Scratch and scratch, the more you scratch, the more it itches, the more you scratch, the more you scratch!
This is the magical and terrifying place of itchy powder.
"Students, please give way!"
Ye Zihao saw a group of people blocking the door of the office, so he shouted.
"I'll go! Is it Brother Hao?"
"Brother Hao! When will you come to our school to give lectures?"
"The topic of this lecture is not about students falling in love early. It should be about using mobile phones in class."
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When the students at the scene saw Ye Zihao appear, they were all as happy as if they were seeing an idol.
This also reflects how noble Ye Zihao's status is among students.
"Absolutely, but can you please be a little more open? I want to see how Teacher Fan is doing."
Ye Zihao smiled awkwardly, obviously he had not thought that he had such a high status in the hearts of the students.
"Brother Hao! Please!"
Immediately, the doorway that had been very supportive just now gave way to a passage.
When Ye Zihao walked in and saw Fan Jianqiang for the first time, it was like seeing an orangutan scratching his butt.
indeed!
Fan Jianqiang's current action of scratching his butt is very indecent, but if a person is itchy, can he care so much?
"Teacher Fan, please stop scratching. You're already bleeding from scratching. Just hold on for a while and the doctor will be here soon."
A school doctor in a white coat spoke to comfort him.
In fact, Fan Jianqiang's skin developed severe allergies, and the school doctor rushed to the scene immediately.
But when he arrived, he seemed very helpless.
He has been practicing medicine for so long and has never seen such a severe cortical allergy, so he called 120 immediately.
"School doctor! You...how many times have you said this? I'm almost itching to death. Why hasn't the doctor arrived yet?"
"Help!"
"It's itchy...it's tickling me to death! Ouch!"
…
Fan Jianqiang groaned in great pain. Almost no part of his body was intact, and the skin was all scratched.
"Please let me come and take a look!"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao shouted and said.
Forehead?
Suddenly, the school doctors and others were stunned, especially Fan Jianqiang. When he saw Ye Zihao, he felt inexplicably angry.
Oh shit!
How did this kid come here?
Fan Jianqiang still hasn't figured out why his whole body is so itchy.
He just returned to the office, and not long after he sat down, his whole body started to itch.
He ate seafood last night and thought he had food poisoning.
"Yi Zihao! I...I can't handle it, get the hell out of here!"
Fan Qiangqiang scolded angrily.
Of course he was very angry with Ye Zihao.
"Teacher Fan! Only I can cure your disease."
Ye Zihao was a little unhappy, but since this was a prank played by Lin Keke and the others, he should compensate them for the consequences of their playfulness.
Therefore, he had to hold back his anger.
"You...you fart! As far as I know, you are just a small office worker. You are not a doctor. Do you know how to treat patients?"
Fan Qiangqiang questioned unhappily.
"I'm not a doctor, but I can see patients!"
Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.
"Damn it! Even the school doctor can't cure me. You're a fucking fart. Get out of here! Wherever you can go, you can't go anywhere! Ouch! It's itchy... it's killing me!"
Fan Jianqiang scolded him until he couldn't bear it anymore, so he started scratching again.
"Don't regret it!"
Ye Zihao originally had a good temper, but when Fan Jianqiang said this, he couldn't help but become angry.
"If I beg you, I'll call you 'Master' three times. Ouch! It's so itchy! It's so itchy!"
Fan Jianqiang had an awesome and coaxing look on his face and started to scold him.
"I wish you never had the chance to beg me!"
Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly and then stepped aside.
However, at this moment, several doctors wearing white coats walked in outside the door.
"Where is the patient?"
A middle-aged man wearing a medical mask asked.
"Doctor! It's...it's me!"
"I...I'm itching to death. Please help me quickly! Ouch! It's so itchy!"
"Help!"
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Fan Jianqiang screamed immediately, his expression was quite painful.
"Wow! Such a serious skin allergy?"
After taking a look at it, the doctor couldn't help but be surprised.
At this time, he began to give Fan Jianqiang an anti-allergy injection.
However, the effect was not obvious. Instead, the itching sensation on Fan Jianqiang's body became more and more severe.
"Ouch! Doctor, after this injection, why do I get more and more itchy?"
Fan Jianqiang said with a painful expression on his face.
"I have already said that I am the only one who can cure your condition."
Ye Zihao sneered lightly.
"Damn! The professional doctor is here and he didn't say anything. What the hell did you say?"
He was already upset enough, but now that he heard Ye Zihao speak so arrogantly, Fan Jianqiang became more and more erratic in his words.
"OK! Then pretend I didn't say anything!"
Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and felt sorry for Fan Jianqiang in his heart.
Forehead?
At this time, the doctor on the scene glanced at Ye Zihao, and his expression couldn't help but become surprised.
"You...are you Mr. Ye?" the doctor asked with surprise on his face.
"Who are you……?"
Ye Zihao looked at the doctor carefully, but there was no impression in his mind.
"Mr. Ye! I am a doctor from Jiangcheng Hospital. The last time you rescued someone in the hospital, I was right next to you. Don't you remember?"
The doctor smiled and explained.
"Sorry, I probably didn't pay much attention at the time." Ye Zihao smiled apologetically and said.
"Hey...hey! Doctor, don't bother chatting with him. Please help me quickly. I'm itching to death!"
Fan Jianqiang was so angry that he was about to lose his temper. He was itching uncontrollably, but the doctor was chatting with Ye Zihao.
Nima!
Have you considered the patient's mood?
"Teacher, you shouldn't have talked to Mr. Ye like that just now."
The doctor taught him a lesson and said.
"Why? Am I wrong? He's not a doctor, or he's just blinding himself here!"
Fan Jianqiang retorted angrily and said.
"Okay! Let me ask you a question, who do you think has the best medical skills in our hospital?"
The doctor asked with a serious look on his face.
"Of course it's Mr. Shen Yuan, an old Chinese medicine practitioner!" Fan Jianqiang responded.
"Then do you know that even Dr. Shen praised Mr. Ye for his superb medical skills, but you just said that he was fooling around here? I'm not afraid to tell you honestly, if even Mr. Ye can't cure the disease, our Jiangcheng Hospital may not be able to cure it.
No one has the ability to cure your illness."
The doctor said very seriously.
"etc?"
"Doctor, you...you said that even Dr. Shen Yuan said he was great? Are you...are you kidding?"
Suddenly, Fan Jianqiang had a shocked expression on his face.