As soon as these words came out, Jiang Shishi's face froze.
The students in other classes immediately said: "Okay! You finally admitted it! It was you who stole everyone's things!"
Everyone scolded them in unison, and several teenagers in class one were immediately scolded stupidly.
They didn't admit it at all. What they were talking about was obviously what happened that day with Class 2. What did they admit?
"Don't spit on anyone with blood!"
Seeing that things were getting worse and worse, Liu Shaobai gave the two brothers of the Du family a look.
It's time to add fuel to the fire.
The two brothers of the Du family understood immediately and slapped Muchen Tu's wound directly.
Mu Chentu was suddenly in pain and howled like a ghost.
"Chen Tu! Chen Tu, hold on! Chen Tu, what's wrong with you!" Du Qingzheng looked nervous, as if the slap wasn't from him.
Du Hongshuo stared at the people in class one.
"Class 1, you just grab things, why do you want to hurt people! If there is anything wrong with Chen Tu, we will never end it with you!"
A group of people, "..."
What three longs and two shorts!
Before the people in the first class could speak, the two brothers from the Du family roared towards the medical pavilion in Mu Chentu.
What they just said also successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of each class against Class 1. In a short time, the teenagers from each class had surrounded the few people from Class 1.
No matter how many mouths there are in a class, I'm afraid there won't be enough right now.
Mu Chentu was almost tortured to death by the two brothers of the Du family. It was not until he was driven outside the medical pavilion that he had the chance to speak.
"What are you doing? You..." Mu Chentu wanted to cry.
Why is he always the one who gets hurt?
"You fool, if master hadn't taken action just now, you might have exposed your secret." Du Hong slightly muttered.
Mu Chentu felt a little aggrieved. His reaction was subconscious, but... the master was too cruel.
"I don't object if you want to add some spice, but can you let me do it myself..."
The two brothers from the Du family laughed but did not answer.
"Send him to the medical pavilion first." Liu Shaobai said.
Outside the medical pavilion, there was already a queue of students. The college did not expect that so many people would need treatment during the Demon Hunting Conference. As a result, there was a shortage of doctors in the medical pavilion, so everyone could only stand in line and wait obediently.
Liu Shaobai accompanied Muchen Tu in the queue.
"Master..." Mu Chentu looked at Liu Shaobai pitifully.
Liu Shaobai raised his hand and touched Mu Chentu's head, "Good boy, I'll give you some candied haws on a stick later."
Muchen Tu: "..."
Master, he really doesn't like this.
"Master, is your hand okay? Or, let the doctor take a look at it later?" Mu Chentu changed the subject.
Liu Shaobai said: "It's okay, just a little bit of skin."
The few teenagers in line in front couldn't help but twitch their lips when they heard Liu Shaobai's words: "It's just such a minor injury, and I still need to see a doctor."
"What a fuss, why do you need to come to the medical pavilion if your skin is broken??"
Mu Chentu felt a little unhappy when he heard this, and frowned subconsciously, "Instructor is accompanying me to see a doctor, so please don't talk nonsense."
"Who knows whether I came with you or came to see it myself? With so many people injured now, how can the doctors have time to take care of such nonsense?"
"That is to say, this is also called an injury?"
Muchen Tu became angrier as he listened, but Liu Shaobai rubbed his head and was about to speak to tell him to ignore it.
Suddenly, a hand suddenly grasped her hand that was placed on Muchen Tu's head.
Liu Shaobai subconsciously raised his eyes and suddenly saw the handsome face of "Doctor Feng".
