"Teacher, I'm sick." Shen Xingchen said listlessly as he looked at the man in a white coat behind the desk.
"What's wrong with you?" Ji Nan raised his head and leaned back slightly to look at her.
"Chest tightness, insomnia, inability to eat, dizziness." Shen Xingchen looked at him pitifully.
Ji Nan opened the drawer and took out the receiver. He stood up and walked around, motioning for Shen Xingchen to sit down for easier inspection.
The heartbeat is 120, the blood pressure is normal, the forehead is not hot, the color of the tongue coating is normal, and the pupil status is normal.
"Except for the fact that my heartbeat is a little fast, I can't find any other abnormalities. I'll write you a sick leave note and you go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow." Ji Nan took off the receiver, casually took the sick leave form on his desk and wrote something on it.
"Teacher, I know what disease I have." Shen Xingchen blinked his big, watery eyes.
"Oh?" Ji Nan paused and raised his eyebrows casually.
"Lovesick." Shen Xingchen said with a sincere face: "Yaoyin is you. I didn't see you for a week during the National Day, so I got sick."
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Are today's female college students so explicit in their expressions of love?