The door of the infirmary slowly opened from the inside out, making a slight creaking sound.
After reminding the two people outside the door, the person who was treating patients in the infirmary ended the visit.
The sunlight shines through the cracks in the door and shines into the slightly dim interior, intertwined with the bright afternoon light outside the door, giving this small space a warm golden glow.
Behind the door, Lu Xiaohong stood tall and graceful.
Lu Xiaohong was the only one standing.
When Teacher Lin was alive, he had a vague jealousy towards his students.
I am getting older every year. When I dance, I can clearly feel that my body is getting older and my functions are deteriorating. Years of dancing have also caused physical pain.
And his students are young, light and agile.
This was one of the reasons why she remained silent when Liu Xiaowei was bullied.
Lin Yue hates young girls, but she dare not touch the eldest lady from a rich and powerful family.
But just watching everyone bully Liu Xiaowei was enough to make Lin Yue happy.
Liu Xiaowei is not only young, beautiful and poor, but also talented.
This is the most difficult thing for Lin Yue to accept as a dancer.
But Lin Yue had to admit that Liu Xiaowei was talented.
At this time, Lu Xiaohong stood in the sunshine, making Lin Yue inevitably think of Liu Xiaowei.
She was wearing a set of clean and tidy sportswear. The clothes seemed to have just been dried in the sun, exuding a light fresh breath, which complemented her youthful atmosphere.
The simple lines on the sportswear outline her tall and straight figure, which makes her look energetic without losing the girlish femininity.
Her high ponytail was skillfully tied back with an emerald green silk hairband. The green color seemed to come to life under the sunlight
She looked like a young and bright girl.
Lin Yue was almost in a trance for a moment, as if she was still alive,
Still a dancer in the famous and respected dance troupe.
Still the gentle and kind Teacher Lin in school.
Let her recall the time when she was not a poisonous woman.
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Lu Xiaohong was a little surprised when she saw Teacher Lin standing outside the door.
Lu Yi smiled at Lu Xiaohong and gave her a look.
Lu Xiaohong understood the idea and said with a smile to Teacher Lin,
"Teacher Lin, why are you here?"
When Teacher Lin was asked this question, he thought When I got up, I came to see Dr. Zhuang for a checkup.
The resentment towards Lu Yi in my heart increased again.
Lu Xiaohong pretended not to know and said,
"Are you here to see the doctor?"
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"I've already seen it, please come in."
Little did he know that in Teacher Lin's eyes, Lu Xiaohong's very polite face, pretending to be well-behaved, really looked like her. To Lu Yi.
Teacher Lin couldn't wait to see Lu Yi's injured appearance, so he took a step forward.
Then I saw what the infirmary looked like now:
On a medical bed lay the body of the Mole Man. The fat rat was completely dead, its limbs were stiff, and half of its face was blown apart.
Rather than lying on a medical bed, it looks more like lying on a stainless steel kitchen counter.
Man is a knife, and it is fish meat.
The other medical bed was blocked from view by the treatment curtain.
Lu Xiaohong was worried that Ye Tingfeng would be frightened if she woke up in the middle of the night, so she thoughtfully closed the curtain for Ye Tingfeng to block light and prevent dust.
After all, when Lu Xiaohong moved, her hair flew all over the room. It would be bad if the wound got infected.
Zhuang Ren’s body, which was originally lying on the ground, was swept to the corner like garbage.
When Lu Xiaohong was doing it, she felt that the room was too small to work in, and she thought he was in the way, so she dragged him away.
The most shocking thing in the entire medical room is the security guard Lao Zhang who is nailed to the white wall directly opposite the door!
Lao Zhang’s whole body was in the shape of a cross and fixed to the wall with his hair.
Yeah...Jesus? !
Teacher Lin almost shouted.
No, no, no, it’s still different if you look closely.
Lao Zhang’s throat, palms of his hands, eyes, vagina... were all penetrated by black hair and firmly nailed to the wall.
Blood followed the wound and snaked down the white wall.
The light blue security uniform, the deadly black hair, the bright red blood stains, the white walls...
The violent color collision brings a huge visual impact.
On Lao Zhang’s face, the two eyes were swollen like peaches, so congested that they were almost shiny. The entire eye sockets were swollen and protruding, and it was obvious that he could not even open his eyes.
But Lu Xiaohong pressed two brightly colored buttons hard.
With such force, the button sank deeply into the swollen eye socket.
The eyes of the security guard Zhang look like a cookie with the middle pressed in, and the two bright buttons are like the jam sandwich in the middle of the cookie.
The whole picture is bloody and weird, yet exuding a kind of cult-like childishness.
Teacher Lin was so frightened by this scene that he subconsciously wanted to take a step back.
However, her retreating steps were interrupted byblocked.
A nightmare-like voice sounded behind her.
"Teacher Lin, don't you want to go to the infirmary to have a look at the wound?"