"Waiting for what? You can't delay illness, it can turn into pneumonia. You can't underestimate a cold; in ancient times, catching a chill could be fatal! Come, the teacher will take you to the hospital!"
Little Taotie: "No... I won't go!"
Little Kitten's voice was even weaker, filled with deep grievance.
The homeroom teacher stifled a laugh, squatted down, and looked at Little Taotie's beautiful big eyes, gently asking, "Why not go? When you're sick, you need to see a doctor. Is it because you're not sick?"
Little Taotie didn't dare to meet the teacher's gaze, her eyelashes drooped, and her little head followed suit, her tiny voice weakly said, "I... I lied, I don't have a cold."
She originally thought she would be scolded by the teacher, but unexpectedly, the teacher didn't scold her. Instead, she gently patted her head, "Lying is wrong, but courageously admitting it makes you a good child. Today, the teacher won't blame you. Can you tell the teacher why you lied?"
