The strongest healer

Chapter 27 Losing control
Her knee must have been injured when she fell from the table. She couldn't exert much strength, and every step she took was painful.

Song Shi walked into the bathroom, threw the toilet paper in his nostrils that was completely soaked with blood into the trash can, bent down to the water outlet, poured more than a dozen handfuls of water on his face, the water mixed with blood and flowed away, and then lifted it up. At first, the nosebleeds had stopped, and the blood stains on his face were almost gone.

In the mirror, the corners of her mouth were covered with new wounds that didn't need to be covered by makeup at all. They were bruised and bruised. Blood oozed out soon after she rinsed them off. Her right eye was also swollen and her cheeks were all scratched. Someone took advantage of the chaos. Specifically kick her in the face.

Song Shi vaguely saw the man's appearance. He recalled it now and put it on the list of "sooner or later he must be found to settle the score."

Song Shi's hair was a mess and he didn't bother to comb it and walked towards the classroom.

She had to prepare in advance. It was around this time yesterday that her body started to heat up and she couldn't control herself and fell asleep.

When Song Shi opened the back door, the controller was talking about the thick moral "code".

When he saw Song Shi suddenly barging in, the controller raised his eyebrows and smashed the book on the table, "Late again, it's you every day!"

The students in the classroom all turned to look at the back door, and when their eyes touched Song Shi, whose hair was disheveled and her face was bruised, the scene in the cafeteria where she stood on the dining table, waving a plate and serving others, suddenly came to their mind.

Two words came to their minds tacitly: madman.

Madman Song raised her eyelids and looked at the controller. Even if one of her eyes was so swollen that there was only a slit left, it didn't stop the other eye from shooting out coldness. "Don't you know why I'm late?"

The controller was momentarily speechless.

Song Shi closed the door with his backhand and limped towards his seat.

Her seat was at the end of the middle row, a temporary addition, and there were no tablemates on the left or right.

She sat down slowly, took out the moral education book from the drawer, opened a page at random, and lowered her head. Her bangs blocked her eyes, making it difficult to see what she was doing.

The instructor tapped the book twice, and the "pop" sound called the others' attention back. He cleared his throat, ignored Song Shi, and continued to start the boring "brainwashing."

Song Shi's right hand under the table clasped her knees, trembling slightly. The action of sitting down just now pulled her knee bones. The pain was so painful that she wanted to scream. She could only bite her lower lip tightly, lowered her head, and covered her face. A forbearing expression.

He clenched his left hand into a fist and propped himself up on the table to prevent himself from falling.

She waited for the warmth in her heart to appear, but time passed by little by little, and she turned back page after page of the textbook, and the bell rang again and again, but the power to soothe everything that she longed for never appeared.

Song Shi's head was dripping with sweat. He bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake. He carefully compared the scenes today and yesterday, thinking about where the power that came and went without a trace yesterday came from, why it appeared, and why it was the same today. scene, but there is no trace.

A screen of light flashed in my mind:

[Anti-abuse value progress: 32%]

[Masochism value progress: 38%]

The progress was even greater than yesterday. If the emergence of that repairing power was related to the progress, there was no reason why she hadn't felt it until today.

What could it be? Song Shi felt a little irritated for no reason. He scratched his hair and caught a wet liquid in his hand. He put his hand down and saw that it was blood hidden deep in the hair roots that had not been cleaned up.

Staring at the dazzling red color on her fingers, the fishy smell invaded her nose, making Song Shi feel inexplicably manic.

She wanted to get rid of the blood, and all the cells in her body were resisting the fishy smell. She smeared the blood on the opened pages of the book and wiped them clean with her fingers one by one.

The opened book was ravaged by her, but staring at the large area of ​​bright red, she desperately wanted to see more red. Bloodthirsty killing intent surged up.

The boy sitting at the table in front of Song Shi was holding his head and feeling drowsy. He was about to fall asleep. Suddenly, he shuddered and his scalp exploded. He sat up straight, touched the back of his neck where the hair stood on end, and looked behind him hesitantly. come over.

The first thing that caught his eye was Song Shi's red bloodshot eyes and the large swaths of blood on the table.

"what!!"

He screamed and fell off the chair. His legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. He moved back awkwardly on his legs and looked at Song Shi in horror.

His movement interrupted the controller's lecture, and also broke through Song Shi's chaotic thoughts, revealing a corner of clarity. She quickly regained her consciousness and turned the pages of the textbook.

"What are you doing! What are you doing? You yelled during class, don't you miss it?!" The instructor pointed at the boy on the desk and yelled.

The students in the class also looked at him in confusion.

The boy pointed at Song Shi, his upper and lower teeth trembling, "She, she, she is going to kill me! She is going to kill me!"

Everyone's eyes instantly shot to Song Shi,
The controller also strode down from the podium and asked Song Shi, "What did you do?"

Song Shi raised his eyelids, and there was only deep tiredness in his eyes.

Spreading his palms, "I didn't do anything. If you don't believe me, you can adjust the monitoring."

The controller obviously didn't believe what she said. He glanced at her desk and saw that there was nothing except a textbook that had not been opened to the correct number of pages. He squatted down and went to check Song Shi's desk box. There were only a few brand-new books. Unopened book.

He frowned and stood up, looking at the boy who was still sitting on the ground shivering, "Tell me clearly, what did she use to kill you?"

The boy recalled the scene he saw when he turned around just now. The aura of death that penetrated his soul made him unable to relax now, "Eyes, eyes..."

Controller: "..."

"Get out of here! You will be punished by standing! If you disrupt the order of the class, you will be deducted 1 point!"

As soon as the boy who was still in despair heard that points were about to be deducted, he suddenly woke up and grabbed the controller's hand, "Don't deduct points from me. I have already deducted four points. If I deduct one more point, I will go to the dark room!" "

The people around him looked at him sympathetically. The small dark room was a nightmare for all of them.

The controller shook off his hand and said, "If you make a mistake, you must accept the punishment! If begging for mercy is helpful, our branch 11-6 will not continue to operate!"

"But I didn't lie. It's really her, it's her..." He pointed one finger at Song Shi and met Song Shi's eyes. The top finger curled up and his voice gradually lost confidence.

In the end, he was taken away on the spot by two other controllers who rushed over, and the class remained the same.

Song Shi lowered her eyes and recalled the scene where she almost lost control just now.

She was originally an emotionally stable person. Since she came to this world and experienced these messy things, she can clearly feel that her emotions are becoming more and more difficult to control, and she often falls into irritability. At that time, she will think Destroy everyone and everything in front of you.

(End of this chapter)