C6 Sickness Comes like Silk

His lungs began to burn, and he began to lose his breath. His feet felt as if they had been injected with black iron.

His windpipe was uncomfortable, and his nose was uncomfortable. It was as if he had been thrown into a whirlpool full of hooks. It was uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable.

There were still a few more rounds. One more round. There might only be one more.

Hua Ming thought in a daze. As his consciousness gradually disappeared from his mind, Hua Ming only had a vague feeling that groups of people were running past him, and the wind they created seemed to be able to flip him over.

His lungs were out of breath. It hurt! It hurt so much. He wanted to cry, but he did not even have the strength to cry.

When the world finally quieted down and there was no sound of vitality in his ears, Hua Ming heaved a sigh of relief from the inside out.

It was finally over!

"A student fainted."

"Wow... Why did he suddenly faint? It's so scary."

"Maybe he doesn't have a good physique. Look at how skinny he is. Oh my god, he's so small."

"Quickly carry him to the infirmary..."

...

Hua Ming fainted on the runway, which caused quite a commotion. The orderly line suddenly became chaotic. With the incident as the center, people kept trying to squeeze in to see what was going on, so that the male student carrying Hua Ming on his back could not break through the human wall.

This commotion quickly attracted Hsu Yan's attention. He was originally sitting under the Eternal Spring Tree and chatting with Zhao Xuehan, but this conversation was mainly about Zhao Xuehan.

He had just put the phone back in his pocket when he looked up and saw something not far away. He frowned, got up quickly, and ran over.

"Why are you blocking the way?"

His voice was not loud, but his magnetic and pleasant voice made the crowd instantly quiet down. Then, a voice inside responded to him immediately.

"A classmate has fainted. Please make way for him. I have to send him to the infirmary as soon as possible."

Hsu Yan looked coldly at the few people in front of him and roared in an emotionless voice, "Why are you blocking me? Get lost!"

The few of them trembled and immediately retreated to the side, quickly opening up a path. Then Hsu Yan saw Hua Ming lying on the back of the boy with a pale and scary face. He was in a coma.

Weeper's big eyes are closed tight and always soft and wet, the long lashes make a little shadow behind them, and his pale face is sickly white, and his lips are dry and cracked, and he looks weak.

Hsu Yan pursed his lips. For the first time, he felt that he had gone too far. He walked towards the boy who was carrying Hua Ming on his back and carried him into his arms. It was a very small and almost weightless one. Hsu Yan adjusted his position and let Hua Ming's head rest on his chest while he hugged Hua Ming like a princess. Only then did he say to the people around him, "Those who haven't finished running, continue. Those who have finished running, disperse."

With that, he strode off in the direction of the infirmary, ignoring the stunned look in the eyes of the boy who was carrying Hua Ming on his back.

It was natural for him to snatch someone.

Zhao Xuehan watched from outside the crowd. When she saw Hsu Yan carrying Hua Ming and leaving, she immediately ran after him.

"Boss Hsu, why did you bring him there yourself? This is not your fault. You can only blame him for having a weak physique and not eating well since he was young. He's so weak..."

"Shut up."

Hsu Yan glanced at Zhao Xuehan, who was following behind him.

"Get back to class. Don't think that I don't know that you're not sick at all. Don't bother me."

Hsu Yan was a little annoyed, but he did not know what to feel annoyed about.

The infirmary was quite a distance away from the track and field. When Hsu Yan appeared in the emergency room with Hua Ming in his arms, the nurse first looked at Hua Ming, who was in Hsu Yan's arms with his eyes closed. Only then did she turn her gaze to Hsu Yan and said in a teasing tone.

"Oh, Young Master Xu is really strange this time. He actually brought someone in himself, and not 'beat' them in."

Hsu Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so he walked her forward and said in a bad tone, "She suddenly fainted while running. Quick, take a look."

The nurse took over Hua Ming and looked at his pale face. Her face also became serious.

"It's a little serious. Why did you only send him here now? He must have fainted for a while. Don't be in such a hurry. Let him lie flat first and pull off his collar. I'll call Doctor Liu over."

Hsu Yan carried Hua Ming and placed him on the bed next to him. He reached out his hand to unzip Hua Ming's school jacket and then unbuttoned all the buttons on the front of his shirt.

Hua Ming's white chest was immediately exposed, and his beautiful collarbone slowly drew out a beautiful arc as he breathed. The two pink dots on his chest were faintly discernible. They were small and exquisite, exuding a forbidden temptation.

Hsu Yan looked at them and suddenly swallowed his saliva. He felt his mouth go dry.

Damn it!

He forced himself to look away from Hua Ming's chest that was emitting extreme temptation and turned his gaze to his pale face.

Hua Ming's facial features were delicate, like a doll's. He had a sharp chin, big eyes, long eyelashes, and a fair face that was soft to the touch, as if he was pinching a ball of cotton.

Hsu Yan's eyes were fixed on the unconscious Hua Ming. He could not help but think of the indescribable wonderful feeling he felt when he pinched Hua Ming's cheek in that narrow path.

He was really crazy!

Hsu Yan suddenly retracted his gaze. After a few seconds, he turned his gaze back to Hua Ming.

This brat was too much like a woman. He was so soft and sticky, which was why his thoughts were running wild.

Hsu Yan seemed to have finally found a reasonable reason for the messy thoughts in his mind and his mood instantly became better.