Lu Shiyuan was helped by Xu Canyang to limp to the clinic near No. 1 Middle School, but fortunately, the clinic was not closed.

"Doctor, doctor??" Brother Jian opened the door for the two of them and spoke loudly, the clinic was empty, there was no one, and the layout of the entire clinic was based on a piece of white, with all kinds of bottles and cans, it was easy to remind people of some scenes in horror movies.

This clinic is located in the south of No. 1 Middle School, located next to the newly built commercial area, the streets of the commercial area are very neat, the rows of shops are built with some European style, red bricks and white roofs, and the viewing trees are also full of exotic customs.

Lu Shiyuan thought that if he had money, he would definitely rent a store here, sell books, sell flowers, and always have no worries about customers near the middle school, if he wants to make more money, it is best to open a breakfast shop, and then invest a little money in advertising, play his own characteristics, and cater to the aesthetics of young people, such as registering a literary trademark, on which are two intimate cats in black and white, and some hazy modern poems printed on the lunch boxes of some breakfast porridge. Wealth is abundant~

"Hey, I'll go." Brother Wen followed the three of them into the clinic, glanced at Lu Shiyuan, and twitched in fright, "Shiyuan, are you sure you're okay??" ”

"It's okay, it should be a layer of skin, what can it do?"

There are a few pennants hanging on the side of the clinic, on which are some medical virtues and double xin, wonderful rejuvenation and other words to praise the superb art, Lu Shiyuan took a closer look, the payment time has been seven or eight years from now, Lu Shiyuan thought to herself that this is still a clinic opened by an old doctor, because Lu's mother is a doctor, Lu Shiyuan has a good impression of the doctor, for these white-clothed envoys who silently save human beings from the pain is from the bottom of her heart, from this, Lu Shiyuan once wanted to be a white-clothed messenger, It's just that Lu's mother is too tired to always be a doctor, and she has been a doctor all kinds of bad things, which made Lu Shiyuan dispel this idea.

"It's coming, it's coming." A tall and thin figure with glasses hurriedly walked out of the door at the back of the clinic hall, looking like he had rested and chatted, the figure looked like a middle-aged man at first glance, and when he approached Lu Shiyuan, he found that his grade should be very large, age spots had climbed into the corners of his eyes, and the white silk at the root of his hair was also sparse, it should be that he had not dyed his hair recently, Lu Shiyuan judged in his heart.

The doctor glanced at Lu Shiyuan, turned around and took out a piece of sterilized gauze from a white porcelain box to replace the blood-soaked scratch paper in Lu Shiyuan's hand.

"Falling?" The doctor looked down at Lu Shiyuan's wound and began to prepare some bottles and cans of cotton swabs and gauze and other things.

"Hmm." Xu Canyang opened his mouth to answer for Lu Shiyuan on the side.

The doctor's neat cotton swab was dipped in saline, and he began to help Lu Shiyuan clean up the wound and bloodstains.

"Where did you fall?"

"Rubbing against that wall." Xu Canyang dragged a stool from the side, sat next to the two of them, and replied for Lu Shiyuan, who was already in pain and inconvenient to speak, "The wall is very dirty, it's okay, will it be infected?" Doctor? ”

"It's okay, the wound is not deep, but it has to be cleaned up, otherwise it will be disfigured, man, does it hurt?" The doctor, who looked a little serious, held up the frame of his glasses, and skillfully cleaned up the blood stains on Lu Shiyuan's face without touching the scratched wound too much.

Lu Shiyuan shook her head gently, it didn't hurt. Lu Shiyuan is familiar with these smells, the smell of disinfectant water, the smell of the hospital, and the hospital is Lu Shiyuan's second home.

"The wound is not serious, but there are some places that are deep, and you have to clean up the dirt inside, man, it hurts a little, bear with it." As the doctor spoke, he took out a bottle, and Lu Shiyuan smelled it and knew that it was hydrogen peroxide.

"Hiss~" Lu Shiyuan gasped from her nose, and the hydrogen peroxide quickly oxidized the wound on her face, like a burst of boiling water rushing across the beach, leaving foam all over the ground, and the burning sensation was mixed with the original scratching pain, making Lu Shiyuan's face look like the land being ploughed by a ploughing ox.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to clean up, otherwise Lu Shiyuan would suspect that his face would fall to the ground piece by piece like rotten meat, which would really be a horror movie.

"Brave man, aren't you?" The doctor turned on a flashlight and carefully checked Lu Shiyuan's wound for any obvious foreign bodies.

What kind of bravery is this, Lu Shiyuan thought of Guan Yu, the martial saint in the Three Kingdoms, tsk, scraping bones to heal injuries without anesthetic, and playing chess at the same time, that is called a real hero, Lu Shiyuan is afraid of pain, and he has to cry for a long time when he gets an injection.

"Okay, but your wound is too large, so it's better to bandage it to avoid infection." The doctor turned off the flashlight, and the bright sun-like aperture finally vanished.

Brother Jian and Brother Wen stood aside and heard that it was okay, so they were relieved.

Jingle Bell ...... Brother Jian took out his mobile phone, and it was Uncle Tao calling.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Brother Jian? Uncle Tao's rough voice came from the other end of the phone. What did you guys do, why haven't you come back? After a while, the lights will be turned off and I will go to bed. ”

"Don't mention it, Shi Kite has fallen, and we are in the hospital."

"Huh? Where's the fall? Is it serious? Shall we take a look? When Lu Shiyuan heard Bai Su's voice, she was also asking, what's going on? Poetry kite fell?

"It's okay, it's almost done, I'll go back later, the teacher will check the bed first, and then we'll give the teacher a call when we go up."

With such a group of roommates who seem to be very arrogant, Lu Shiyuan feels very happy.

The wound on the face had been cleaned up, but when it came to how to bandage it, it was a problem. It's really because Lu Shikite's wound is a bit big, the entire right side of his face is scratched, and if he wants to bandage it completely, the abrasive belt has to wrap the whole head, which looks like a serious injury that has just been retired from the battlefield, not only affects daily washing, but even eating is a problem, if you just stick the gauze with tape, it is easy to fall off and it has no effect. In the end, the doctor had experience and chose to bandage Lu Shiyuan's wound obliquely, which was beautiful, concise and strong, and Lu Shiyuan felt that it was very OK. After the bandaging was completed, the doctor patted Lu Shiyuan's shoulder and asked Lu Shiyuan to come back to see if there was any inflammation and go to school

It's not expensive, it only costs five yuan with a bottle of purple potion.

However, this bandage on his face has become Lu Shiyuan's eternal pain.

Lu Shiyuan didn't understand what some girls were laughing at at first, wasn't it just that she was injured and had a piece of gauze on her face, the wounded, and there was no sympathy, until later, Lu Shiyuan, who realized it later, knew that there was a thing in the world called aunt towel, emm