Chapter 88: Heart Disease

The knock at the door made the two of them suddenly come back to themselves.

Yu Wu leaned against the door with his arms crossed, a half-smile on his face: 'Good evening, Teacher Xiao Huai.'

His gaze swept between the two of them: 'It seems Teacher Xiao Huai and Teacher Liang have already... made up through some means.'

Liang Shining stood by the bed with a complicated expression, and Ying Huai's entire face instantly flushed hot.

He suddenly let go of Liang Shining's hand and raised his head through gritted teeth.

'No need for Doctor Yu to trouble himself.'

Yu Wu blinked innocently. Song Si Lan glared at the instigator and strode forward with a dark expression.

Ying Huai tried to push himself out of Liang Shining's arms, but Song Si Lan pressed him back down and shot Yu Wu another annoyed look: 'Enough, stop moving. Why bother with a lunatic? Do you not want your arm anymore?'

Yu Wu showed no sign of having been scolded, still grinning as he nodded frantically in agreement beside them.

The next second, Song Si Lan spoke in a quiet, measured voice.

'After all, some people won't even get the chance to make up.'

Yu Wu: ???

He instantly tried to protest: 'Si Lan, no, I was just joking...'

Ying Huai glanced sideways with a half-smile at the person beside him who was full of regret, while Song Si Lan didn't even raise his head.

Seeing Ying Huai had stopped moving, he carefully reached out and rolled up his sleeve.

The bruising on his arm was still very obvious, but fortunately Ying Qi had treated it in time—the swelling was already starting to dissipate, and it should mostly fade in a day or two.

Song Si Lan's expression didn't relax though. He released Ying Huai's arm and quickly checked his eyes and cardiopulmonary function.

He examined him very carefully. Ying Huai couldn't see clearly to begin with, and after holding on for a while, he couldn't help but start getting drowsy.

'If you're sleepy, sleep. Just one last item left, and we're done after that.' Song Si Lan glanced at him and spoke quietly.

Ying Huai shook his head, curled up closer in Liang Shining's arms, and said quietly: 'It's fine, I'll just close my eyes and rest for a bit. When the results come out... wake me up.'

Song Si Lan glanced at him and gave a low 'mm.'

Liang Shining seemed to realize something, pulled him closer in his arms, and adjusted to a more comfortable position.

Ying Huai was probably truly exhausted; before long his breathing gradually evened out.

Song Si Lan quietly collected the blood samples and instruments one by one, with no intention of waking Ying Huai at all, and only looked up at Liang Shining.

'What's wrong?'

Liang Shining's expression showed no surprise either, but there was a hint of suppressed tension in his voice: 'Is there something wrong with Ying Huai's eyes...?'

Song Si Lan shook his head slightly.

'No.'

He picked up the first few results that had come out, and his expression—rarely—eased somewhat: 'The results aren't bad. The hematoma has receded a little.'

'If recovery continues at this rate, his vision will improve significantly very soon.'

Liang Shining was stunned.

A flash of disbelief crossed his face, and he spoke instinctively: 'What did you say?'

He had noticed Song Si Lan deliberately keeping things from Ying Huai earlier and had worried something was wrong, never expecting it would be a pleasant surprise.

The corner of Song Si Lan's mouth curved into a rare smile.

He let out a slight breath of relief: 'I said, there's nothing wrong with his eyes.'

'I was worried the arm injury might affect his eye recovery, but fortunately it didn't.'

'However, with the weather changing lately and his heart having just had surgery last time, a few indicators are a bit low. I'll prescribe some stabilizing medicine for him to take for half a month—shouldn't be anything major.'

Liang Shining nodded instinctively.

He couldn't help but let a hint of joy show on his face, but couldn't resist asking: 'Why... would this happen?'

Song Si Lan understood his reaction.

Ying Huai's body was too weak, and combined with the complex drug resistance built up from years of frequent medication, the hematoma—which should have been fully absorbed long ago according to original estimates—had shown no signs of decreasing for so long.

Although Song Si Lan had always said it would eventually recover, no one knew exactly when that 'eventually' would be.

Liang Shining said nothing, but had been tense inside. Suddenly hearing this news, his first reaction was naturally panic.

Song Si Lan—rare for him—didn't make a sarcastic remark, but spoke seriously: 'I'm not entirely sure of the specific reason either. It might be related to this injury accidentally promoting blood circulation and recovery functions in the body.'

The corner of Liang Shining's mouth curved up uncontrollably.

He reached out and gently touched the corner of Ying Huai's eye: 'Then will Ying Huai be able to feel it himself when he wakes up...?'

Song Si Lan paused, then shook his head slightly.

'Not necessarily.'

'The hematoma has only receded a little now. Ying Huai won't feel it very obviously—it'll probably take a while longer before it actually shows in his body.'

Liang Shining was momentarily stunned.

Song Si Lan looked at his reaction and sighed silently.

He—rare for him—offered some comfort: 'It's fine. I'll go to the Hospital later and prescribe him some medicine. If it works well, he should feel something by next week.'

Liang Shining nodded without speaking.

Song Si Lan said nothing more. Without so much as a glance at the cautious Yu Wu beside him, he turned and walked straight toward the door.

Yu Wu hurried to follow closely, talking as he looked back: 'Teacher Liang, I'm leaving too. If you and Teacher Xiao Huai need anything, just call me—I'll do my best to help...'

He was talking enthusiastically and didn't notice that Song Si Lan in front of him seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped walking.

'Right, you can also tell Ying Huai the news in advance—hiss...'

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a strong force from behind.

Song Si Lan fell forward without warning.

By the time he realized what had happened, he found himself on the ground, with Yu Wu's hand cradling the back of his head and his whole person somewhat awkwardly propped above him.

Song Si Lan: ...?

'I'm sorry, Si Lan, I didn't mean to. I didn't see just now...'

Yu Wu really hadn't reacted in time just now.

He was half a head taller than Song Si Lan, and had been walking forward while looking back—for a moment he truly hadn't seen Song Si Lan stop.

Song Si Lan, who had experienced too many similar incidents, didn't believe a word of his nonsense.

'Shut up.'

He resisted the urge to kick Yu Wu away outright, and tried to push himself up: 'Let go, get off me...'

But Yu Wu was also flusteredly trying to help him up.

He didn't notice that Song Si Lan had already pushed his upper body up, and the hand cradling the back of his head hurriedly applied force.

A muffled 'thud.'

Song Si Lan let out a muffled groan, and Yu Wu cried out 'ow'—without a thought for himself, he immediately reached back to feel Song Si Lan's forehead.

'Are you okay, Si Lan? Believe me, I really didn't mean to. I didn't see just now...'

Yu Wu was truly wronged and unable to defend himself, and could only hurriedly try to explain.

Liang Shining, who had witnessed everything from not far away: '...Need any help?'

'...No.'

Song Si Lan covered his painfully bumped forehead and raised his head with a half-smile.

The next second, he lifted his foot and kicked Yu Wu without hesitation.

That kick held nothing back. Yu Wu's pupils shrank slightly and he instantly rolled to the side.

Song Si Lan gave a cold laugh, dusted off his hands, and finally stood up from the ground.

'I hadn't finished what I was saying—you can tell Ying Huai the news in advance, as something for him to look forward to.'

Liang Shining paused.

Song Si Lan seemed to know what he was thinking: 'But if you're worried about making Ying Huai upset... you could also wait a couple of days.'

'It's your call.' he said quietly at last.

Yu Wu beside him finally climbed up from the ground as well.

Seeing Song Si Lan stride out without looking back, he had no time to say more and hurriedly followed.

'Wait for me, Si Lan. I really didn't mean it just now. Why were you so worked up just now, Si Lan? Are you trying to ruin your own future happiness...'

After a few seconds, Liang Shining heard Yu Wu's voice cut off abruptly, followed by a sudden cry of pain.

Liang Shining: ........

The person in his arms seemed to be startled awake by the commotion and stirred slightly.

'Liang Shining?' Ying Huai lifted his eyes groggily.

'Did something happen?'

He turned his head and coughed weakly, speaking somewhat blankly: 'I thought I just heard Yu Wu yelling...'

Liang Shining withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression and touched Ying Huai's forehead.

'Nothing, Shifu.' he said quietly.

'Just now Doctor Yu got kicked out by Doctor Song.'

Ying Huai: ?

·

When Ying Huai woke again, it was already the next morning.

He sat at the head of the bed in a daze, only coming to his senses belatedly when Liang Shining carried him into the bathroom.

Liang Shining held him with one arm and reached for the hot water with the other. The next second, he felt a cold hand quietly slip into his collar.

Liang Shining didn't jump as he might have expected from the cold—just paused briefly and turned his head calmly.

'Awake now?'

'Mm.'

Ying Huai looked up at the sound of his voice, his eyes curving: 'How were last night's test results? Did Song Si Lan say anything?'

The moment his words fell, he felt the person in front of him seem to hesitate briefly.

Immediately after, Liang Shining pretended nothing was wrong and quickly spoke: 'The test results were pretty good, Song Si Lan said there's no problem.'

—He ultimately didn't tell Ying Huai everything Song Si Lan had said.

Liang Shining felt a little guilty and subconsciously didn't look at Ying Huai's reaction, thus missing the flash of something strange that crossed Ying Huai's expression.

Ying Huai didn't say anything immediately.

His expression gradually quieted down. After a few seconds, he slowly spoke softly: 'Really?'

Liang Shining was preparing things for bathing nearby and casually nodded: 'Of course it's true—'

He turned his head as he spoke, his expression freezing: 'What's wrong, Shifu?'

Ying Huai didn't answer immediately.

His expression was somehow vacant. He wrapped his arms around Liang Shining's neck and lowered his eyes, then suddenly slid both hands a few inches further around his neck.

Liang Shining still didn't react much and raised his head somewhat blankly.

The next second, he heard Ying Huai speak softly: 'Why aren't you cold yet, Liang Shining? Is my hand not cold anymore?'

Liang Shining was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking Ying Huai was still mulling over this matter.

A trace of helplessness crossed his expression. He looked up at the person in front of him, still said nothing, and instead supported his waist, letting him sit back against the sink.

'Don't move yet. You had a bit of a fever last night and broke out in sweat. Let me run some hot water to wipe you down first.'

He spoke as he walked toward the bathtub nearby, but heard a soft 'thud' landing behind him, followed by a burst of light, quick footsteps.

Liang Shining sensed something was wrong and suddenly turned his head.

The next second, he reflexively reached out and caught the person who had quietly run over.

'Why did you come down barefoot?' Liang Shining frowned, somewhat helplessly picked the person up again. 'Didn't I tell you to wait a moment?'

'Why didn't you react just now, Liang Shining?'

Ying Huai felt himself being lifted back in front of Liang Shining.

He suddenly laughed, reached out to wrap his arms around Liang Shining's neck, rested his head on his shoulder, and spoke softly: 'If you don't tell me I'll keep asking. You didn't react just now, so don't be even less reactive in bed later.........'

Before he finished speaking, as expected, he felt Liang Shining's body stiffen.

The next second, he suddenly felt his waist tighten.

Ying Huai softly hissed, and the next second heard Liang Shining open his mouth through gritted teeth.

'I didn't react?'

Liang Shining lowered his eyes, his voice inexplicably hoarse: 'Shifu had better.........still be able to say the same thing later.'

Ying Huai was stunned. Before he could react, the next second, he felt something foreign press against his lower abdomen.

Ying Huai's entire ears instantly flushed red.

'Liang Shining, you—'

He immediately understood why Liang Shining hadn't responded to him earlier—because he wanted to wait until it subsided before saying anything.

—Yet he had kept stoking the fire nonstop.

Ying Huai immediately tried to slip down from Liang Shining's arms: 'Alright, I already know the answer, little disciple. Thanks for the explanation.'

He quickly released his hands from around Liang Shining's neck and turned to run toward the door.

'You calm down first, or take a bath by yourself, I'll come back in a bit.........'

Before he finished speaking, he felt his wrist tighten.

The next second, Ying Huai's body was instantly lifted into the air.

'Didn't I just say, Shifu shouldn't run around barefoot.'

Liang Shining lifted the person horizontally, unhurriedly walked straight into the bathtub, and slowly sat down.

'Easy to catch cold.'

Warm water instantly enveloped them both. Ying Huai's entire face flushed red as he propped himself on Liang Shining's shoulders, trying to sit up.

'Wait a moment, Liang Shining, I still have to go out today.........'

Liang Shining's movements paused briefly.

He lowered his eyes, his voice seeming to calm somewhat: 'What do you need to go out for?'

'Teacher Mu Heguang said there's an open class at the school this afternoon, and invited me to give a talk.'

Ying Huai hurriedly spoke.

He seemed afraid Liang Shining wouldn't believe him and quickly added: 'Really, Song Xingzhou sent me a message yesterday, but I was asleep and only saw it today. If you don't believe me, go look at my phone.........'

Before he finished speaking, he felt the hand that had been loosely supporting his waist tighten again.

Ying Huai softly hissed, raised his head through gritted teeth: 'What are you doing? I told you, if you don't believe me, go look.........'

The next second, he heard Liang Shining gently interrupt him: 'Song Xingzhou sent you a message?'

Ying Huai's words suddenly stopped.

He instantly realized something was wrong.

'No, Xingzhou was just notifying me, forwarding Teacher Mu Heguang's message, it wasn't him inviting me....... mm!'

Before Ying Huai finished speaking, the next second, Liang Shining suddenly leaned down and sealed his lips.

Ying Huai's eyes widened slightly, and his hands on Liang Shining's shoulders unconsciously tightened little by little.

Until he felt the suffocating sensation about to drown him, Liang Shining finally slowly straightened up.

Ying Huai leaned against Liang Shining's chest, panting rapidly.

His whole body was limp, water-soaked clothes clinging tightly to his body, pressing his already slender waist as if it had dropped another fraction.

He felt Liang Shining support him as he slowly sat up, and turn the bathroom temperature up a few more degrees.

But Ying Huai still shivered lightly, unconsciously leaning a bit closer to the nearby source of warmth.

Since losing his sight, he had lost some sense of security, always unconsciously wanting to grab onto something of Liang Shining's—his collar or his fingers—as if that could inexplicably put him at ease.

He didn't notice that he was almost entirely pressed against Liang Shining's chest, unconsciously adjusting his breathing to the slow rise and fall of his chest.

But before he could collect himself, the next second, his body suddenly trembled.

Ying Huai's entire body seemed to be electrified, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

'—Liang Shining!'

'Mm, I'm here.'

Liang Shining spoke in a low voice.

Ying Huai's slightly hoarse voice instantly turned into a pitch-shifted cry of surprise.

His body went limp, sliding down half an inch in an instant, the strength he had barely gathered rapidly draining away.

After several seconds, Ying Huai felt he had finally regained his senses.

'.........Didn't you say yesterday that you had to consider my body, Liang Shining?'

Ying Huai raised his head through gritted teeth: 'How come today.........'

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly spasmed uncontrollably.

Ying Huai instantly let out a whimper. The next second, he quickly realized something and bit hard on his lower lip, saying nothing more.

'Yesterday I asked Song Si Lan, and he said your body's been recovering alright recently. Appropriate exercise.........shouldn't be a problem.'

Liang Shining raised his hand.

His fingers slid slowly down along Ying Huai's skin, flushed thin pink by the steam, gently pinched his chin, and leaned down to pry his lips open with the tip of his tongue.

Ying Huai's lips parted slightly, and Liang Shining surged in at once, plundering and seizing until he drained away the last of his senses.

'Be good, if it hurts, bite me.'

Ying Huai vaguely heard Liang Shining laugh softly.

He unconsciously let out a hum with a slight sob, feeling Liang Shining's arm around him tighten once more.

'Didn't Shifu just say the talk is in the afternoon? It's only just morning now.'

Liang Shining spoke unhurriedly: 'Shifu still has plenty of.........rest time.'

·

When Ying Huai was helped into the classroom by Liang Shining, the surrounding chatter instantly quieted for a moment.

Ying Huai inconspicuously pressed his waist and sighed silently.

This morning, Liang Shining hadn't originally intended to go all the way in the end—it was he himself who finally.......took the initiative.

Ying Huai lightly pounded his somewhat sore waist. The next second, he felt a hand gently come up to support him, pressing neither too lightly nor too heavily.

Ying Huai's expression stiffened for a moment.

He turned his head through gritted teeth: 'Didn't I tell you to stop following me once we entered the classroom?'

Liang Shining stood beside him, speaking softly: 'I'll help you to the podium and then step down, Shifu.'

Ying Huai frowned, directly shook off his hand, and walked forward briskly.

'No need, it's such a short distance from the door to the podium, I can still walk.........'

Before he finished speaking, the next second, something tripped his foot.

A burst of exclamations instantly came from around them. Liang Shining, who had been watching Ying Huai the whole time, immediately reached out and held the person steadily in his arms.

He softly finished the sentence he hadn't completed earlier.

'There's a step in front of the podium, I was trying to tell you earlier, Shifu.'

Ying Huai: .........

Liang Shining paused, his voice involuntarily dropping a little lower: 'Shifu's tired today, no need to push yourself. It's fine if I support you up there.'

Ying Huai couldn't help turning to glare at him.

At the very end this morning, he couldn't hold on and fell asleep directly. Not only did Liang Shining quickly clean him up, he also held him with one arm and gave him another bath.

While he slept deeply through the morning, Liang Shining not only went downstairs to make food, but also stayed by the bed and woke him up right on time.

At this moment, Ying Huai could feel that Liang Shining not only showed no trace of fatigue, but even radiated an indescribable freshness of spirit.

As for him, the one who had actively seduced and then gone limp halfway through—let alone looking radiant—he couldn't even hold on and had fallen asleep again during the car ride over.

Ying Huai's pride took an unaccountable hit.

He gave a light snort, broke free of Liang Shining's hand, and stepped up onto the platform in one stride.

"I'm not tired. Hurry down."

Liang Shining's expression went somewhat blank.

The next second, looking at the person half-leaning against the podium, he quickly realized something and strode forward.

"Shifu, if you can't stand, just tell me."

Liang Shining said quietly: "I can find you a chair, or stand beside you and hold you up."

Ying Huai, whose pride had only just barely been rebuilt: .........

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said directly: "No need."

He lowered his eyes and spoke with a half-smile: "Since Teacher Liang has so much energy, don't bother sitting in on the lecture. Go run a couple of laps around the field."

Liang Shining: ?

·

In the end, Liang Shining did bring Ying Huai a chair, but he also kept his word and reluctantly stepped down from the platform before the class began.

Ying Huai took a deep breath and calmly began today's lecture.

After the last Concert, Ying Huai had once again blown up overnight.

But his recent physical condition didn't support any more commercial activities, so Lu Jing had specifically arranged for the management company to give him a long leave.

After Mu Heguang learned of this, he consulted Ying Huai's opinion and arranged for him to give some open lectures and sharing sessions at the school.

This way, Ying Huai could interact with people while also passing on some of his own experience to others.

Even though the school had announced that Ying Huai would basically be teaching every week, every session drew a crowd far larger than the original registered count.

The classroom was packed full; looking out over the sea of heads, there was an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Ying Huai had never cared about the number of attendees, and now that he couldn't see clearly, he treated it as if no one were there, simply lecturing on his own.

He never needed a PPT for his lectures, but his content was complete and logically rigorous, explained through examples in an accessible way—comparable to a professional special-topic report.

But today, the students present could clearly hear that Ying Huai's voice was a bit hoarse, and he would pause every now and then before continuing.

Fortunately, the sharing session was only an hour long, and soon there were only ten minutes left before the end of class.

".......Alright, that's about all for today's content. Does anyone have any questions?"

Ying Huai stood half-leaning behind the podium, head slightly bowed, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

His waist had been uncomfortable to begin with, and today the classroom was packed, and he had been talking for so long. Now that he relaxed, he gradually began to feel a bit short of oxygen.

Ying Huai pressed a hand to his chest and took a deep breath, trying hard to adjust his breathing, but still felt he couldn't quite catch his breath.

He sighed, took half a step back, fumbled for the chair behind him, and slowly sat down. Only then did the tightness in his chest ease a little.

Fortunately, the students in front of him were all caught up in the excitement of the class, and basically no one noticed his movement.

Ying Huai exhaled silently, half-propping his forehead, waiting for the teaching assistant beside him to help pass the microphone to the student who wanted to ask a question.

Ying Huai forced himself to answer two or three questions, then felt his chest tighten again.

He really couldn't speak anymore. He sighed and turned his head toward the direction Liang Shining had said he was sitting.

Liang Shining understood immediately, strode quickly up to the platform, and turned sideways to shield him behind his body.

"What's wrong, Shifu?"

Ying Huai, half-leaning against the podium, tilted his head up and smiled at Liang Shining.

"Help me cover for five minutes, Teacher Liang."

He subtly pressed his chest and let out a soft laugh: "I'm.......a little tired."

Liang Shining's eyes flickered.

He didn't ask anything more, just took out the Medicine Bottle and slipped a pill into Ying Huai's mouth, then shielded him behind his body and turned to look at the audience below.

Ying Huai couldn't hear clearly what Liang Shining had said to the students below, but a burst of cheers immediately rose from the crowd.

Ying Huai pulled a few threads of awareness from the dizziness brought on by the lack of oxygen, and silently curled his lips.

He half-propped his forehead, eyes slightly closed, trying to appear nonchalant, but gradually felt his head growing heavier.

Just as Ying Huai felt he was about to fall asleep, the next second, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly rose from the crowd.

"I'd like to ask little sh......Teacher Xiao Huai about your understanding of the song 'You He'."

Ying Huai's awareness instantly sharpened.

—He recognized in an instant that this voice belonged to Xin Wan.

'You He' was a relatively early film and television OST song. Because it corresponded to a classic apology scene in the drama, it had been adapted by many musicians and had a high degree of popularity.

Liang Shining beside him frowned slightly and took the question first: "This student is asking about 'You He'........."

Before he could finish, he heard Xin Wan speak urgently: "I want to hear Ying Huai's answer."

Liang Shining's expression cooled by a few degrees.

He had just opened his mouth to say something when, the next second, he saw a hand with distinct knuckles reach out from behind him and casually take the microphone back.

"This student wants to ask me about my understanding of 'You He'?"

Ying Huai turned his head and coughed lightly, then laughed casually.

"I don't know which version of the song this student is asking about. If it's the earliest version by Teacher Xu, combined with the drama........"

Ying Huai acted as if he hadn't caught Su Xin's hidden meaning, and spoke unhurriedly, deliberately going through all the popular versions of this song from the past few years.

At the end, he remembered something and spoke in a teasing tone.

"But I remember this song is used as an example for analysis in the very first class of music appreciation. It seems this student wasn't paying close enough attention in class."

A burst of laughter immediately rose from the surroundings, and the little interlude was smoothly defused.

Ying Huai curled his lips, then couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing a few more times.

He had just been about to hand the microphone back to Liang Shining when, the next second, he heard Xin Wan speak urgently again: "You know that's not what I meant, little shidi."

Ying Huai's fingers suddenly clenched tight; he was almost amused into laughter by the anger.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the next second felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't get a single word out for the moment.

The class bell rang at the same moment, and Ying Huai felt someone stride quickly up to him.

"Little shidi!"

Xin Wan stood beside him and said in a trembling voice: "Can you really not........talk with me for a moment?"

After Lu Jing came back last time and told him about Ying Huai's situation, Su Xin and Lu Jing had repeatedly urged him not to go looking for Ying Huai recently, and especially not to do anything alone with him.

But Xin Wan had held back for several days, and in the end couldn't resist trying to contact Ying Huai.

But Ying Huai had never given any response.

Xin Wan had no choice but to use this method.

Ying Huai frowned slightly and braced himself against the podium to stand.

"Move aside."

"Little shidi, I'm sorry, it was our fault. Can you tell us how we should make it up......."

Xin Wan spoke urgently.

"Make it up? Your way of making it up is to embarrass me and embarrass Liang Shining in front of everyone?" Ying Huai couldn't help turning his head sharply.

"That was a classroom just now. What you did was disrupting class order. I can contact the school directly and have you removed."

The color drained from Xin Wan's face: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you, Xiao Huai. I just have no other way........"

Before he could finish, he suddenly saw Ying Huai's body sway.

Xin Wan was startled.

Only now did he notice that Ying Huai's complexion was an alarming shade of pale, and finally realized something was wrong: "Where do you feel unwell, Xiao Huai? Let me help you to the side to sit down for a bit......."

"No need."

Ying Huai frowned, tried to reach out and brace himself against the podium in front of him, but his body swayed uncontrollably for a moment.

The noisy chatter of the surrounding students gradually rose up, making his head spin.

Ying Huai took a deep breath, ignored Xin Wan, and only turned his head toward Liang Shining: "........Take me out of here first."

Liang Shining nodded.

He helped Ying Huai to his feet, but the next second, he felt the person beside him take a few rapid, shallow breaths and abruptly double over.

"Wait a moment, I can't really.......walk right now."

Ying Huai gripped Liang Shining's arm and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Help me sit down......for a moment first."

A flash of anxiety crossed Liang Shining's expression.

He said nothing, helped Ying Huai sit back down, and slipped another pill into his mouth.

The next second, he saw Ying Huai, completely drained of strength, clutch his chest and collapse forward onto the podium.

Xin Wan beside him was nearly scared out of his wits.

"Little shidi, what's wrong with you........."

Ying Huai couldn't make out the surrounding sounds at all.

The anger from moments ago gradually transformed into a tightness in his chest, dragging him down heavily.

Ying Huai wanted to tell Liang Shining that he just wanted to sleep for a bit, but in reality his lips only trembled slightly.

He felt his heart pound heavily a few times, followed immediately by a piercing pain.

Liang Shining could only watch as the person who had been lying on the podium suddenly went limp at the waist, and then, drained of all strength, slid abruptly to the side.