Chapter 678: The Princess in Modern Times (1)

"It's not a good match!"

Little 8 screamed and sent her directly into the next world.

Qin Gong woke up in a hospital bed, but the furnishings around her did not look like a hospital, and when she felt someone walk in, she closed her eyes again, controlled her breathing, and pretended not to wake up yet.

"Little 8, original memory."

"Okay, it's passed."

She was a weak and quiet college student, and when her parents immigrated with her younger brother, she was reluctant to follow her, so she left her alone in the country with the property and house they gave her.

She is very timid, and would rather stay alone in a familiar place than follow her family to a strange country.

Not only is she timid, but her physique is also weak.

The reason why the original body died was because he was trained by the devil instructor half to death during the day, and at night he was frightened by his roommate's mischievous ghost, and he was directly scared out of his body.

This is the school doctor's office.

The school doctor at night was called for treatment, and only said that she was overly frightened and that she would be fine with a good rest. 、

But the original body never woke up, kept trapped in a nightmare, and finally scared to death.

Now that it's cold, it's time for the school doctor to come to work.

Qin Gong: "......"

Scared to death.

Really......

Just as she was about to continue receiving the plot, the school doctor walked up to her and reached out to probe her forehead.

She opened her eyes as his hand ran from her forehead to her cheek, caressing her collarbone, and even continuing to think down.

Holding back the killing intent, his eyes were confused.

The school doctor withdrew his hand and took out the stethoscope: "Awake?" Now that you're awake, I'll test you again. ”

She shook her head a little panicked: "I'm fine." ”

This school doctor looks like a talent, with eyes and politeness, but he is obviously a Sven scum.

She didn't believe he had slipped his hand.

"Just in case, check it out."

With a straight face, he reached out and pulled her clothes off.

As soon as Qin Gong wanted to move with one hand, someone directly opened the door and walked in.

Her eyes moved, filled with tears: "No, don't ......"

When Yan Zhen entered the door, what he saw was the school doctor with his back to him and bowing down to pull the clothes of the girl on the hospital bed, and the girl's eyes were tearful and frightened and humiliated.

He strode forward, tore away the school doctor's hand, and with a click, broke his hand bones, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger: "What are you doing?" ”

The school doctor screamed in pain after realizing it, and was even angrier than him: "I'm checking this classmate's body, you broke in and hurt me inexplicably, you wait!" I'm not going to give up! ”

He hurriedly checked his hands.

Hands matter.

Qin Gong's face turned pale: "No, ......" Tears slipped down his side, and his voice was choked.

Her clothes were still half-faded.

Yan Zhen stretched out her hand to tidy up her clothes, and her voice was low: "I'll take you to the hospital?" ”

"I'm fine, I'm just scared," she got up weakly with red eyes, her hands on the bed still trembling a little, "I'm going home." ”

"Well, I'll send you home."

He saw that her body was weak and trembling, and reached out to pick her up.

She stiffened.

"I'm your instructor, I won't do anything to you, tell me the address."

She whispered the address to him.

Of course, she knew that Yan Zhen was an instructor and a chief instructor.

The original body had just entered the university at this time and was in military training.

Yan Zhen drove her home.

When she got out of the car, her legs went limp, she leaned against the car door, and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Yan Zhen: "......"

He got out of the car and picked her up: "What floor?" ”

"Fifth Floor, 503."

It's a private house, there is no elevator, the corridor is still very dark, and the voice-activated lights are not working.

carried her into the house, put her on the sofa, and couldn't help but say: "It's only been two days of military training, why can't you even stand on your feet?" ”

Her face was slightly red: "The intensity of training yesterday was too great, and my legs are still sore, and I tremble when I stand up." ”

Yan Zhen: "......"