Listening to her response, Lu Zichen knew she hadn’t taken his words to heart at all.
After returning to the classroom, Luo Mengmeng couldn’t help but glance at Tong Mo, "Hey, hey, hey, Chun Mo, what were you just doing with Lu Zichen?"
"I... I..." Just as Tong Mo did not know how to explain to Luo Mengmeng, they heard the homeroom teacher enter the room.
She simply changed the subject, "It’s nothing, it’s nothing. The teacher is here, let’s focus on the lesson first!"
This was the first time she saw Tong Mo so proactive about learning.
But considering that she might not want to talk about it, Mengmeng did not press further.
After all, even between the closest of friends, each has their own little secrets that can’t be shared.
Meanwhile, the homeroom teacher coughed as she walked up to the podium with her lesson plan.
"Homeroom teacher, are you sick?"
Seeing she seemed unable to breathe due to the coughing, many students in the class asked with concern.
Truth be told, at first, they really did not strict and old-fashioned homeroom teacher, but as they got to know her better, especially after the incident with the blackboard newspaper, their perception of her had significantly changed.
The homeroom teacher loved them too, but her love was built on strictness.
"Maybe you should visit the hospital first, we’ll have self-study for today’s class," said one of the students.
"Yeah, or maybe the class president can teach us," another suggested.
The students spoke one after another.
On the podium, the homeroom teacher, wearing a black knee-length dress, couldn’t help but let tears well up in her eyes as she coughed and said, "Don’t worry, students. I am fine, I have taken medicine already, there is no need to go to the hospital."
After speaking, she lowered her head to flip through the book, "Now, let’s open our math textbooks to page 77. There’s less than half a month left this term, we need to speed up our learning pace."
With final exams around the corner, she was in no mood to seek medical treatment.
"You’re working so hard, homeroom teacher," they said.
Mengmeng and other students listened more attentively than they ever had before because she was persevering despite her illness.
The homeroom teacher looked at them with a face full of satisfaction. "If you could all be this attentive in every class, I would die happy... cough, cough, cough... cough!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than everyone saw the homeroom teacher suddenly start coughing violently, coughing up a great deal of blood, and finally, her eyes rolled back as she fainted right there on the podium.
"Ah! The homeroom teacher has fainted!"
Mengmeng couldn’t help but scream.
"Who has a phone? Call an ambulance, quick!"
"Hurry, someone go find other teachers!"
The more timid girls in the class were also startled and began screaming continuously.
The entire classroom was instantly thrown into chaos.
"Does anyone know medical skills? Do some first aid for the teacher while waiting for the ambulance!" someone suddenly shouted from somewhere.
"I’ll try!" Gu Zhihan pushed through the crowd and quickly made his way to the homeroom teacher, crouched down, and started pressing on her heart nonstop.
"Can you tell what illness this is?" The students, aware that Gu Zhihan’s family ran a hospital and that he had some medical knowledge, couldn’t help but ask.
While continuing the rescue effort, Gu Zhihan said, "I can’t tell what this is. It could be temporary unconsciousness caused by coughing suffocation or maybe an infection with some virus..."
Although he had some medical knowledge, he was not a trained doctor and therefore was not certain.