Through the ice mirror formed by Thomas' magic, Zheng Qing saw his "red eyes".
To be precise, he saw one of his red eyes - not both of his eyes turned red, but only his right eye turned red.
It is different from the eerie scarlet color of the demons; nor is it the ruby-like eyes of the little white rabbits.
Zheng Qing's right eye seemed to have been hit with a heavy punch. The white of the eye was covered with large and small irregular blood clots. It looked quite miserable at first glance.
"It seems to be subbulbar hemorrhage caused by ruptured conjunctival blood vessels." Thomas, wearing silk gloves, carefully opened Zheng Qing's eyelids and looked carefully. A string of mung bean-sized light balls danced between his fingers.
Zheng Qing squinted his left eye and shrank his neck, letting Thomas stuff those big light balls under his eyelids.
"Blink." When all the small light balls were stuffed under the eyelids, Thomas took off his silk-skin gloves and asked, "Do you feel any abnormality? Such as soreness, swelling, or tingling?"
"No...if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong with my eyes at all." Zheng Qing blinked honestly, feeling as if his right eye was soaked in a hot spring, very comfortable.
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Zhang Yu: "Do you need to report it to the professors?"
"I have just reported... It doesn't matter if you have any questions." The gray-haired teaching assistant smiled gently, turned to look at the two freshmen, and comforted: "The professors have already given their preliminary opinions...
If nothing else happens, you two will be hospitalized by the school tonight."
"I have to be hospitalized again." Zheng Qing lamented.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have been lying in the hospital for several days last week.
"I feel like I can kill a cow now." He bent his arms and bulged his biceps, trying to persuade the two assistant coaches in front of him.
"Can I not be hospitalized?" Lin Guo also protested: "I haven't finished my divination class homework yet..."
"Divination class?" Thomas blinked, then raised his head, waved his hand, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Professor Yi? Professor Yi!... The two of them said they had to write their homework for the divination class, so they didn't want to be hospitalized..."
"I didn't say it!" Zheng Qing immediately became anxious.
"That's not what I meant..." Lin Guo was also a little dumbfounded.
"Homework?" The professor who was checking the body of the wild demon not far away was obviously a little confused by this slightly unexpected question. After a while, he slowly replied: "I have to go to the school hospital, and I still have to do my homework... It doesn't matter, I just did the math.
After all, they will hand in their homework on time next week."
Thomas shrugged, spread his hands, and looked at the two freshmen.
Lin Guo hugged his schoolbag dejectedly and stopped talking.
Zhang Yu grabbed two glasses - Zheng Qing didn't notice where he got them from - and stuffed them into the hands of the two freshmen, and said, "Drink this."
Inside the cup was a pool of green, viscous liquid that was steaming and looked like boiled kiwi juice.
"What is this?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but think of the hangover soup he drank one morning, his face turned pale, and he sniffed it cautiously.
The smell is fresh and fragrant, without any strange irritation.
"Professor Li has just cooked the Soothing Soup and sent it over... drink it while it's hot, it will be good for you."
Zheng Qing took a sip. Unexpectedly, although it was steaming, the soup in the cup was not hot. It felt refreshing when he drank it. However, the taste was a bit bland, as if it was water without salt.
Boil greens.
So he no longer hesitated, pinched his nose, and poured it into his stomach in one breath.
The icy coolness cheered him up, but at the same time a burning feeling spread from his stomach and flowed into his internal organs, stimulating his heart to pump harder.
"Professors will stay for a while... If you are not in a hurry to lie down in the ward, you can go and have a look together to gain some knowledge." Thomas said, his eyes falling on Lin Guo: "Of course, if you feel a little sleepy,
, I can escort you to the hospital now."
Lin Guo seemed to be stimulated by this look. He tried to stand up straight and replied loudly: "I'm not sleepy!"
Zheng Qing looked at the little wizard with some worry.
Perhaps the fainting caused by the impact of the demonic energy just now caused some stimulation to Lin Guo, and his mind seems to be a little sensitive now.
…
When a few people came to the lawn, several assistant teachers were still busy reconnecting the broken bones of the poor kappa monster. Old man Verne and the two professors stood not far away, whispering something.
The evening breeze blew by, and Zheng Qing vaguely heard Professor Yi's complaints.
"...It was a bit too rough before..."
"Humph!" Old Man Verne snorted heavily from his nose, his eyes falling in the distance.
Lin Guo's big goat was lying next to the bushes, wriggling its cheeks slowly. Because the lawn was being inspected, it could not forage for the time being, which made the black sheep's temper a lot worse.
The old hunting dog, Mr. May, swung his tail in a rare move, and leaned close to the black sheep with a frown on his face, as if he wanted to squeeze for warmth.
But under the ferocious eyes of the black sheep, it still hesitated and hesitated.
"You performed very well! You two." Old Man Verne's broad palm fell on Lin Guo's head and rubbed it.
A few minutes ago, Professor Yi's rewind magic had perfectly presented the scene when the incident occurred. Obviously, the little wizard who fainted under the pressure of the wild monster did not feel that what he did was very good.
Lin Guo's nose wrinkled and his eyelids became a little red.
"This is your first time meeting a wild monster, right? You performed very well... much better than I did back then." As he said that, the old man turned his eyes to the black goat: "And your big sheep is also very powerful.
."
"Today's young people are really amazing." Another professor was obviously not used to complimenting others, and his voice seemed a bit stiff.
Zheng Qing noticed that he had high cheekbones and gray hair.
"This is Professor Monteria, who is responsible for advanced magic texts and bloodline research for senior students." Thomas introduced in a low voice: "He has his own independent laboratory at the Institute of Applied Magic."
"Are you Zheng Qing?" Professor Monteria's eyes were sharp and his voice was always a bit stern: "I heard Professor Emma introduce you. It is said that you are very talented in magic writing...
Did a good job today.”
Zheng Qing responded calmly, his eyes falling on the wild monster still lying on the ground.
The wild monster is still bound by magic.
But compared to Zheng Qing's rough and brutal vine ball, what restrains this kappa monster now is just a few small silver-white chains.
The chains passed through its shoulder blades, back armor, and hip bones, forming a complex formation on its shield.
Several teaching assistants wore silk gloves and held knives, saws, scissors, tweezers and other tools in their hands. They carefully cut open its body and patiently explored the dark blood.
The kappa demon opened its scarlet eyes, which looked a little flinching, but still revealed a bit of greed.