Lu Yi and Pei Xingchen closed the curtain and left the infirmary to avoid suspicion.
Lu Xiaohong rolled up her sleeves and said positively,
"Doctor, you will guide me, I will handle it."
School doctor Zhuang Ren smiled gently He smiled and said,
"Call me Dr. Zhuang, then use these scissors to cut off the clothes on the wound first..."
Zhuang Ren stood aside, On the surface, Lu Xiaohong was calmly and professionally instructing Lu Xiaohong on how to deal with Ye Tingfeng's wounds, while occasionally glancing at Lu Xiaohong's attentive profile.
Lu Xiaohong wore an active sportswear this time, making her already youthful and lively age look even more bright and cute.
Her ponytail is tied high, revealing her smooth forehead and delicate face.
Her neck is slender, her skin is fair and delicate, and it seems to have a faint luster in the sun. The jewelry hanging around the neck added a bit of gentleness and elegance, but it also inadvertently became another sight in Zhuang Ren's eyes.
The jewelry on the neck makes the neck more slender and fairer.
Zhuang Ren clenched his fist subconsciously.
Such a beautiful neck... I really want to pinch it...
Zhuang Ren secretly thought about it, and his superficial guidance became more and more detailed, and his words sounded full of hope. Worried about the student's injury, and even with some anger, he tried to close the distance with Lu Xiaohong.
Lu Xiaohong has a fresh scent of shampoo.
Dr. Zhuang quietly moved closer, and then took a deep breath intoxicated.
This is such a fresh and youthful atmosphere!
But...why does it seem to be mixed with something else?
Dr. Zhuang didn’t think much about it, thinking that maybe the little girl liked to dress up, so she sprinkled the perfume on her.
He didn’t expect that Lu Xiaohong had a heavy smell of death.
This is the fact that Lu Yi cannot hide the fact that Lu Xiaohong is dead no matter how much he cultivates.
Even if the ghost is as powerful as the flower and the moon, it still has an unstoppable aura of death.
While Lu Xiaohong was carefully treating Ye Tingfeng's injuries, Dr. Zhuang had always been like this, taking a deep breath secretly from time to time,
and then his face could not help but reveal a trace of anger. An intoxicated look.
But what Dr. Zhuang didn't notice was that as he inhaled more of Lu Xiaohong's death energy, the look of death on his face became more and more obvious.
Zhuang Ren, who originally wanted to absorb the fresh breath of some young people, suddenly inhaled a lot of dead breath without knowing it.
It is equivalent to taking a big mouthful of poison while trying to take the antidote.
How can we not hasten death?
Lu Xiaohong is very light-handedHe gently treated Ye Tingfeng's wounds, completely unaware that he was being scrutinized by some unknown gaze.
When Lu Xiaohong looked up from her seriousness, Dr. Zhuang behind him had dilated pupils and his complexion was blue.
Lu Xiaohong was just about to ask if there was anything wrong with her bandaging technique, when she looked up and was startled.
"Doctor Zhuang, you...?!"
Lu Xiaohong hesitated.
Dr. Zhuang was still a little confused, but he saw Lu Xiaohong looking a bit embarrassed and pointed at his face.
There is a sink specially used for washing hands in the infirmary.
There is a small mirror above the sink.
Dr. Zhuang is elegant and handsome, and he pretends to be elegant and easy-going on weekdays. In fact, he cherishes his appearance very much in private and loves to look in the mirror.
Seeing that Lu Xiaohong looked a little strange, Dr. Zhuang stood up and walked to the mirror to see what Lu Xiaohong was referring to.
When he walked to the mirror, he was startled by his ghostly appearance.
"What's wrong with me?!"
"Why did my face look like this?!"
Dr. Zhuang approached the mirror and touched himself in disbelief face.
Looks like a ghost who doesn't remember that he has died.
Dr. Zhuang looked in the mirror and muttered,
"How could this happen?!" "My face!"
Zhuang Renyue The more you talk, the more excited you get!
The speaking speed is getting faster and faster, and the voice is getting louder and louder!
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It looked like a sudden onset of some kind of mental illness.
Zhuang Ren's emotions seemed to have suddenly lost control, and his facial expression became distorted with excitement, making him look even more terrifying.
His voice echoed in the small space, gradually rising to an almost roaring level.
Lu Xiaohong was a little scared, but Ye Tingfeng was still unconscious on the bed.
It was impossible for her to leave Ye Tingfeng and run away.
So Lu Xiaohong tried to calm Zhuang Ren with a calm voice.
"Doctor Zhuang, calm down first."
"Doctor Zhuang, Zhuang..."
But her efforts seemed to be in vain. Zhuang Ren has been completely immersed in his own world, turning a deaf ear to all sounds and reactions from the outside world.
Zhuang Ren was just minding his own business, losing control of his emotions and yelling.
Lu Xiaohong had no choice but to sit firmly on the spot, even putting her body between Dr. Zhuang who was going crazy in front of the mirror and Ye Tingfeng who was lying on the hospital bed.
Dr. Zhuang looked in the mirror and rubbed his face with his hands, as if he wanted to restore some blood to his face..
But his skin, which had long lost its elasticity, could not withstand his rubbing.
A whole piece of flesh fell off without even rubbing my cheek twice.
Revealing the entire set of gums and bright red flesh underneath.
Lu Xiaohong's curse words rushed to her lips, but she swallowed them back and suppressed them in her throat.
I am throwing your mother away, what is this? !
Zhuang Ren's eyes, which originally had dilated pupils and cloudy whites, became even cloudier because of his impatience.
There were burst blood vessels in the eyeballs, causing the entire eye to Became red and yellow.
The original skin was just green and gray.
After being rubbed hard by him, the originally flat skin on the face shifted somewhat.
It seems that the rubber holster does not fit the face properly.
Not to mention that he accidentally rubbed a large piece of flesh off his cheek.
The whole scene looks weird and disgusting.
Half of the face reveals bright red gums and white teeth.
After making his face look like this, Dr. Zhuang seemed like he couldn't stand it anymore. He went from being nagging to becoming more and more manic.
He was hysterical. He screamed like crazy, then picked up something at hand and smashed the mirror to pieces.
It seemed that he couldn't accept what he looked like in the mirror at all.
After smashing things, his mood did not ease.
Instead, because the mirror broke into countless pieces, Zhuang Ren saw his deformed face appearing in countless mirror fragments.
Every reflection of myself in the mirror was staring straight at him.
Zhuang Ren was going crazy.
"This is not me!"
"This is not me!"
"I don't look like this!"
Dr. Zhuang said Like a maniac, he repeated these words over and over again.
As he was talking, he seemed to suddenly remember that there was someone else in the infirmary.
With such a terrifying, skinless dead face, he slowly turned to Lu Xiaohong.
Then he treated Lu Xiaohong in a gentle and affectionate manner. Give a smile.
Lu Xiaohong could see his stiff and hard-working facial muscles through the big hole in his face.
Dr. Zhuang said in a very polite tone,
"This classmate,"
"Since you are so willing to help others, you should also be willing to help. "Teacher?"
"Teacher, I want to borrow your skin."