The strongest healer

Chapter 30 Blood Loss
The person who came here was thin and wearing the most common loose uniform here. Against the light, his clear face was vaguely visible.

He glanced around and slowly sat down on the steps below Song Shi.

He stretched out his arms and put the things he had been holding into Song Shi's arms. Then he quickly retracted his hands and looked at the sky and the ground, pretending that nothing happened.

Song Shi originally stood on the next step with both hands and spread his legs in a "human" shape on the stairs to maximize exposure to sunlight.

Now Chen Suqin put two things on her belly. She didn't make any big move. She just let go of her right hand that was supporting the ground, picked up the two things and looked at them in front of her eyes.

On the crumpled tin packaging paper, the words "Nutritional Bar" were printed.

"Thanks."

Song Shi regained his posture, sat up straight, took one apart and ate it.

"Yesterday...thank you...thank you."

Song Shi was eating with gusto. When he heard this, he glanced at his back. He was very thin, with hunched shoulders. The thin uniform could reveal the shape of his shoulder blades.

Song Shi looked away.

The peacock type is the icing on the cake when placed on the rich people in the inner city, but it is simply a disaster when placed on ordinary people.

Not to mention the people sent to controlled schools are not even ordinary people.

All she has is beauty, but no ability to protect herself.

Song Shi secretly sighed that this situation was really miserable.

Then unwrap the second nutritional bar.

"You have to be careful with Tong...Tong Jun, Dai Ming and those people."

Chen Suqin struggled to say the names of these two people, but received no response. He turned around and saw Song Shi chewing with one cheek puffed out.

Her eyelids were very swollen, covering more than half of her eyes. From his angle, he could only see a narrow gap. The other eye was half-open, looking ahead unfocused. At first glance, she seemed to be wandering, but A closer look reveals vigilance and indifference.

She didn't look at him, but he looked away after making sure she was listening.

"They often contact those forces in the black market in the western suburbs."

Western suburbs?

Song Shi's ears twitched.

The more than 30,000 yuan of living expenses Zhao Jing gave her was eventually transferred to the western suburbs without a trace.

Even the city security team couldn't trace him.

"In school, they are scrupulous about killing people, but once the holidays come and everyone leaves school, they will collude with some extremely vicious people in the western suburbs and kill those who have offended them. Sometimes, Even if you have not offended them, as long as you are targeted by them, they will... kidnap the person and take him to the western suburbs for torture..."

Song Shi stopped chewing and glanced at Chen Suqin's back. His voice trembled violently.

"Are the city security teams just going to let it go?"

Chen Suqin slowly shook his head. Even the bright sunshine could not illuminate the haze that covered his body.

"They dare not enter the western suburbs. All cases will be stopped as soon as they are investigated in the western suburbs."

During the Song Dynasty, there was silence, and the western suburbs were truly a place outside the law.

"So you have to be careful. If you piss them off, they can do anything."

Song Shi chuckled. She was afraid that she had angered those people now.

Wang Danyu had no intention of killing her in the past three months, but she made others have murderous intentions.

Perhaps, this was Wang Danyu's true intention in sending her to the controlled school.

It seemed like a compromise, but in fact Wang Danyu knew her temper best, so he stuffed her into this place full of ruthless corners, so he didn't worry that she wouldn't die.

"I heard... you will only stay here for three months." Chen Suqin asked softly, turning his head, and unexpectedly met Song Shi's half-closed eyes.

She seemed to be thinking about something, and there was cruelty in her eyes.

Chen Suqin shrank back subconsciously, avoiding Song Shi's eyes in panic.

Even if Song Shi wasn't really looking at him.

Song Shi didn't notice it, just said a faint "hmm" and then thought about other things.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two figures walking out of the bustling crowd on the playground.

It was the two of them who came to her dormitory to confirm whether she was Song Shi on the night of her first day at this school.

"Stay away from me." Song Shi said briefly, returned to his original posture, and picked up the unfinished nutrition bar.

Chen Suqin wanted to escape long ago, but when he heard Song Shi's expulsion, he was still stunned for a moment. He followed Song Shi's line of sight and found nothing.

His acumen was vastly different from that of Song Dynasty.

He looked away, stood up and left.

Song Shi stuffed the last bite of the nutritional bar into his mouth, and the two people walked up to her, followed by a pungent smell of tobacco.

The curly-haired girl's little follower looked her face up and down and sighed regretfully.

Song Shi naturally knew what she regretted. Those 100,000 federal coins were indeed very attractive, but she wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Remember to come early tomorrow." Song Shi said casually, "Today's one hundred thousand belongs to someone else."

The curly-haired woman flicked the ash from her cigarette and said, "You can see clearly."

"You're blocking my sunlight." Song Shi raised his hand and fanned to the side, signaling for her to give way.

The little attendant became anxious and pointed at her nose and scolded her, "Oh, you dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die!" The curly-haired girl gave her a warning look, and she reluctantly stopped scolding her.

But the curly-haired girl still didn't give up her position.

As the sun was gone, Song Shi retracted his legs and stood up on the steps, "It's not interesting, you can do whatever you want."

Song Shi took two steps and then turned around, "Oh, by the way, remember to consider the consequences before taking action.

She's going to fight back.

She was not sure that she could survive the cooperation of the group in the western suburbs, so she could only wake up as soon as possible before the holiday this month.

She would no longer be beaten passively.

It's a pity that the two of them didn't understand what she meant, or they didn't take her to heart at all.

Returning to the dormitory at night, Song Shi applied medicine to the wounds on his face, drank a carton of milk, and lay on the bed to sleep.

The next day when the whistle sounded, Song Shi got up, washed up, and looked in the mirror. The wounds on her face were 70% to 80% recovered, the redness and swelling in her eyes were all gone, a faint red mark could be seen, and the wound at the corner of her mouth was still a little purple. , but none of them are obvious.

She used cosmetics to "aggravate" the wound and pushed out the door.

"Boom!!"

The iron rod as thick as an arm, which had been waiting for a long time outside the door, hit Song Shi on the head.

The moment before Song Shi lost consciousness, he did not go to see the murderer, but called up the light screen in his mind:

[Masochism value progress: +3%]

Only 3%!

She fell unwillingly.

When she woke up again, she was still in the same position as when she fainted, with her upper body leaning against the door frame and her lower body twisted in the corridor.

A splitting headache.

Song Shi stood up slowly with his arms on the ground, entered the room and locked the door. He took the wound dressing medicine on the table that he had not taken back yesterday, and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.

After just a few steps, she was exhausted and out of breath. She was holding on to the sink, her legs were so weak that she couldn't exert any strength, and she was feeling dizzy in front of her eyes.

Song Shi was still worried about any sequelae when he saw himself in the mirror.

It's like being fished out of blood.

A large amount of blood flowed from his hair and spread all over his face. The half-sleeves of his white uniform were almost completely soaked, changing from white and blue to red and purple.

Who would be dizzy if she wasn't dizzy?

With such a large amount of bleeding, Song Shi couldn't imagine that only 3% of the progress had been added.

When I think about the progress, a light screen pops up automatically in my mind.

[Anti-abuse value progress: 32%]

[Masochism value progress: 43%]

Song Shi looked at the progress of the masochism value of 43%, which was not quite right. She clearly remembered the changes in each value.

The masochism value stayed at 38% yesterday. If it only increased by 3%, the masochism value should be 41%.

Now there is 2% more progress.

Song Shi stared at his red-stained uniform in the mirror.

Is the 2% increase due to the secondary damage caused by letting her bleed out without anyone treating her?

Her idea could not be verified. The crude system did not have a readback function, so it was impossible to know when the 2% appeared.

Song Shi first sat back at the table and drank two cartons of milk to replenish her strength. After her dizziness and weakness in her legs subsided a little, she went into the bathroom again to avoid the wound and took off her shirt to wash away the blood on her face and body.

Looking at the ocean of blood on the ground flowing into the sewer, Song Shi became more and more sure of his guess.

After the blood stains were almost washed away, Song Shi came out and carefully opened his hair in front of the mirror, exposed the wound, sprinkled it with medicine, and wrapped it with gauze.

Her technique has become much more proficient after practicing applying medicine on her face yesterday.

After bandaging, Song Shi sat back on the chair and drank two more cartons of milk before feeling like he was alive.

She also had extra energy to think about who had touched her.

At that time, she only saw a flash of white light, her eyes went dark, and then her consciousness disappeared, and she did not see the initiator.

But this was a girls' apartment, and the two people who blocked her from sunbathing yesterday had hidden meanings in their words. Song Shi decided on the candidate without even using any brain cells.

She turned her head and glanced at the sky outside. It was bright and her watch showed the time was half past one.

At half past one, everyone else was in class.

Song Shi stood up, lay down on the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

There are not many opportunities to faint in the dormitory.

After several days of observation, her recovery ability while sleeping was several times greater than when she was awake.

So, she decided to regain her strength first.

　Available tonight~
　　I hope you all can support me~

　　(づ￣3￣)づ╭～

　　
　
(End of this chapter)