It is said that there are too many students with symptoms due to the limited number of beds in the infirmary, and although they contacted the outside hospital, they will have to wait for the time being due to road conditions, and the exact time is unknown. In the end, the school leaders decided to send the students back to the classroom first, and more than a dozen school doctors worked overtime to treat the students in batches, and then planned.

However, after consultation with thousands of students and limited medicines, the doctors decided to treat those with severe conditions first, while other students with milder symptoms could only be injected with normal saline or use vomiting methods to excrete the toxins from the body as much as possible.

Of course, a few of us know that the reason why people from the hospital can't come in must be the setting of the game.

Naturally, Situ Cao was also called in to help, and the plans of the few of us were temporarily put on hold.

However, coincidentally, except for me, Zhao Qiqi, and Zhang Qiang, the other students in the first class of high school were not poisoned, and the other students were not seriously poisoned. So after getting some saline, they were really much better.

As soon as the doctors walked out of the classroom, the head teacher walked in.

She first gave us a message of condolences, and then changed her words: "Although I know that the students are sad, you have been treated, and I think everyone should be better." As the saying goes, 'as long as you don't learn to die, you will learn from death', everyone's homework is taking advantage of the time of infusion now, hurry up and make up for it! Although you are only in your second year of high school, time is fleeting, and in order to lay a good foundation for your third year of high school, you are not allowed to leave the classroom until you have completed all your homework today. These are the assignments that other teachers asked me to give you instead. As she spoke, she handed out a large stack of test papers to the first person in each group.

As the words fell, all the students let out a howl of pain.

However, the head teacher just didn't hear it, and then walked out of the classroom after a few words.

As if fearing that some students would run away early, she locked the front and back doors of the classroom before leaving, telling the students to come back in an hour and a half.

Looking at the locked front and back doors, I frowned, and a bad feeling gradually welled up in my heart.

After the others confirmed that the head teacher had left, they all began to talk loudly and excitedly.

Could it be that I'm thinking too much?

At the moment, we've spent most of the day in this game world, but nothing has happened.

I turned my head to look at the blackboard, where the word "self-study" written in red chalk was extra eye-catching.

Just as my thoughts were drifting, the sound of speech in the classroom suddenly stopped.

I immediately looked around and nothing happened.

When I was in high school, there were occasional cases in the classroom where students who were chatting enthusiastically suddenly quieted down.

Force yourself to put your mind at ease.

Turning my eyes back to the test papers, looking at the pile of test papers, I reluctantly picked up the pen and tried to get back to the feeling of doing homework in high school.

"Hey, Gao Wei, how do you say this chemistry problem is to be done?" Zhang Qiang's voice came.

I looked in his direction, and saw Zhang Qiang scratching his ears and cheeks thinking about something.

I didn't even look at it and waved my hand again and again: "Brother is studying philosophy, so he is a science student, and if you want to ask questions, you can ask Qiqi." ”

Zhang Qiang pursed his lips and turned his head to ask Zhao Qiqi.

"How many years have you said we've all graduated from high school, isn't it torture for us to do this? You said this ......" Zhang Qiang looked at the question, it was just one head and two big.

"Be quiet, don't let anyone hear you!" He wanted to say something, but was forcibly interrupted by Zhao Qiqi.

Finally, after the teacher left the classroom and the students' chats passed, everyone suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

I don't know how long it took for one of the students to break the silence first.

"Eh, why don't you think the head teacher has come back?"

"yes, how long has it been, I feel more than an hour and a half, right?" Another student said.

"The head teacher hasn't come back yet, how can I go to the toilet? I'm about to pee! A boy said.

Then there was a brief silence.

After a while, a small female voice rang out.

"You say, the head teacher won't come back, right?"

This sentence was like a pebble thrown into calm water, and all the students began to panic at once.

Yes! The homeroom teacher has been gone for too long, right?

Not only the students, but also my heart began to panic.

That girl's words seemed to confirm a premonition in my heart, and this feeling became more and more obvious.

A boy in black couldn't sit still at first, he pulled the needle off his hand, got up and pushed the front door, and then pulled the back door, and the door was locked.

"Damn, I really can't open it."

"It's strange, so much time has passed, and there is no doctor to change the medicine for us, and the medicine is almost finished." Others also ripped the needles off their hands.

"We're not going to be locked up here, are we?" A slightly frightened female voice said.

Gradually, an invisible panic began to spread in the hearts of the students like a drop of ink into white water.

"Hey, what should I do, if the door can't be opened, go out of the window!" At this time, Zhang Qiang's grinning voice came.

Under the attention of everyone, Zhang Qiang walked to the window by the door, took a test paper and cushioned it on a classmate's desk, and then turned over and jumped up.

Because it is a boarding school, the school is worried that the students will not want to study, so the windows are built to be extraordinarily high.

Zhang Qiang's height of 1.8 meters pads the desk and stretched out his hand just to touch the window, and when he was about to take something to smash the window glass, the boy who was stepping on the table suddenly spoke.

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered that my teacher used to say that there were vertical steel bars behind this window. So even if you break the glass, we can't get out. ”

As soon as these words came out, the other students panicked even more.

Just when everyone's panic was about to reach its peak and erupt, the incandescent light overhead suddenly flashed a few times, and then after a few soft cracks, all light suddenly disappeared in the room.

"Ahhh......hh

After two seconds, however, the lights were bright again.

"Whew~......" Everyone exhaled at the same time almost subconsciously.

"We're thinking too much, aren't we? Maybe the teacher will be back in a moment? I don't know who said that again.

So everyone's mood gradually calmed down again.

Zhao Qiqi and I glanced at each other, and we always felt that something was about to happen next.

Just then, I suddenly turned my head and noticed that something was wrong on my desk.