MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 338 disinfect

Qi Hui still didn't drink the wine in the end.

Because he and Han Yu were dragged into the school by two security guards.

"Little girl, is it convenient for you to take them to the infirmary by yourself?"

Tang Xia nodded and thanked repeatedly: "It's convenient, it's convenient, thank you uncle just now."

The two security guards looked at each other, and one of them tentatively asked, "Why did they beat you?"

Tang Xia hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth to tell a random lie, but Qi Hui reacted faster than her, and lazily replied: "Seeing that we are handsome and not pleasing to the eye, so I got started," he paused for a moment, and then Shamelessly seeking to echo, "You say, are they crazy?"

The security guard laughed dryly, turned his head and gave Tang Xia a few words, and then left one after the other.

"You think those two uncles will believe it?" The girl couldn't help laughing, and she slapped Qi Hui's shoulders with a smile, "There's no point in talking."

It's okay to say it was so stinky and shameless in the past, but now, they are beaten like pigs' heads one by one, how handsome?

Tang Xia was very happy.

Han Yu also pulled the corners of his lips unexpectedly, with a faint smile.

Qi back scratched his head, not caring at all.

"Believe it or not, let's go, go to the infirmary first."

There were no major injuries, but there were minor injuries all over his body. He was holding his breath just now, so he didn't feel any pain. Now he relaxed, and the overwhelming soreness filled his trunk and limbs, which made Qi Hui very uncomfortable.

There are doctors on duty 24 hours a day in the infirmary, because there are boarding students in the school, and they are worried about emergencies in the middle of the night.

Dr. Zhang was familiar with these students, and vaguely remembered that last semester, this good-looking boy came to the infirmary behind the back of the cautious girl at the door.

"How did it happen?"

"Doctor, please prescribe some painkillers, I have a bone pain."

Qi Hui sat down and shouted feebly.

Among the three, Tang Xia looked the most decent. Except for the wet and muddy clothes and messy hair, there was almost no trauma.

In fact, the girl clenched her fists to hide the scratches on her palms.

And Qi Hui comes next.

His face was also swollen, but not as bad as Han Yu's. The most serious injury on his whole body was the long cut on the sole of his foot because he stepped on glass shards without wearing shoes.

On the other hand, Han Yu was even more miserable.

Not to mention the facial features, the arms were as weak as if they were dislocated, the skin of the knuckles of the ten fingers was all worn out, and the red blood slowly oozes out, as if a few lines have been painted on the fair skin. A small and exquisite flower bone flower.

"Don't take painkillers casually," Dr. Zhang said seriously, "disinfect first, and then prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs for you. The wound has been soaked in rainwater, and it is very dirty. It must not be infected with bacteria, it will be troublesome."

Qi Hui nodded vigorously, "Okay, disinfect him first," he said, pointing to Han Yu who was standing beside him, "This guy has a lot of injuries."

Han Yu glanced lightly at Qi Hui, "Tang Xiaxian."

The latter shook his head quickly, "I'm not hurt!"

Dr. Zhang got up and went to the inner room with the disinfectant and mechanical equipment, urging as he walked: "Hurry up, it's you! Disinfect first, otherwise it will easily leave scars."

Han Yu was forced to go in.

Then Tang Xia leaned against the door and talked with Qi Hui one after another.

"Why didn't you answer the phone in the first place?" the girl asked.

Qi Hui frankly said: "Not at home."

"Really? I thought you were angry and didn't want to pick it up..." Tang Xia touched her nose and whispered.

"I'm worrying too much." Qi shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly felt that it seemed that there was no need for him to have a conflict with Han Yu before.

There is no overnight feud between brothers.

"Tang Xia, you didn't know that when you finished speaking, I was about to explode!" Qi turned his head, eyebrows raised sharply, "Damn it, if you dare to trouble Han Yu, give me a knife, I'll kill you!" It will be cut in minutes!"

Tang Xia couldn't laugh or cry, "Murder is against the law."

Qi Hui punched fiercely, "It's time to kill!"

Tang Xia didn't hold back, and "puchi" laughed out loud.

It's good, it feels good.

The familiar Qi Hui is back again, just like the countless days and nights they spent together before, scolding and making trouble.

That day, they tossed and tossed until almost nine o'clock before they came out of the teaching building.

Qi Hui originally planned to go home barefoot, but Han Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and while complaining disgustedly that Qi Hui's feet were smelly, he took off his sneakers, stepped on the white socks that were soaked in muddy water, and took the lead. Turn around and walk back.

Tang Xia trotted to keep up, ran a few steps and turned her head, only to find that Qi Hui was still standing there stupidly.

"Han Yu, can't you say a few more words to Qi Hui?"

The girl frowned, puzzled.

The boy kept on stepping, but his tone revealed a hint of joy that was hard to detect—

"Don't talk, he doesn't like to listen."

Tang Xia was slightly taken aback.

The rain has stopped, but tonight's style is cold, blowing the drenched coat, soaking the biting chill directly into the pores.

As usual, Han Yu sent Tang Xia downstairs to the dormitory. Even though his arm was sore, he still raised his hand and touched her head, apologizing, "I surprised you today."

The girl shook her head quickly.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?"

The boy stared at her cheek carefully, for fear of missing any details.

Tang Xia felt a little guilty, avoiding Han Yu's gaze, and murmured, "No..."

She was still not used to lying, or in other words, she was not used to it and could not do it, lying to Han Yu.

Always full of loopholes.

The boy's eyes sank and his heart beat violently.

"Where is the injury?"

Tang Xia tightened her cuffs.

Han Yu's pupils shrank.

It was only now that he noticed that the sleeve of her right hand was stained with mottled blood.

"Stretch out your hand." Han Yu forced himself to remain calm, but his words trembled a little.

"Don't..." Tang Xia refused hesitantly.

"Stretch out your hand!" Han Yu's face turned cold, fierce.

Her spine trembled, but before she could react, the boy had already grabbed her wrist in the next second.

He was very strong, and with a flip of his palm and a flick of his fingertips, Tang Xia's palm was spread out under the sight of the two of them.

Han Yu gasped.

Tang Xia's face turned red, her arms flinched back desperately, and her fingers curled up uncomfortably.

"Don't look...don't look..."

Maybe girls are not willing to show their ugly side in front of the boy they love, and Tang Xia is no exception. The lacerated wound on the palm was long and hideous. Because it had not been sterilized, the flesh and blood were still blurred, and even the yellow sand stained on both sides could be faintly seen.

Han Yu didn't say a word, turned around and ran away.

Tang Xia wanted to shout, but she was afraid of disturbing the housekeeper aunt in the building, so she stood outside alone, feeling aggrieved.

After about four or five minutes, the boy's figure appeared in the night.

Only when he got close did Tang Xia see clearly that he was holding a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, a bag of cotton swabs, and a few pieces of gauze in his hand.

"Go to the pavilion over there."

Han Yu might be angry, but Tang Xia hid his injury from himself, so he spoke briefly and forcefully, with a deep tone.

Tang Xia sat obediently and put her hands on the round stone table.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it," Han Yu reminded, holding a cotton swab, "If you can't bear it, just bite me."

After the boy finished speaking, he stretched out his left arm very seriously.