After an afternoon of hard work, when Yang Fan returned to Chenyang Middle School, he just remembered the ringing of the last class bell. As soon as Yang Fan entered the school, the campus was deserted.
Yang Fan walked slowly towards the direction of the teaching building, but there was a faint pain in his back. I don't know whether it was the knock on the back by Brother Ying or his brother, but the pain started to become severe.
"Damn it, I need to find a doctor." Yang Fan said to himself, and suddenly the figure of Liu Qing, a school doctor with a great mind, popped up in his mind.
"Hehe." Yang Fan thought about what Wang Yi told him. He always went to Liu Qing's place when he was sick. He couldn't help but became happy, and turned around and walked to the school doctor's office.
It was class time at this time, and those students who pretended to be sick would not come to cause trouble. The door of Liu Qing's school doctor's office was half-opened, and it was quiet and empty.
"Is Teacher Liu here?" Yang Fan opened the door and asked softly.
"Here." Liu Qing's voice came from the prescription in the back room, and then she stood at the door of the prescription, holding several boxes of medicine in her hand, emotionally organizing the pharmacy.
Before Yang Fan could speak, Liu Qing asked with a smile: "What's wrong with this classmate? What's wrong with him?"
Yang Fan had a painful expression on his face and said, "Teacher Liu, my back hurts."
"Come here and let me check it for you." Liu Qing said, putting several boxes of medicine on the medicine shelf at the door of the pharmacy, and walked to her desk outside.
Yang Fan then walked over, and Liu Qing asked again: "When did it start to hurt? Did you do any strenuous exercise before it started to hurt?"
"Teacher Liu, actually, I was hit with a stick." Yang Fan thought for a while and said to Liu Qing: "This afternoon, some gangsters from outside the school came to our school to cause trouble. I had a fight with them.
I didn’t expect that someone slapped me on the back without paying attention. It almost hurt me to death.”
"Take off your clothes and let me take a look." Liu Qing said quickly.
Yang Fan took off his student clothes in just three moves, revealing his upper body. Yang Fan didn't have any explosive muscles, but his entire upper body didn't have any trace of fat. It was very well-proportioned, with clear lines and a very streamlined shape.
However, the only fly in the ointment was that there was a bruised and black mark on his back, and it was also slightly swollen.
Liu Qing subconsciously pressed lightly on the bruised and black swelling on Yang Fan's back, and asked cautiously: "Does it hurt?"
Liu Qing's touch can be described as vague. It can be seen how weak her strength was. Yang Fan didn't feel any pain at all. But when he heard Liu Qing's words, Yang Fan immediately gasped with a "hiss"
He took a breath and said, "It hurts, it hurts."
"Come, lie down on the bed." Liu Qing said, moved away, and let Yang Fan lie down on the hospital bed in the small room behind her desk.
Liu Qing brought a bottle of safflower oil and said, "I was beaten badly. Fortunately, there are no muscles or bones in the wound, otherwise you would have suffered. Rub the safflower oil to activate the blood and you will be fine soon."
"As she spoke, Liu Qing opened the safflower oil, poured it into the palm of her hand, and slowly rubbed it on Yang Fan.
Yang Fan first felt a cold feeling, which was caused by the contact of safflower oil on his skin. Then he felt a soft and smooth little hand moving horizontally on his back. With the movement of this little hand, the skin of his injured area became more and more intense.
It's getting hotter.
However, Yang Fan was lying on the bed at this time, and Liu Qing was sitting beside the bed, rubbing Yang Fan's injury gently and carefully. Liu Qing's breath came from his nose, and he felt Liu Qing's gentle movements, soft and smooth
Little hands, Yang Fan couldn't help but hum softly in pleasure.
However, his humming sounds were a bit nondescript. Some were like the sound made by a female technician in a bath center after a massage to make him feel comfortable, and some were like a slight hum in pain.
This was an inevitable result, because Yang Fan was pretending. Although his back hurt, it didn't make him groan in pain. It was precisely because Liu Qing rubbed safflower oil on him that it felt so good, and Yang Fan couldn't help but feel comfortable.
He hummed, but he didn't dare to be so presumptuous. He was afraid that Liu Qing would gain insight into his psychology, so he mixed it with a hum that was similar to pain, so the hum sounded a bit nondescript.
"Does it hurt?" Liu Qing didn't expect so much. When she heard Yang Fan hum, she lay down and asked in Yang Fan's ear.
"Well, a bit." Yang Fan replied.
As soon as Liu Qing leaned down, her great mind immediately touched Yang Fan's shoulder, and a trace of her hair hung down, hanging on Yang Fan's body.
Yang Fan took a deep breath and mentally praised: "It's so big and smells so good!"
"Then I'll be gentler." Liu Qing said, sitting up straight and slowing down her movements. This... this... this is no different from the caress between lovers...
Yang Fan was secretly happy in his heart, and he hummed again. This time, he didn't pretend at all. It was just that kind of comfortable humming, which was really vulgar.
"How wonderful life is when a woman like Liu Qing rubs safflower oil on her when she's injured!" Yang Fan couldn't help but think to himself.
Liu Qing didn't know the dirty thoughts in Yang Fan's heart, so she carefully rubbed safflower oil on Yang Fan. The safflower oil would definitely extend beyond the injured area of Yang Fan. As Liu Qing wiped it, the blood circulation in Yang Fan's back slowed down.
Slowly became faster, and the skin became a little dark red.
However, with the appearance of these dark reds, dots of black appeared in these dark red places. This made Liu Qing a little strange. The reason why the skin turns red after rubbing safflower oil is because the blood circulation is accelerated, but
What's going on with these dots of black?
Thinking like this, Liu Qing unknowingly moved her little hand to the area with black stars and started to rub it.
Yang Fan was lying on the hospital bed with a contented look on his face. How could he feel that the position where Liu Qing applied the safflower oil had changed? At this time, he only felt Liu Qing's warm and smooth little hands wiping back and forth on his back, which was comfortable.
very!
With Liu Qing's movements, more and more black stars appeared, and they gradually emerged. It was an animal body pattern, dark and dark, and combined with the safflower oil rubbed on Yang Fan's back, it exuded
It has a scary oily color! This half of the animal body is covered with fine scales and looks like a thick python trunk!
Tattoo! Liu Qing immediately understood that the pattern on Yang Fan's body was a tattoo! This student actually had a tattoo? For a moment, Liu Qing was shocked. She had been a school nurse for so long, but she had never seen any student with a tattoo. Moreover,
, or this kind of invisible tattoo.
Since she can be a school doctor, Liu Qing naturally graduated from a regular medical school and has a medical qualification certificate. Liu Qing still knows a little about things like tattoos. However, it is difficult to see truly invisible tattoos.
"Teacher Liu, what's wrong?" Yang Fan felt Liu Qing stop his movements and couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Liu Qing.
Upon seeing this, Yang Fan immediately realized that the tattoo on his body must have been seen by Liu Qing. Thinking of this, Yang Fan stood up and said, "Teacher Liu, I feel much better."
Liu Qing also reacted at this time and said: "Oh, okay, I'll give you this bottle of safflower oil. You can rub it yourself."
"No need, I took a bottle here last time and haven't finished it yet." Yang Fan smiled at Liu Qing and said, "Besides, the injury is on the back, and I can't wipe it myself."
"Ask your parents to help wipe it." Seeing Yang Fan's bright smiling face, Liu Qing also smiled.
"I rent a house by myself, and no one will clean it for me." Yang Fan said as he put on his clothes, but he deliberately faced Liu Qing and did not show his back to Liu Qing.
There was a look of embarrassment on Liu Qing's face, and she said after a while: "How about this? You can come here to see me when you are in school, and I will wipe it for you."
Seeing Liu Qing's look, Yang Fan was even more sure that Liu Qing had seen his tattoo. He couldn't help but feel narrow-minded and smiled maliciously: "Teacher Liu, aren't you afraid of my tattoo?"
"Ah??" Liu Qing exclaimed and quickly covered her mouth. She never expected that this student would be so bold and dared to admit to her face that she had a tattoo.
Yang Fan had already put on his clothes and said to Liu Qing with a regretful look on his face: "Teacher Liu, I hope you can keep it a secret for me. This is actually just a tattoo I got for fun in the past, and I regret it now."
"Then why don't you wash it off?" Liu Qing asked suspiciously.
"Wash it off and it will leave a scar. Moreover, Teacher Liu must have noticed it. You can't see it normally." Yang Fan said with a smile, "So, I'm too lazy to wash it off."
Liu Qing nodded and said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, the teacher will keep it confidential for you."
"Thank you, Teacher Liu, I'll leave first." Yang Fan said and walked away.
After leaving the infirmary, Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this Liu Qing was simple enough and really easy to lie. If it had been anyone else, it would have been a problem for him how to lie! Liu Qing not only believed his words, but also had a look on his face.
A serious promise to keep it secret is really the best thing to do.
"Damn, I was just enjoying myself and forgot about getting a tattoo. Fortunately, I reacted quickly!" Yang Fan couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "I was so careless for a moment! No, if Liu Qing tells this, I will
There will be big trouble."
Although Liu Qing is innocent enough, what if she tells this matter? Thinking about this, Yang Fan turned around again, stood at the door of the infirmary, and said: "Teacher Liu, are you free after school in the afternoon?"
?”
"There should be, what's wrong?" Liu Qing saw Yang Fan turning back and asking such a nonsensical question again, and answered Yang Fan in surprise.
"To thank Teacher Liu for his careful treatment, I would like to treat Teacher Liu to a meal." Yang Fan pretended to be embarrassed, scratched his head and said.
"No need." Liu Qing smiled when she heard Yang Fan's words.
"No, no, this is necessary." Yang Fan waved his hands continuously: "I will come to see Teacher Liu after school, see you there or not!" As he spoke, Yang Fan slipped away and walked backwards.
Liu Qing watched Yang Fan disappear at the door, shook her head and smiled, not taking Yang Fan's words seriously!