Kitahara Hideji is essentially a reasonable person. Although the current situation is basically a scapegoat left to him by the original owner, he feels that he should admit the blame.
Of course, he didn't think it was entirely the original owner's fault.
The original owner has the habit of writing essays, but they are all about lamenting the wind and the moon, cherishing flowers and tears, etc. It can be seen that the original owner is a young man with a delicate and sensitive heart. It seems that his ideal is to be a writer or engage in literary publishing in the future.
Although the text occasionally shows that the original owner is a little self-pitying, thinking that everyone in the world is vulgar and self-righteous is the most noble, but he does not feel like the kind of person who insults others casually. He still has basic cultivation. Most likely, he is too young and speaks without intention.
No matter what words she said, Fuyumi's little carrot head was offended by her.
But it’s not convenient to ask what the truth is now. Kitahara Shuji saw that Fuyumi was in so much pain, so he quickly used his hands to massage her acupuncture points. After she calmed down a little, he tested the outer wall of the water cup and added some hot water.
, brought it to her and explained softly to her: "I have mild prosopagnosia, and sometimes I speak carelessly. If you care about the past, I can apologize."
If it wasn't completely unreasonable, Kitahara Shuji would still be twenty years old after all. Looking at Fuyumi, a child, he would still be willing to give in a little bit - it's not a fundamental issue involving the bottom line of principle.
Fuyumi pulled her little face and furrowed her brows, thinking that what he said was a disguised admission. She looked at the water glass again and felt a little relieved again. She muttered in a low voice: "Forget it, you helped me this time.
Let’s just wipe out the old scores, and I don’t care about your apology! But you stepped on me and hit my head. Sooner or later, I will let you know how powerful I am!”
"Drink water first!" Kitahara Shuji was a little relieved. Although this little carrot head was still awkward, he finally understood some sense - he never thought that gastric spasms could cure neurosis and irritability. Is this a new medical discovery?
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Fuyumi glanced at him, "This guy, if I don't let you apologize, you really won't apologize? Can you die if you say something soft?"
She complained about her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows, trying to sit up halfway, but she was a little weak. Hideji Kitahara hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to gently support her, and put a pillow behind her so that she could lean on the head of the bed comfortably.
Sit down and sit down.
Fuyumi didn't say a word, let alone say thank you. She took the water glass with both hands, holding it like a little hamster and sipping it slowly. Drinking hot water can relieve stomach cramps. She took a small sip to feel better, held it in for a while and said:
"It seems that the lunch break is about to end. You should go back to class. Don't delay your studies."
Kitahara Hideji hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll leave when the school doctor comes."
Fuyumi tilted her head slightly and said in a low voice, "Then do whatever you want. Just don't use this as an excuse next time I win."
"I'm not that stingy. Is the Nuanbao still hot? Do you want me to change it for you?" The sickly carrot-headed Hideji Kitahara in front of me felt that it was easy to get along with him, but he felt a little evil that if this guy's disease could never be cured,
Not bad.
Fuyumi took another sip of hot water and whispered: "Then... let's change it!" She hadn't enjoyed this feeling of being cared for for a long time, and her temper was not born, so her attitude softened a lot unconsciously.
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The so-called two good things combined into one is good. The two of them have now taken a step back. They will not give in to each other as before, poking at each other like a porcupine squeezing a hedgehog. The atmosphere between them suddenly relaxed greatly.
Kitahara Shuji smiled and went to get another charged one. This one took a long time to charge, so he tried the temperature and found it a little hot, so he found another towel and wrapped it before handing it to Fuyumi.
This guy has such a caring heart! Fuyumi stroked the warm bag and felt that the temperature was just right. She glanced at Kitahara Hideji again and flattened her mouth before starting to untie the one on her waist - this guy is really like a good egg when he is good.
Did you take the wrong medicine today?
"Sorry, I'm late!" The porcupine and the hedgehog were easing their relationship. The door of the school doctor's office was pushed open, and a woman in a white coat rushed in.
Kitahara Shuji looked back at her, speechless for a while. Although it was lunch break, where were you? Although serious illnesses will be sent directly to the hospital, you can't ignore the minor illnesses of students? At the very least, you have to be worthy of you.
salary, right?
He took a closer look at the female school doctor - private universities like to hire female school doctors, it is convenient for female students, and it is not easy to cause some messy and disgusting things - he roughly judged the age and felt that she should be between twenty and four years old.
Between ten years old.
This judgment is no different from no judgment, but you can't blame Kitahara Shuji. He is not good at distinguishing the age of women, and the female school nurse is wearing heavy makeup. Her hair is also quite messy, and she is obviously in a bun, but it is on the side of her forehead.
A few strands hung down, and the chest of the supposedly spotless snow-white coat was stained with oil, and the buttons on the collar were simply missing.
Kitahara Shuji instinctively felt that the school doctor was unreliable. Doctors shouldn't be like this, right? He glanced at the nameplate on the other person's chest and saw that the name on it was "Hanako Suzuki", so he smiled and said hello to the female school doctor: "Suzuki
Hello, teacher."
He is much smoother than the little carrot head, he won't offend people easily, and even if he slanders, he will greet them with a smile.
"Hello, thank you for your hard work." Suzuki Hanako had already gone to sit down by the bed to check Fuyumi's condition, and casually responded to Kitahara Hideji. Kitahara Hideji was a little worried, and was not in a hurry to leave, so he stood aside and listened.
After spending so much effort, it would be a big loss for the little carrot head to be tricked by quack doctors again. If this guy is a faker, just call Naotaka Fukuzawa and ask him to take his daughter to the hospital for a check-up.
But after listening to it for a while, he gradually felt relieved. The female school doctor was a bit slovenly, but she was still professional. She examined her carefully and asked all the questions to the point. After the female school doctor checked Dongmei's body, she also had long hair.
He breathed a sigh of relief and said warmly to Fuyumi: "For stomach cramps caused by excessive stress, you should relax your mind, avoid eating irritating food, and avoid cold food...Drink more water, and I will give you an injection later.
You'll be fine if you take a nap."
Then she took out a binder and asked for Fuyumi's name, class and other information, and then went to look at the student files to check Fuyumi's entrance physical examination report, injury records during junior high school, and allergy history.
At the same time, he waved to Kitahara Hideji to come over.
Kitahara Shuji was already preparing to go back. When the school doctor greeted him, he walked over and asked politely: "What are your orders, Mr. Suzuki?"
"You handled it very well just now!" Suzuki Hanako noticed the tooth marks on Fuyumi's lower lip, and she also knew what it felt like to have a stomach cramp. She understood that Fuyumi had been in severe pain, but it had basically eased after she came.
After asking Fuyumi, she knew everything. She felt that Kitahara Shuji's response was very reasonable, so she became a little curious, "Are you the health committee member of Class C of the first year? Thank you very much. I will write excellent on your daily comments.
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It is her responsibility as a school doctor to relieve students' illnesses. She has neglected her duties this time, so she must say thank you, which is a disguised apology and acceptance of responsibility.
"No, Mr. Suzuki, I'm a student in Class B, and I'm not the health committee member of the class. I just sent Fukuzawa-san here after I met her by chance. Seeing that she was in severe pain, I relieved her first. It's just a small matter.
", you don't have to take it to heart." Kitahara Shuji doesn't care about excellent reviews at all. As long as he has good academic performance, he will naturally receive preferential treatment in school. Daily grades are of no use to him, and he doesn't want to join the student union or anything like that - he is such a person.
Shameless people put practicality first, and those who are not practical start to act generous.
If he can get extra points for the college entrance examination by enthusiastically helping his classmates, he will definitely carry forward the Chinese ** spirit in the private Daifuku Academy, saving lives and helping the wounded every day, relieving dangers and helping those in need. But if he doesn’t get extra points, hello, me, hello, everyone, just don’t affect my study.
, I don’t care what you do.
"Oh, no wonder I haven't seen you before..." Suzuki Hanako nodded and asked with a smile: "Are your parents doctors?"
"No, my family is farming."
"Is that so? Are you studying to be a doctor? You usually pay attention to this aspect?" Acupoint massage is something that ordinary high school students are not interested in.
"I haven't paid much attention to it, I just accidentally saw something related in the book," Kitahara Hideji said casually. He was not in the mood to chat with the female school doctor, and he was even more afraid of catching a strong man for the female school doctor to fuck.
He wasted time on some messy things, so he smiled and said directly: "Teacher Suzuki, the lunch break is about to end. If there is nothing else, I am going back to the classroom."
"Go!" Suzuki Hanako nodded gently to Kitahara Shuji, feeling very fond of him inexplicably, "Let's exchange email addresses. If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just send me an email directly. And... next time
How about thinking about becoming a health committee member during the semester?"
She planned to apply for a business mobile phone later and put the business phone number on the door when she went out to prevent students from finding her again.
He suggested that Kitahara Shuji become a security committee member next semester because he wanted to boss him around. After all, it was hard to find high school students with some medical knowledge. The work pressure of the school doctor was still very high. Just collecting urine and blood during the physical examination made him sweat.
You can also call him to deal with emergencies when something happens - she was constipated this week, and she finally got a call after holding in half of her bowels on the toilet at noon today, but there was no way to cut off the clamp and run back directly.
I was sweating in the bathroom.
It would be much better if you had an assistant.
She is a bit sloppy, but she has a pretty good sense of responsibility. However, the school doctor is also a human being, and sometimes there is nothing she can do. It is impossible for the school to hire a few school doctors just to treat students' minor illnesses and injuries - if there are really big problems, they will be sent to the hospital.
That's fine. The school doctor is more prepared to communicate with the hospital, especially during the physical examination.
Kitahara Shuji reluctantly exchanged email addresses with the school doctor. He was a little worried that there would be trouble in the future, and then said to Fuyumi: "You have a good rest, I will leave first."
Fuyumi leaned on the bedside, lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, hesitantly raised her little hand to her chest and waved it gently. After waving it twice, she felt a little embarrassed. After all, the old accounts between the two parties were not completely settled, my friend.
It didn't count, so my little hand made a final slash and cut it onto the bed.
Kitahara Shuji was a little confused. What did this mean? Was it saying goodbye or cutting off my head?
He didn't understand how this little carrot's brain circuits were developed, and he didn't want to understand. He walked to the door, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you want me to go to the snow classroom and call her over?"
"No, don't delay her study."
"Okay!" Kitahara Shuji responded and went out, then shook his head lightly - I really thought too much. Looking at your sister's grades, I guarantee that she will lie on the desk and fall asleep every day!
The matter on Fuyumi's side was over, and there was nothing to worry about since the school doctor was keeping an eye on her. He walked directly to the classroom, intending to stop by to see how this little carrot did in the exam.
If you can make yourself so angry, could it be that your grades have exploded?