"Who do you say was scratched by a zombie? Headmaster?! How could it be ......" The man suddenly lost his composure.

"Yes, Professor Guo, let's go and have a look." The male voice panted and ran too quickly.

"Lead the way!" Guo Beihe shouted, his eyes were scarlet with anxiety.

"Alas, you come with me, right under the thirteenth banyan tree." The boy turned and started running again.

Guo Beihe hurriedly followed, eager to run under the banyan tree as soon as possible.

The banyan tree outside the school is planted by "building the school", and the interval between each tree is as much as three zhang, starting from the school gate to make a mark, from one to ninety-nine, and the thirteenth tree is more than 100 meters away from the school gate.

But this short time of more than 100 meters made Guo Beihe eager to grow a pair of wings and fly over.

Cang Qingle was stunned for a while, and Xu Bu followed behind them and walked over.

This headmaster should play a very important role in the lives of these residents, otherwise why would so many people nervously go to see him when they heard that he was scratched by zombies.

The boy who came to report the news used the word: "scratch", thinking that the principal's injury was not serious.

"Brother, am I going to die?" Guo Beihai tugged at Guo Beihe's clothes tightly, looking frightened and decadent.

Guo Beihai is much younger than Guo Beihe, and the two brothers look more like father and son from the outside. At this time, although Guo Beihai was wearing an expensive and elegant suit, his whole body was trembling, like a pathetic mouse crying under a cat's paws.

As soon as Cang Qingle came over, he was immediately disappointed when he saw the principal with this appearance. She deeply doubted how such a cowardly and death-fearing person could get the attention of the residents.

"Brother, I don't want to die, it's better for you to die for me, you will become a zombie for me." Guo Beihai raised his eyes and glared at his brother who was already in pain.

His words were like sharp arrows, stabbing Guo Beihe's heart fiercely, but Guo Beihai is a younger brother, the younger brother he brought up since he was a child. The younger brother is everything to him. Guo Beihe stared painfully. "Xiaohai, if I can, I can't wait to replace you."

In this situation, Cang Qingle didn't know what to say. It is to mourn its misfortune. Angry and indisputable? Neither is it. The relationship between the two brothers is too deformed, and one only knows how to give. One only knows how to ask.

Looking at it, it makes my heart panic.

Well, I have to rely on them next.

Cang Qingle pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward to ask, "Where was he injured by the zombies?" ”

Guo Beihai raised his eyes and glanced at Cang Qingle, feeling that this kind of shallow and calm gaze made him very uncomfortable, "Brother, who is she!" ”

Idiot! If you waste any more time, your life will really be lost.

Cang Qingle asked again, this time his voice was as cold as winter: "Where was he injured by zombies?" ”

Guo Beihe was shocked, he felt that the girl who commanded them to deal with the zombies had a way to save Xiaohai, opened his mouth, and found that he didn't know where Xiaohai was injured by the zombies.

"It's the finger, the middle finger of the right hand." The boy who reported earlier said.

Cang Qingle leaned down and reached out to grab Guo Beihai's right hand.

Guo Beihai quickly hid his right hand as if he had encountered a plague god, and shouted sharply: "What do you want to do." ”

Cang Qingle lost his patience, half threatening and half warning: "Save you!" If you don't want to die, you stretch out your hand. ”

Guo Beihai shrank even more towards Guo Beihe, Cang Qingle simply pulled his right hand, and then said to Guo Beihe: "Hold him down!" ”

Guo Beihai can't make sense, mildness doesn't work, she will be violent, some people don't like to eat and toast, so she will punish him for drinking.

Guo Beihe was stunned for a moment, and after listening to Cang Qingle's words, he held Guo Beihai down, "Xiaohai, believe her!" ”

"Brother!" Guo Beihai glared at Guo Beihe angrily, struggling at the same time.

Cang Qingle had already given up worrying about Guo Beihai's resistance, and vigorously pulled out his right hand, and a long cut was made on his middle finger, and after such a long time, the wound was already black.

"No, don't! Don't even look at it! Guo Beihai's eyes widened in panic, this wound seemed to be his invisible private secret, and once it was exposed, it would make him lose something.

Cang Qingle knew what he was afraid of, he was afraid of being seen as ugly, even if it was a wound. This is an extremely vain perfectionist, but he is also a man who is strong on the outside and the inside.

"Is there a way?" Guo Beihe looked at Cang Qingle eagerly.

"Yes, but at a cost." Cang Qingle said.

"Save him, no matter what the cost."

Cang Qingle took one last look at Guo Beihe, took out the long knife from the space, the cold knife light flashed in front of his eyes, and a trace of blood was scratched on the blade.

"Ahh

A cry of pain shook the heavens.

A bloody palm fell to the ground, and the neatly cut wound was full of blood, and the onlookers were shocked to watch.

"You!" Guo Beihe was shocked and angry.

But Cang Qingle immediately said a word, extinguishing the little anger that had just burned in his heart, "This is the only way." If he doesn't struggle, doesn't waste time, all he loses is a finger. ”

She quickly took out the medicine powder from the space to stop bleeding and sprinkled it on Guo Beihai's wound, and then took out a bandage and wrapped it layer by layer, her movements were skillful and concise.

Guo Beihai kept howling, which made Cang Qingle have a headache, when ** Xingchen suffered the pain of a broken arm, there was no ghost crying wolf like him.

"Okay, this powder works very well, let's recuperate." Cang Qingle stood up, and this toss made her feet a little numb.

"I'm going to kill you!" Guo Beihai didn't know where the strength came from, his feet kicked wildly, and when Cang Qingle stood up, he kicked her knee.

Cang Qingle was in pain, but he couldn't stabilize his body falling backwards, no! She was in a hurry, and the blood rushed to her head.

An arm held her, and a clear voice crossed her ear: "Be careful." ”

Cang Qingle turned around, and a pair of blue eyes crashed into her eyes, which amazed her.

"Brother, brother......" Ling Ruo squeezed through the crowd of onlookers, rushed over, and threw himself into an embrace.

"Xiao Ruo." Ling Han teased Ling Ruo's hairy head.

"Sister Qingle, you are also here, who is this person? Hand...... Chopped? Ling Ruo curiously turned her gaze away from Ling Han, the smell of blood coming from the ground really made her unable not to pay attention.

Cang Qingle looked at Guo Beihai and was shocked, this man would never be grateful because she saved him now, he would only hate her for cutting off his hand today!

Ling Han said, "Professor Guo, take the principal back to rest." ”

Guo Beihe looked at Cang Qingle in a complicated manner and said, "Thank you." ”

Then, he carried Guo Beihai to the school.

"It turns out that a small wound bitten by a zombie can be treated like this......"

"It's so neat."

“……”

As soon as Guo Beihai's brothers left, the onlookers began to talk about it in an uproar.

Ling Han blinked his blue eyes, hugged Ling Ruo and said to Cang Qingle, "Thank you for taking care of your junior sister along the way, why don't you let me arrange your accommodation." ”

Ling Ruo raised her head and stared at Ling Han's handsome face with deep facial features, she didn't seem to say anything to him......

"Okay, excuse me, thank you." Cang Qingle responded, and with Guo Beihai's attitude, she didn't expect him to arrange a place for her.

It's this young ...... Guy, a little unfathomable, he said "you guys"? It refers to her, Ling Ruo or the other three people. (To be continued......)

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