"You..." The anger on Tang Qiaoqiao's face had long since disappeared, replaced by worry, "When did you get injured? How could it be like this?"
Judging from the expression on her face, she was even more anxious than the person involved.
"I was injured when I got home from school yesterday. As for why it happened like this, it's hard to say." Wang Donglai said in a calm tone.
"You kid, you're always so secretive. Is there anything else you can't say to the teacher?" Tang Qiaoqiao said angrily.
"It's inconvenient to say too much." Wang Donglai curled his lips.
"for example?"
"For example, I know, teacher, you are still a virgin."
"Uh...you, what are you talking about?" Tang Qiaoqiao's pretty face turned red and she quickly pretended to be angry.
"Am I talking nonsense? I have medical skills. I can tell whether a girl is a virgin just by looking at a girl. Moreover, I accidentally touched the teacher's breasts at that time and found that they were very hard and very big. It seemed that there were
The lump was filled with a faint milky fragrance, which made me even more sure..."
"Okay, stop talking." Tang Qiaoqiao was embarrassed and angrily trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, "The kid doesn't understand at all, and he still pretends to be awesome."
"I don't understand?" Wang Donglai got angry, "Teacher, let me ask you, are you a virgin?"
"I, I, of course... no." Tang Qiaoqiao felt her face turn red, and she had no choice but to say it bravely. She didn't expect that the student in front of her would ask such a direct question.
"If you lie, how about you never find a boyfriend in your life?" Wang Donglai said with a smile.
"You, I..." Tang Qiaoqiao was speechless when asked, so she had to change the subject, "Really, you were so seriously injured, why didn't you tell me then?"
"Didn't I promise you? If I fail the midterm exam, I won't fight in the future and I will listen to you in class." Wang Donglai said lightly, thinking: the topic changed quite quickly.
"That's true, but it depends on the situation." To be honest, Tang Qiaoqiao was a little touched. The student in front of him was so seriously injured. He ignorantly asked him to do 30 pull-ups.
It actually happened without saying a word.
All this was just for a dispensable promise at that time.
If he didn't have such good physical strength and fitness, and with injuries, 30 pull-ups would be an impossible task.
"You are so stupid." Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't hide the emotion on her face, "Does the wound still hurt?"
"It usually hurts a little when I walk, it hurts a little when I run in physical education class, and it hurt a lot when I did pull-ups, but it doesn't hurt much anymore." Wang Donglai smiled like a big boy.
"Come here and let the teacher take a look." Tang Qiaoqiao said angrily, "You just love to show off. If there is anything you can't hide in the future, do you want to tell the teacher?"
"It depends." Wang Donglai shrugged.
"Put your hand up and let me help you see if the wound is open." Tang Qiaoqiao came to Wang Donglai's side and rolled her eyes at him, complaining.
"No need, right? It's just a minor injury and it's fine."
"Small injury? The wound is so big, but it is said to be a small injury. Please raise your hand quickly, otherwise the teacher will be angry." Tang Qiaoqiao pretended to be angry.
"Okay, okay, it's really troublesome." Wang Donglai couldn't argue with Tang Qiaoqiao, so he had to follow her words and raised his left hand, exposing the wound on his ribs.
His skin is very fair and smooth. This is because his strength has reached the peak of Juetong. Not only is his physical fitness better than that of ordinary people, but his skin is also extremely smooth.
Perhaps because of doing 30 pull-ups, Wang Donglai's wound showed signs of cracking, and a trace of blood seeped out from the wound.
Looking at the horrific wound on Wang Donglai's left rib, Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't figure out how this student could endure it, let alone how he could do 30 pull-ups. If she hadn't asked him at this moment,
He didn't even know he was injured.
"What a stubborn boy." Tang Qiaoqiao felt something in her heart for no reason.
"Are you okay? Why did you look at it for so long? I put my hand down." Wang Donglai asked doubtfully.
Tang Qiaoqiao came back from her thoughts and said, "Don't move, the blood is seeping out. Let me help you clean the wound." After saying that, he took out a bottle of medical sterilizing cotton swabs from the drawer and carefully cleaned it for Wang Donglai.
There was blood oozing out of the wound.
"Today's doctors are too unprofessional. Their stitching skills are really poor, and the wounds are not sewn tightly." Tang Qiaoqiao complained while treating Wang Donglai's wounds.
In the villa, Shen Jiaqi was washing the sheets stained by Wang Donglai's blood. She sneezed for no reason, and then complained with a look of resentment: "What's the matter with this blood? I can't even wash it off!" After saying this, he seemed to lose his temper.
Rubbing the sheets violently.
When Wang Dong came here, he smiled after hearing Tang Qiaoqiao's complaints.
This wound was treated by Shen Jiaqi. For her, the first time the wound was sutured, the treatment was already very good.
Tang Qiaoqiao carefully treated Wang Donglai's wound. Looking at her in sportswear with a serious face, Wang Donglai calmly put his raised left hand on her round shoulder.
Tang Qiaoqiao's body shook slightly, then pretended not to notice, and continued to wipe Wang Donglai's wounds with all his concentration.
Of course, even if she tried to stop her, Wang Donglai could explain it away by saying, "I feel tired from holding my hands up all the time." But now that she is pretending not to know, Wang Donglai will naturally not object.
She ruffled Tang Qiaoqiao's long hair with her hands, and a hint of the fragrance of Head and Shoulders shampoo instantly spread out.
"Okay." Tang Qiaoqiao said with a blushing face.
Looking at her appearance, Wang Donglai naturally knew that her actions had been noticed by her long ago.
"Thank you, teacher. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Wang Donglai said.
"Wait, um...I'll help you with your classes tomorrow. If there's nothing else, you can go." After saying that, Tang Qiaoqiao waved her hand pretending to be impatient.
"Still pretending to be indifferent?" Wang Donglai smiled secretly, "A woman."
The day passed quickly. After school, Wang Donglai greeted Zi Yan and drove towards the villa.
Along the way, Zi Yan blushed and didn't say a word, but frequently peeked at Wang Donglai in the passenger seat.
For her, maybe she was satisfied to be able to live in a small space with Wang Donglai.
After walking into the gate, the five people walked towards the villa. Soon, everyone discovered a white sheet hanging on the balcony on the second floor, dancing like a woman in the wind.
But what makes people feel strange is that there is a pool of light red traces in the middle of the sheets, which is endlessly reminiscent and full of evil connotations.