Xu Che had just returned to work after going to the toilet. When he came in, he saw Qi Xi lying on the table alone. He walked over casually, bent down, and shouted twice in his ear: "Miss, miss."
Qi Xi looked up with a haggard and pale face, which startled Xu Che: "Oh my god, what's wrong with you?" He looked around and saw that everyone had gone to eat and no one was in the class, so he bent down and asked, "Are you here?"
"I have hypoglycemia and I feel uncomfortable."
Qi Xi felt her head was buzzing and she had no strength at all.
Xu Che stretched out his hand to pull her to eat, but she remained still and then shook off his hand.
"If you don't want to go, don't pull me away."
"I'm really convinced by you. You're hypoglycemic and don't go to eat. Just wait for me to get you a meal."
Xu Che rushed out with a "swish" and disappeared in a flash.
Intention: getting better and better