The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 25
Bai Liao frowned slightly, and something seemed to be brewing in his gentle eyes.

The voice was somewhat suppressed, "Are you injured from a fight? Follow me to the infirmary first, and I will clean up here tomorrow morning."

"The infirmary is probably closed now. For this minor injury, just flush it with clean water."

Hua Yin got up and went to the men's room.

"Then go to the hospital."

Bai Liao pursed his lips, his expression was a bit more uncompromising than before.

"It's past eleven o'clock. Once I go to the hospital, I won't be able to sleep tonight. So I'm going to sleep in class tomorrow? There's a midterm exam the day after tomorrow, and I have to study hard."

The young man's voice was smiling, and he looked like he couldn't tell the priority. In his clear eyes, there was no trace of coldness before.

"Besides, I've just been discharged from the hospital, so it's not appropriate to go in again, is it?"

Bai Liao said in a low voice, not denying it.

Then Hua Yin was brought back to the teacher's dormitory.

Hua Yin sat on the sofa, as if he was in his own home.

With a leisurely expression, he watched Bai Liao rummaging through the medicine box and washing his hands.

Other than the pale lips and some blood on the tracksuit, it was impossible to tell that Hua Yin was injured.

"I'll disinfect and bandage you."

Bai Liao came to Hua Yin's side and raised his left arm.

I can't even roll up my sleeves.

A trace of complexity flashed across Bai Liao's face, and it was fleeting.

Hua Yin took off his sportswear jacket very consciously, and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt with fleece inside.

The horrible criss-cross bloodstains covering the entire arm were exposed, and the smell of blood immediately diffused into the air.

Put the school uniform in your arms as much as possible.

He was terrified of offending Bai Liao.

"It's fate, it didn't hurt the artery." The man's deep voice sounded, so gentle that no emotion could be heard.

Hua Yin smiled, and said in a nonchalant tone, "I'll just say it's a minor injury, just wash it off."

"It's luck this time. If someone dies next time, who will be responsible?" Bai Liao's expression was serious and his voice was deep.

Hua Yin chuckled, "It's a big deal."

"You really... pissed me off!"

Bai Liao had never seen such a stubborn student, wishing he could go up and slap him awake!
In this way, Bai Liao simply stopped the useless ideological education and dealt with the wound on the young man's arm.

When his hand touched Hua Yin's skin, Hua Yin couldn't help trembling, and instinctively stepped back.

His blood, I feel dirty.

Feeling the young man's movement, Bai Liao pressed his shoulder.

"pain?"

"...Hmm." The young man frowned, pretending to be in pain, but to him, he really didn't feel any more.

The extreme pain has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. If it is painful, how can he be truly comfortable and comfortable for a moment?
Bai Liao simply hated iron for being weak, "You still fight when you know it hurts. In the middle of the night, I shouldn't bother you. Only by making you hurt to death can you grow your memory."

With his eyes downcast, Bai Liao held up the young man's elbow to stop the bleeding.

Although the mouth is blunt, the movements are gentle on the contrary.

"You're right about everything."

No matter what Bai Liao said, Hua Yin would follow him in everything.

It's just that where Bai Liao didn't pay attention, darkness suddenly appeared in the young man's seemingly docile eyes.

But when Bai Liao looked at him, everything returned to dead silence.

After Bai Liao stopped the bleeding, he gently scrubbed the criss-cross wound with iodophor, disinfected and sterilized it, and then wrapped his arm with a sterile bandage.

"Isn't this necessary? I don't want to become a mummy..."

Hua Yin wanted to withdraw his arm, but Bai Liao refused.

The tone was blunt, "If you are the one who gets infected and hurts, you can do whatever you want."

"Ok."

The young man pursed his lips, lowered his head and looked obedient.

After bandaging Hua Yin, Bai Liao finished packing the medicine box and opened his lips slightly: "Do you live in school? I'll take you back to the dormitory."

To be honest, Bai Liao has only been teaching for a short time, so he doesn't know Hua Yin at all.

"There is nowhere to go tonight."

Hua Yin took off his school uniform, walked into the bathroom while talking, and scrubbed the blood on his right hand.

Rubbing the hands that were already bruised turned red, it seemed that it was not enough.

Washed it a few more times with hand sanitizer.

"Don't you have the heart for me to sleep on the street and suffer from the cold?"

The pitiful tone was rather sympathetic.

(End of this chapter)