A little sweat broke out on her forehead, Xie Wanying recalled, looking for when she would reveal her secrets in front of this man. No one else would be able to find out. She could only say that this teacher was so powerful that it probably exceeded her expectations.
Around her, Dr. Jin, Dr. Lin and other teachers looked over, as if the operating lights on the operating table were all shining on her. Xie Wanying felt a little panicked and explained to the teachers: "This is -"
Perhaps she was thinking of making an excuse for a moment, but was afraid that it would be inappropriate, so she hesitated. Unexpectedly, during the second she hesitated, Fu Xinheng, who grabbed her wrist, stretched out his other hand to pull up her sleeve.
Xie Wanying's heart suddenly became cold and she learned her lesson.
It was as if Teacher Fu didn't like a student lying in front of him, so he directly took off the lid of the pot for her.
Pulling up a small section of her sleeve revealed the blood stains on the skin inside. All the teachers could see clearly that the blood on her sleeve was not someone else's blood, but blood from inside her clothes.
The scene was filled with deathly silence.
Zhao Zhaowei's mouth trembled: "Yingying, when did you get injured?"
She scared him to death. He had been with her all the way. How come he didn't notice or know?
It was her classmates' words that scared her to death. Xie Wanying said hurriedly: "I'm not injured."
"You are bleeding and you say you are not injured?!" Dr. Jin, who was originally going to speak for her, is now pointing at her to criticize and educate her, "Do you know that this matter is very serious. What do you think if you are injured and don't say anything?
Do you want the teachers to rescue you? You say?!"
"Teacher, it's just a scratch. It's a scratch. I checked it myself. It's just a scratch on my arm." Xie Wanying tried her best to comfort the teacher.
"You said it was a scratch? Have you had it checked by a doctor?"
The teacher was so angry that Xie Wanying did not dare to speak. Any more words she said would be wrong.
"You kid!" Dr. Jin put his hands on his hips, angry and anxious at the same time, reaching out to check the condition of her bleeding area.
Dr. Lin stopped her and said, "Don't worry, the blood should stick to the clothes. Take your time."
"Are you in pain?" Dr. Jin asked distressedly after seeing how much blood was flowing and the clothes were tightly glued together.
"It doesn't hurt." Xie Wanying didn't think much about it when she answered this. Of course, it aroused another wave of anger from the teachers.
"Aren't you in pain?!" Dr. Jin's hand was ready to press on her arm to teach her whether it hurt or not.
Xie Wanying was frightened and tried to retract her hand.
Dr. Jin looked at her frightened look and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He could only roll his eyes.
Footsteps came from the door of the emergency room: "Hey, what's going on in your emergency room? Didn't you notify the hospital manager? I didn't know until I heard that something big happened in your emergency room. You should give me a call. I need to fill out the form.
"
It was the voice of senior brother. Xie Wanying really wanted to hide her hands behind her back.
Huang Zhilei walked into the rescue room, saw a group of them, and commented: "There are so many people, something must have happened."
As soon as he heard what he said, Dr. Lin remembered that he and Dr. Jiang had snatched the student's bag from this guy, and turned around to explain to him: "Don't be nervous first."
"Why am I nervous?" Huang Zhilei asked, seeing the junior sister as he spoke.
"This is the situation -" Dr. Lin was thinking about how to explain it to Huang Zhilei.
