The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 466 Timely Rain (Part Two)

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I felt a different discomfort in my body, as if there was a wave of gas hitting my chrysanthemum pass. At the critical moment, I sank into my dantian, turned around sharply, took small steps, and ran to the door of the classroom. I was about to flee the scene and bumped into One person, I couldn't hold my breath at that time.

'Pfft! '

I'm going!This embarrassing thing was thrown to grandma's house.

I looked at the person in front of me angrily, and immediately put on a smiling face: "Hi, counselor."

The counselor glanced at me: "What are you doing?"

I licked my face and smiled and turned my head: "It's okay."

He trotted all the way back to his seat, what happened today, it was the first time that he lost his identity like this.

Pang Quanchu laughed so hard that he pulled me to great harm. I ignored this idiot and read the book on my own.

The counselor said a few words and then left.

The other students in the class also dispersed one after another. Pang Quanchu pulled me and said, "Do you know? We went to the Songziting Friendship Party last night, and something happened."

I asked casually, "What happened?"

Pang Quanchu said in a low voice: "A girl was possessed by a ghost while she was telling a ghost story."

I was taken aback: "How do you know she is possessed? Could it be that she turned into a ghost to scare you?"

Pang Quanchu waved his hand and said: "She didn't scare us, but this girl was telling ordinary ghost stories, for some reason, she changed her voice halfway, the voice was thin, like an opera singer, and she was chattering. A series of dramas were produced, and we were caught off guard at that time.

Several girls who were familiar with the girl cried in fright. "

Drama?I subconsciously felt that something was wrong, so I hurriedly withdrew my attention, looked at Pang Quanchu, saw that he didn't look like he was telling a lie, and immediately asked, "Then what happened afterwards?"

Pang Quanchu scratched his head: "As soon as those girls cried, we were all in a mess. As a result, the girl only said a few words, and then fell to the ground. Then we rushed to rescue the one who woke up, and asked I told her a few words, but she didn't know what to say.

Then we all got scared and we all dispersed. "

I raised my eyebrows: "Where is that girl now?"

Pang Quanchu raised his chin and moved forward a bit: "It's her!"

I frowned and looked ahead, only to see the few remaining students in the classroom, one of them was wearing a light blue top and ponytail, sitting quietly in the corner, her eyes were a little dull, I don’t know thinking about something.

I saw that her face was a little sickly flushed, and her body was shaking slightly, as if she hadn't fully recovered.

There was a boy sitting beside her, sitting there nervously, not knowing what to say.

I stared at the girl and asked Pang Quanchu: "What's the girl's name?"

Pang Quanchu chuckled: "No way, did it arouse your machismo spirit? To tell you the truth, this girl is called Su Qiong, and she is a flower of our department. It's real. You already have a female reporter, don't you still have a female reporter?" Do you have any other plans?"

I gave him a sideways glance, ignored him, and whispered: "Who is that guy next to this girl?"

Pang Quanchu took a look at me: "Well, you are indeed a master at picking up girls. If you want to strike first, you must know your opponent."

I poohed him: "Don't drag your half-bad classical Chinese, shame on you."

Zhou Yang said coldly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Su Qiong did hit a ghost last night, but it wasn't as serious as what he said, it was like a sudden change of person, he said a lot of drama, and then passed out , that man's name is Ji Minhao, and he's also in our class..."

"What's it called?"

My voice was so loud that few people in the classroom looked at me, even Su Qiong turned to look at me.

As soon as I checked, this girl was indeed good-looking, with bright eyebrows and white teeth, an oval face, and a small mouth. She was really comparable to Tong Nan.

Looking at the boy next to her, I'll go to him as the second uncle. He was carved out of the same bone as Ji Minde, with the same clean clothes, the same clean face, and the clean one on the desk that makes me sick If it weren't for the greenness between the brows, I would have definitely regarded him as Ji Minde and rushed up to give him two slaps.

Even so, I was so angry that I could barely contain my anger.

Seeing me looking at him angrily, he slowly got up and looked at me with a frown, seemingly puzzled.

Zhou Yang gave me a hand: "Why are you so excited?"

I rolled my eyelids, pushed Zhou Yang away and walked over: "What does Ji Minde have to do with you?"

Ji Minhao raised his eyebrows: "I know you, your name is Ou Ning, Ji Minde is my brother, and my name is Ji Minhao."

After finishing speaking, he casually patted the non-existing dust on the hem of his clothes: "If there is a chance, I will ask you for advice."

I watched him turn around slowly, without a trace of wrinkle, the waist suit was straight, and he walked out of the classroom slowly. He turned his head again and looked at me with scrutiny: "You are indeed more beautiful than I expected. Better."

After speaking, he stepped on a very rhythmic pace and walked away.

I knew what he meant. I was able to restrain myself from making a move. I had indeed reached my limit, but I held back after all.

It is obvious that my xinxing has changed a lot from before. I seemed to be calm before, but my heart was extremely unstable.

But now, I have learned to be patient, at least I didn't turn the copper coin in my hand, and I didn't chant the meditation mantra, so I held back the anger.

This change may have been subtly changed after I learned that Grandma Yun was sitting down, and it is undoubtedly a good phenomenon.

Ji Minhao is obviously different from Ji Minde. His words, deeds, and actions are more like a standard aristocrat, with a kind of nobility in his gestures, and even the steps he walks are of the same length, and he will not stride too much. This kind of person is terrible.

This is a subconscious feeling I have.

Su Qiong also got up, gave me a strange look, and then left with the book in her arms.

I wanted to ask her what was going on, but I didn't know how to ask her.

After all, this is the first time we have met, and we haven't talked before, and I'm not going to strike up a conversation with her. His uncle, it seems that I'm still far behind in how to communicate with people. Maybe it's Nobita's case. He should have been able to talk to Su Qiong, right?
I smiled wryly, without Nobita by my side, I really seemed to be missing something.

Just when I felt that I was struggling and was as embarrassed as hitting a wall everywhere, a casual voice sounded outside the classroom: "Hi, beauty, may I ask which class Ou Ning is in?"

I couldn't help laughing, this kid, why did he come so fast?It's really timely rain. When he is present, I feel like a fish in water.

(End of this chapter)