He sniffed, mixed with disinfectant water, herbal preparations and the fragrance of free magic spread into his nose, instantly activated the content hidden deep in his memory.
Ah, it's back again.
School hospital.
Just like going home, it makes people feel so familiar and at ease-
"You're awake?"
A crisp sound rang in his ears, interrupting his complaints.
Zheng Qing tilted his head and saw a young witch in a white robe holding a memo board, standing by the bed looking at herself in surprise: "——The therapists just left, I forgot to record your skin color, so I came back! I didn't expect you to wake up! It's really Merlin's blessing... Miss Bella was thinking about inserting a catheter for you... Wait first, don't worry, I'll get Mrs. Bella back now... Don't worry, it's not inserting a catheter for you."
The little nurse chattered, not giving the male witch a chance to speak.
Until the ward door slammed and closed, only Zheng Qing was left in the room, and after it became completely quiet.
He rubbed his ears, murmured, and said to himself:
“—I just want to ask what time it is now.”
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...
“It’s eleventh-half pm now.”
The therapist with a horse face skillfully examined Zheng Qing and answered the boy's doubts: "——May 13, in theory, Quankelai Market has not ended yet... Do you feel uncomfortable?"
“In theory?”
Zheng Qing stretched out his arms and legs, shook his head, and finally rubbed his ears, muttering: "I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere. It's the ear. I mean the left ear is a little confused?"
His left ear, ear, looked like he felt like he was swimming in water. Although there was no gurgling sound when he shook his head, the sound seemed a little blurry, which was in sharp contrast with his right ear.
The horse-faced therapist shook his head.
"Of course, theoretically."
He pushed Zheng Qing's left hand away, inserted a brass-shaped metal rod into the boy's left ear and complained: "Do you think that after such a big mess, the market can continue normally? Most of the customers just came to visit for a while and didn't want to cause any trouble... So after the temporary ban was lifted, it took only a short time for the guests in the market to disperse... There was nothing wrong with your ear function, maybe a small bug was in it, or it was blocked by earwax."
Zheng Qing felt a little relieved.
Then, he carefully glanced at the horse-faced therapist.
"Are you in the market just now?" He thought about the words, with a little curiosity.
"Don't talk. The ear-screw is particularly sensitive to sound. Be careful that it drills your eardrums according to the sound!" While warning the boy, the therapist buckled a screw shell as big as a fist on his left ear, and reminded: "——But you don't have to be too nervous. The ear-screw work rhythm will follow your heart rate. If your heart beats faster, its movements will become a bit rough. In simple terms, it will feel tingling when you clean your ears."
Zheng Qing sighed with a breath of cold air.
I no longer have the intention to listen to the nagging words of the white-robed wizard.
As soon as the snail shell was pressed on his ear, he felt a wet, slippery and slender thing penetrated into his ears, making him inexplicably think of the tongue of the giant ant eater who was exploring the ant hole and licking the ant.
A mixed feeling of disgust and comfort made his expression a little distorted.
Soon, as the wet thing contracted, he clearly ‘heard’ something was slowly dragged out of his ear canal, and his voice became clearer and clearer.
"How does it feel?"
The therapist took off the screw shell that was buckled on his ear and handed him a clean towel: "Wipe it yourself...you can also not wipe it. The saliva of the ear-snail is very good for protecting the ear."
Zheng Qing respected the benefits of the slightest benefit, and carefully wiped the inside and outside of the auricle.
"Well...hearing has recovered." He muttered, turned to look at the white-robed wizard, his eyes wandering between the snail shell and the empty tray: "—Where is the thing I just took out?"
"I just know!"
The horse-faced wizard drooped the corners of his mouth - which made his face look longer - picked up tweezers and knocked on the snail shell: "Every patient is interested in what is taken out of his body... Whether it is a gut, a bone, or an earwax, I will sooner or later write a paper related to this mentality!"
The owner of the snail shell slowly poked his head, revealing an octopus-like front end and a small piece of pink and tender snail meat. Just looking at the flexible tentacles like octopus, Zheng Qing had no doubt that it could explore every corner of the ear canal.
But now, there is an oval thing the size of a soybean in the middle of the tentacles.
"What is this?" He stretched his neck, very surprised - the thing didn't look like earwax!
The horse-faced wizard's expression also became a little serious. He carefully snatched the oval little thing from the "octopus" with tweezers, came to his eyes, and looked at it carefully for a moment.
“——It looks like an egg?”
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...
“—I think this is like a snake egg!”
Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses, clamped the "soybean" with two fingers, came to his eyes, looked at it carefully, and finally gave an ambiguous conclusion.
"Zhang Yu said so too." Zheng Qing yawned a big yawn and fell head-on on his bed.
After checking in the school hospital, the two assistants outside the ward simply asked him a few questions and agreed to his idea of returning to the dormitory.
This surprised the boys.
He thought he would be forced to stay in the ward for at least one night.
"School is also about avoiding trouble."
The fat wizard who was hunching his head at the desk raised his head, rubbed his stiff cheeks, and sighed: "If you stay in the school hospital tomorrow morning, you will probably be blocked by the reporter of Beta Town Post... Although Quankelai is not a big market, it is also a well-known and distinctive trading market in the alliance. It has just been held for a few hours this time, and the school has forcibly closed down for a while... Although the mermaids dare not say anything serious on the surface, there are still some ideas to secretly make a congestion. In addition, there are so many people in the market..."
He shook his head, obviously not optimistic about the subsequent public opinion direction, and then he glanced at the egg in the doctor's hand: "...Why do you think it is a snake egg?"
Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing's ear.
"Obviously, it was because someone had a snake living in his ears and eyes." He held his glasses again, and the reason he gave made Zheng Qing feel nothing to say.