The strongest healer

Chapter 18 Class
The infirmary is particularly busy today.

First they ushered in four students from the regular class who were half-dead after fighting, and then they brought in an unconscious super brain student.

Medical staff are extremely busy.

Tang You and the old head teacher carried Yang Jinzhen over and sent him to the examination room specially prepared for awakened persons. The two of them sat side by side on the chairs in the waiting room outside and waited for the results.

Tang You pinched her fingers and said, "Teacher, I didn't burn your book on purpose. I couldn't control it."

The little old man glanced sideways at her and said, "I have plenty of books, and I don't miss that one. But you should also pay attention to controlling your emotions. You are usually a well-behaved child, how can you spit fire when you are excited."

Tang You lowered his head and said in a sincere tone, "I will pay attention."

The old man turned away and said no more.

The door of treatment room No. 3 opened, and Tang You and the little old man looked over together. A middle-aged Mediterranean man, dripping with sweat, came out supporting a student with a yellow cropped head on crutches.

Thanks to Yang Jinzhen, the Holy Body of Bagua, Tang You knew the head teachers of all the classes in this school and knew many of their embarrassing stories, so she recognized him at a glance as the head teacher of Class 2, Grade (Grade ).

Chen Lizhu also saw them, or to be precise, he saw the little old man. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, helped the student out of the waiting room, and handed it over to the parents of the students who were waiting outside.

Parents outside the door were cursing and their voices were heard in the waiting room. Chen Lizhu returned after more than ten minutes.

He took out the handkerchief from his chest and wiped the sweat on his head. He hesitated and moved to the little old man. He barely kept a smile on his face and asked, "Why are you here, Director Yan?"

The little old man's name is Yan Qianlin, the director of the branch for special abilities of Renxi Middle School.

"The student fainted due to excessive use of her powers. Send her to check other conditions in her body."

Hearing this, Tang You turned her head and glanced at the class teacher, and suddenly realized that the class teacher had taught so many classes with special abilities, so she had some experience.

But...how could Jinzhen use his superpower too much?
"Director Yan's students are all extraordinary." Chen Lishu praised subconsciously.

"Not as good as the students in your class."

Chen Lizhu's head was sweating even more. What happened in his class today must be known to all the teachers in the school.

He couldn't express the pain in his heart.

Wei Yuyu is an expensive hot potato.

As an ordinary person with no special powers and no background, he did not dare to offend this giant Buddha in any case. He could only hold it in his hand and burn it with layers of blisters.

I originally thought that the last year of this year would pass smoothly as long as Song Shi endured it and he turned a blind eye. Unexpectedly, something changed on Song Shi's part.

He laughed dryly and was speechless. He found a seat in a corner and sat down.

"Yang Jinzhen's head teacher, come here." The door to the examination room opened and the doctor came out to call someone. Old Yan stood up slowly with his knees in hand and headed to the doctor's office. Tang You naturally followed.

"The superpower has been used too much, and the mental power has been consumed too much. She has temporarily entered a dormant state. Don't worry, just take a nap and she will be fine. In addition, tell her parents to eat more brain-replenishing food in the past few days. It is best to drink a few doses of mental energy in conjunction with it. Strength restoration agent, she shows signs of breaking through to D level."

When Tang You heard that Yang Jinzhen was fine, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When she heard that she might have a breakthrough, she became happy for her first.

Old Man Yan had experienced a lot, so he acted very calmly and just nodded, "Then she will be placed here temporarily and let her contact me when she wakes up."

"Okay." The doctor entered Old Man Yan's instructions into the optical brain reminder system, said "Slow down, don't send me away", put on a mask and hurried to the next treatment room.

"Go back to class." Old Yan glanced at Tang You and walked quickly towards the classroom.

Before leaving, Tang You quickly glanced at the light screen on the doctor's desk and found Song Shi's name on the ward schedule.

……

After Song Shi opened his eyes, he only had one thought.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the urge, and reached out her hand to touch the wound on the back of her head.

Recalling the scene before she fainted, she had a lot of blood and the wound must have been deep.

But at this time, she couldn't touch the gauze to wrap the wound, and she couldn't even find the wound.

She pressed her fingers on various places on the back of her head, but she didn't feel any pain.

She lifted up the quilt and lifted up the hospital gown underneath. She remembered that a rib on her right side was kicked, and she could feel the bones breaking through a layer of flesh.

But at this moment, there wasn't even a bruise on that place, and it didn't hurt when my fingers pressed on it.

The healer treated her!

Song Shi sat up and opened the collar of his neck to look at the wound on his back.

No, it was as smooth as if the fight this morning was just a dream.

Slowly lowering his hand, Song Shi's mind briefly cleared.

The subtitles in my mind also appeared.

[Anti-abuse value progress: 20%]

[Masochism value progress: 15%]

The progress was beyond Song Shi's expectation.

The previous bus explosion killed one person, and her progress was not that obvious.

Could it be said that indirect damage does not count? Song Shi looked down at his right hand.

She could still recall the feeling of the turbid substance on her hands being splashed with eyeballs after they exploded. It was as hot as boiling water and so sticky that she couldn't shake it off.

The direct damage that time only poked out the opponent's eyeballs.

Therefore, the growth progress is pitiful.

After figuring this out, Song Shi took back his thoughts.

Glancing at the electronic clock on the bedside table, it was now 14:34.

Get out of bed and put on your shoes.

Song Shi walked out and met Tang You who came in with a large bag of things.

Tang You was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he lifted the bag in his hand blankly, "My dad asked me to bring it to you."

Song Shi looked through the bag and saw that it seemed to be full of food. There was a familiar packaging inside, like the milk Tang You handed her this morning.

Her stomach growled appropriately, and she really needed to replenish energy.

"Thank you."

Song Shi took it from her hand, returned to his bed, put the bag back on the bedside table, took out the contents and ate it. She ate very quickly, as if she had to rush for something important.

Tangyou stood for a moment and left silently.

The school bell rang outside the window, and Song Shi stuffed the food faster.

After eating seventy percent full and wrapping up the remaining food, Song Shi jumped out of bed, held the door handle, and prepared to open the door. Her current appearance was reflected in the mirror on the back of the door.

Her hair, which she had tied up in the morning, had fallen apart. Her originally smooth hair was now messy, with dried and hardened blood clots stuck to it. Song Shi pulled off a piece of dried blood clot, with a few hairs still remaining on it. hair.

Song Shi rubbed the painful roots of his hair, threw it into the trash can, scanned the room, and finally dropped it into the dirty clothes basket in the corner.

The school uniform she wore before was piled inside.

Song Shi walked over and picked through the clothes. The clothes were too dirty to wear, but fortunately they were not damaged. She pulled out the bottom tie, tied up her hair, and tied it tightly with a knot.

After doing all this, she opened the door.

Unexpectedly, Tang You did not leave, but stood leaning against the wall on the right side of the door with his legs bent.

Hearing the sound of the door ringing, she immediately turned her head and looked over, her big clear eyes reflecting the figure wearing a hospital gown.

"Wei Yuyu's father, Wei Hong, is the deputy captain of the City Security Team in District 11." Tang You said quickly.

Song Shi's movement of closing the door with her backhand stalled. She didn't expect that Tang You could guess what she was going to do. She quickly returned to normal and closed the door gently.

"It's time for you to go to class."

After that, he walked away.

Tang You bit her lower lip, and finally took a diagonal step to block her path.

"Although it is a good thing to have the courage to resist. I am just a bystander and have no right to judge you. But I still want to say, don't be so aboveboard. Wei Hong has great power in the outer city. If he causes trouble for you, you and your parents will It’s hard to move forward in District 11.”

Song Shi half-closed his eyes, as if deep in thought. Tang You's eyes just showed hope when he heard Song Shi say, "Can he kill people at will?"

Tang You shook his head, "Federal laws are still there, and he is not strong enough to kill people at will."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows, "Then what else am I afraid of?"

"What about your parents..." As soon as Tangyou said these words, she bit the tip of her tongue. She suddenly realized that her parents had never appeared during the two years that Song Shi had been bullied.

"Song Shi?"

A sudden intrusion interrupted their conversation.

The two of them looked towards the source of the sound at the same time. The Mediterranean man was walking towards them dripping with sweat.

Song Shi glanced out the window, the sun was dazzling his eyes.

Chen Lishu stood in front of the two of them, his cheeks were red, greasy sweat slid across the bridge of his nose, and the frame of his glasses fell straight down. He held it up and said, "It's really you. I thought I saw it wrong."

"Hello, Teacher Chen." Song Shi lowered his head slightly.

"I didn't expect you to wake up so soon? How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"No, I'm fine."

"That's good," Chen Lishu took a long breath and finally had the mood to wipe the sweat from his head, "It's not in vain that I hired a healer for you."

"Thank you, Teacher Chen."

Song Shi was very polite.

He was so polite that a chill ran down Chen Lizhu's back.

Even before, Song Shi had never treated him so politely, but now she couldn't bear it anymore and completely exploded, instead she became like this.

"As long as it's okay, it's okay." He shakily put the handkerchief back into his clothes.

He changed the topic and happened to see Tang You, "This one looks familiar. He came here with Director Yan this morning. He is from the special ability class, right? Why are you still here? Didn't the student in your class go home? "

Tang You was about to speak when Song Shi took a step ahead of her and said without changing his expression: "I hired her to help me deliver food. I was a little hungry after I woke up."

Chen Lishu did not doubt that he was there and nodded, "We also have this kind of business in school. It's very convenient. It's good to earn some pocket money, but you are in your third year of high school now——"

"Teacher Chen," Song Shi saw that he was looking for a topic and interrupted him, "Have you contacted my parents about today's matter?"

The smile on Chen Lizhu's face froze for a moment, then he put it back and straightened his expression, "Contact me."

"Then why didn't I see them?" Song Shi asked knowingly.

Chen Lishu carefully took a look at Song Shi's face.

"Your mother said... you don't need to contact her as long as you're alive."

Song Shi knew this would be the case. She asked this question not for herself, but to let Tang You understand.

Her parents were not worth her worry, not worth enduring for them.

She looked sideways, and sure enough, Tang You was wringing her fingers, looking a little annoyed.

"I understand," Song Shi turned around, "Teacher Chen, I have to go back to class. Do you want to go with me?"

"Go back?" Chen Lizhu's panic was visible to the naked eye, "What are you going back for? You're still injured, so you still need to have a good rest. I'll ask for leave for you. You don't have to go back to class. You can go home and rest for two days."

"I'll take some books and go back to read. Now that I'm in my third year of high school, I'm afraid of delaying my studies." Song Shi smiled.

Chen Lishu looked at Song Shi's face and was stunned. It was strange. She was obviously smiling, but he just felt that it was something sinister.

"I……"

He wanted to speak, but Song Shi had already bypassed him and walked out.

Chen Lizhu hurriedly chased after him, "Teacher, I'll go get it with you."

"Thank you, but don't you have class today?"

"There are a lot of things today. I asked other teachers to take over two classes for me..."

"..."

Tang You looked at the backs of the two of them, then looked at the closed ward, lowered her head and thought for a moment, and finally went in to pack the clothes in the dirty clothes basket and take them away with the food on the table.

(End of this chapter)