Chapter 165 The Forgotten Injury

"Should be fine? What do you mean should be fine?" Cheng Fei'er said anxiously, and when she looked at me, her eyes were also sharp.

Feeling Cheng Feier's aggressiveness, I couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Okay, Cheng Fei'er, Xiaoye should be fine. If something happens, Lin Sen and the others will be there!" Su Qingmu interjected in time, interrupting Cheng Fei'er's questioning.

I glanced at Su Qingmu gratefully.

Su Qingmu showed me a gentle smile, and his eyes signaled my reassurance.

"We heard that something happened to Xiaoye, so we came here in a hurry. Since it's gone, we'll leave first." After Su Qingmu explained, he smiled at me again, and turned around and went down the stairs first.

Cheng Fei'er on the side had a cold face. She took a deep look at me, but she didn't say anything, and followed her downstairs.

These two people should be looking for Chu Yechen, right?
He had already decided to relax, but because of Cheng Fei'er's words, he brought it up again.

Was Chu Yechen really not injured just now?
When I just stood up from the ground, my whole body was short-circuited because of Chu Yechen's fury.

Later, he quarreled with Chu Yechen because of Han Yaoyao's affairs, and didn't pay attention to whether Chu Yechen was injured...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but looked in the direction of the boulevard worriedly.

But there was no one there.

"Chu Yechen, I hope... nothing will happen to you."

Feeling irritable and impatient, I went all the way back to the classroom, only to see my hands in the screams of my classmates.

The back of my hand was scratched just now, I was afraid that Chu Yechen would faint again when he saw it, so I hid my hand behind my back.

Later, when I had a fight with Chu Yechen and ran into Su Qingmu and the others, I didn't even remember that my hand was injured.

The back of the hand was bright red, and even the white shirt was stained with blood. It looked strangely scary.

At first, the back of the hand still hurt a little, but I didn't notice it all the time. Now I don't feel any more pain in the back of the hand, and it doesn't bleed anymore.

It's just that this scene was really shocking. In order not to scare the timid female classmate, I went to the infirmary immediately.

When I went to the infirmary, I ran into the art teacher Xiao Ze again. Xiao Ze was also a little surprised when he saw me. He seemed to remember me.

But I greeted him, but he ignored me and left directly.

In the end, I had to think... this is an art teacher with a "unique personality".

People who study art are probably a bit maverick?
When Xiao Li, an intern in the infirmary, saw me, he couldn't help but let out an "oops".

"Why is it you again? Didn't you sprain your ankle not long ago? Sprained your ankle again?" Xiao Li told me to sit down on the chair and poured me a glass of water.

I have to say that Santa Maria even has such a good service attitude in the infirmary!

"It's not a sprained foot, but a cut in my hand." I said, exposing the back of my red hand.

Even if Xiao Li is a doctor, he couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.

"Why is your knee hurt too?" Xiao Li asked after seeing the gauze on my knee.

"There was an accident, it hit the wall and broke."

Xiao Li brought the potion, tweezers, and alcohol cotton balls, and smiled, "You really have a lot of troubles. You say that someone else came to the infirmary. He either had a fever or a cold, or he was injured playing basketball or football. Why do you feel like you are going to fight on the street every time you come?"

Xiao Li said this casually, but I couldn't help curling my lips.

In fact, every time I get hurt, it seems to be worse than when I fight on the street.

And ^... Every time I get hurt, it's because of Chu Yechen, is this guy here to beat me?
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