hand, and two leave slips fell out of his hand.

One is Lin She's, and the other is Song Lian's own, with Teacher Li's signature on it.

Lin She was shocked. He picked up the two leave slips and checked them for a long time. It was indeed genuine Mr. Li who signed the signature and instantly revived with full blood.

Song Lian's cold eyes fluctuated.

Lin She couldn't hold back the shock and doubt in his heart, and looked at Song Lian curiously,

"Where did you get this? No, when did you ask for leave?"

How did Song Lian know that this class was going to be a physical education class.

More importantly, Song Lian also helped him ask for leave in advance.

That's just... so sweet!

Lin She stared at Song Lian with bright eyes.

Song Lian pushed Lin She's leave slip to Lin She's desk, "I went to the office yesterday and heard the conversation between Teacher Li and Teacher Qin, so I asked for leave from Teacher Li in advance. Your injury can't do strenuous exercise now."

"What did you say?"

Didn't Mr. Li always dislike other people asking for leave?Lin She stared at Song Lian eagerly seeking knowledge.

Song Lian looked at Lin She in surprise, "Tell me the truth."

"I just got out of the hospital with a concussion not long ago, so I can't do strenuous exercise. As for you, I just said that you also need to ask for leave. Teacher Li cared about your arm in advance, signed it, and asked me to tell you to take a good rest and walk next time. Be careful."

Lin She hid his arms guiltily, "You didn't tell Mr. Li that I was injured elsewhere, did you?"

"No." Song Lian said lightly with downcast eyes.

"It's fine if you don't say it, it's fine if you don't say it." Lin She breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Lian paused, "Ms. Li thought you only had injuries on your arms."

"Let's go! Let's gather on the playground and call roll later."

While the two were communicating, they heard the sports committee shout loudly, and the rest of the classroom left in groups of excitement, the excitement was beyond words.

"Let's go too." Song Lian closed the book, got up and left.

There is no need to attend physical education class, but people still have to be there when the roll call is called, but they can move freely.

Now Lin She's mood is completely different, the leave note in the palm is simply a reassurance, so that Lin She doesn't have to worry about the plot at all.

But Kong Han didn't know yet, he stopped suddenly while walking, the boy at the same table was very puzzled,

"Brother Han, what's the matter?"

Kong Han looked back at Lin She who was walking slowly, and turned to his younger brother at the same table, "You go first, I have something else to do."

"Oh."

The boy at the same table was obedient and left first, and Kong Han was waiting for Lin She at the same place, until Lin She approached, Kong Han lowered his head, his eyes rested on Lin She's arm,

"Can I have gym class?"

Lin She shook the leave slip in his hand, "Song Lian has already asked for leave for me."

Kong Han also raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, took a glance at the leave note in Lin She's hand, a little sour,

"It's pretty fast."

"By the way," Lin She thought of the box of medicines under the bed and felt a headache, "I don't need the things you sent, so you can take them back tonight."

Kong Han was unhappy, "Why can't it be used? Impossible."

Lin She simply refused, "My dad doesn't allow me to accept things from other people."

This is also true.

Only then did Kong Han agree. After all, he sent Lin She these things for Lin She's convenience, not to embarrass Lin She.

but,

"I've been taking lessons from my tutor these few nights, so I'll pick them up in a few days."