Shen Qinghe opened the screen window, reached inside, and whispered softly: "Hurry up! I have a physical test later."
Jiang Yao took out the band-aid from his pocket and lowered his eyes to check the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so he put it on her gently.
The floating light created a halo on the top of his hair.
"Why do you want to do this?" Shen Qinghe wanted to know the reason.
If she is really accused, she can be considered an eyewitness.
He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, looked calm, and had no intention of speaking.
Lu Jinbai was dizzy and did not dare to approach: "That person secretly filmed girls going to the toilet."
Shen Qinghe remembered that he had just swiped his phone. Did he see everyone else's phone?
Something is spreading in my heart, and my mouth is faster than my brain: "Have you seen it all?"
There was a little bit of smile in those fox eyes.
Jiang Yao casually placed one hand on the window frame and hooked his index finger with the other hand, gesturing for her to come closer.
She did as she was told.
His tone was gentle: "I only read yours."
The sound passed through Shen Qinghe's ears ambiguously, and there seemed to be a trace of heat climbing at the base of his ears.
He looked unnatural: "I'm going to test it."
Walking back to the testing site, she realized belatedly that she didn't go to the toilet, but simply cleaned the wound. What was there to be ashamed of!
She seems to be less and less able to be rude to others now, especially when facing him.
Wen Jingjing pulled her to sit on a cushion in the corner: "If you don't come back and find yourself alone, the gods won't be able to save you."
Most of Shen Qinghe's sports are okay, but this sit-up can kill her.
After working hard for a minute, we can't even reach the passing number. Wen Jingjing has to rely on Wen Jingjing to count a few more every time.
She was still in her menstrual period, so she did it more slowly than before and didn't dare to exert too much force.
"Teacher, Shen Qinghe, 30." Wen Jingjing did not feel guilty at all, even though Shen Qinghe actually only made 21.
The physical education teacher also turned a blind eye. Many people were overpaid, and he knew it.
As long as it's not too outrageous, forget it and never embarrass them.
After the test, you can move around freely.
The four of them were not very fond of sports, so they all hid in the stands under the shade of trees to rest.
Gu Xiao took out her mobile phone and used word memorization software to review in the corner.
When Shen Qinghe turned on the water, he revealed a tender pink band-aid on his hand.
Wen Jingjing noticed it from the corner of her eye. When she was doing the test just now, she wanted to ask: "What's wrong with your hand?"
"The iron piece has struck."
"Do you want a tetanus shot?"
"It's not deep."
"Your Band-Aid is so girly."
Shen Qinghe stared at the band-aid and burst into laughter. Who would have thought that straight man Jiang Yao would have such a girly band-aid.
Chen Anzhi took out the candy from his pocket and gave it to the other three people, his eyes shining: "The freshman boy is measuring one thousand!"
Shen Qinghe's eyes fell back to the playground track.
Jiang Yao was at the front of the team, his expression unchanged, his long legs walking rhythmically, and his hair swaying with the steps.
After two laps, he was far ahead.
After crossing the finish line easily, he raised his hand and wiped his forehead, which was covered in sweat from running just now.
The movements are free and smooth.
The light shone on his youthful face, attracting many girls present.
The three girls carried a few bottles of water, holding hands, and walked towards the boys who reached the finish line first.
Distribute the mineral water to those people one by one, leaving a bottle of energy drink.
The boy was flattered and took the water with a smile.
The two girls pushed one of them in front of Jiang Yao and hinted at her with a wink.
The girl's face turned slightly red, she held the drink with a little force, took a deep breath, kept cheering herself up in her heart, and raised a sweet smile: "Here you water."
Jiang Yao seemed to have not seen the bottle of drink, and turned around to meet Lu Jinbai who had just reached the finish line with a neutral expression.
The girl stood there awkwardly, at a loss.
The boy who had been favored just now saw this and cheered to lighten the atmosphere: "Sister, give it to me! I need it!"
Girls are not persistent people, so they just follow the steps.
Jiang Yao looked around casually, but couldn't find the person he wanted to see, and his expression was dull.
Lu Jinbai waited for a long time before he came back to life. He answered the call from Wen Jingjing and pressed the speakerphone: "Hello, Sister Wen."
"Hurry up and come to the school gate."
"What's wrong?"
"Qinghe was scratched by an iron piece and had to wear a band-aid. I was afraid that Clostridium tetanus would breed in an oxygen-free environment. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but she is now holding on to a pillar and refusing to leave."
"Brother Jiang, why are you running away?" Before Lu Jinbai could hang up the phone, the people around him had already fled.
I followed my fate and followed him. He had just finished running a thousand meters and had just recovered!
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People passing by the school gate secretly looked at the girl holding the pillar at the side door and felt a little sorry.
He is quite good-looking, but his brain seems not very good.
There wasn't much traffic at this point, so Shen Qinghe buried his face behind the pillar in embarrassment.
Pretending to sob softly: "I know you do it for my own good, but I'm really afraid of injections."
Jiang Yao frowned, stared at her with his deep narrow eyes, and pondered for a moment: "Go to the hospital."
Hearing his cold and distant tone, Shen Qinghe let go of the pillar and curled his lips: "Can you listen to the request? Just one."
She wanted to come and learn about current affairs.
She knew that if she dared to say "no", Jiang Yao would dare to carry her to the hospital.
He blinked and stretched out his hand to make a gesture.
"Um."
"No injections."
Jiang Yao didn't agree, and with a wink, he and Wen Jingjing put her in a taxi and went to the hospital.
When Lu Jinbai arrived panting, he only saw their backs walking away.
"Hey, life is hard."
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After arriving at the hospital, Wen Jingjing admitted emergency surgery.
Jiang Yao grabbed Shen Qinghe's wrist to prevent her from escaping easily. In a hoarse voice, he asked the question he had been holding back: "When did you become afraid of injections?"
In memory, she should not be afraid.
"It was just a physical examination for the senior year of high school. After the blood was drawn, I started to faint from the injection." Shen Qinghe responded slowly.
It's a little after four o'clock now, and there are not many people waiting in the emergency department of the hospital.
"I'll go back to school first to deal with the e-sports club affairs, and she'll leave it to you." Wen Jingjing handed the registered number and medical records to Jiang Yao, turned around and left.
It didn't take long to arrive at Shen Qinghe.
"Come in on the 8th."
Shen Qinghe was a little timid and pulled Jiang Yao's clothes in.
"Where's the injury?"
Jiang Yao responded first: "My hand was scratched by an iron piece, and I even put a band-aid on it."
"It was applied about fifteen minutes after it was scratched."
The doctor looked at her injuries and wrote in the medical record: "Skin wounds, first ask the nurse to disinfect them with iodine."
"Do I need injections?" Shen Qinghe was only concerned about this issue.
The doctor paused for a moment: "If there is no redness, swelling or heavy bleeding, you don't need it. Although your wound is shallow, you still need it for safety reasons."
The doctor asked some questions and then asked them to go out to treat the wound.