After Fan Yanqiao finished speaking, there was a trace of heartache in his eyes, his eyes were fixed on Kazama Che, and then he waited for his answer expectantly.

Kazama looked at her expressionlessly for a long time, and Fang said lightly: "Classmate Chu Chu, you know that the school has strict regulations on information, why do you still ask me......

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yanqiao's face was instantly filled with deep disappointment, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, she gritted her teeth, looked down at the book "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription", but her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Kazama Che stared at Fan Yanqiao motionlessly, he is twenty-four years old this year, and since graduating from Eastern Medical University, he has been working in the school for more than three years, what kind of female student has he not seen in the past three years? Not to mention that the way they are used to showing weakness is still learned in this school.

So now when I see Fan Yanqiao's sad and helpless appearance, according to a normal man, he must have softened his heart, but Kazama Che is the opposite.

His heart suddenly became disgusted for no reason, he was a teacher in this school, and she even wanted to use the little knowledge she had learned to deal with him? Kazama not only has a trace of disgust, but there is also a deep sense of loss in that disgust.

He has been extremely yearning for the mysterious China since he was a child, and after studying medicine, he has inexplicable respect for China because of traditional Chinese medicine, so after knowing that Fan Yanqiao is Chinese, he instinctively paid attention to her in his heart.

Fujii once took special care of him when she first came, and asked him to guide Fan Yanqiao well.

Kazama Che originally hated this kind of thing that went through the back door, but because Fujii had asked him, after he paid attention to her two classes, he unexpectedly found that she was really a very smart person, and when she was learning pharmacology, the instructor in charge of her often taught her only once, and she was able to memorize nine times out of ten.

When she dissected the corpse for the first time, she could clearly recite the technique of the next knife, although her fingers were still a little trembling, and the movements were still a little slow, but each knife was quite accurate.

From then on, Kazama couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

So when she was in a coma and hospitalized, he personally came to take care of her.

He originally thought that they could have a pure teacher-student relationship, but he didn't expect that what she learned was finally not wasted, and it was still used on him.

He looked at her coldly, and the feeling of being used by others was uncomfortable, especially the feeling of being used by the students he had always favored, which made him faintly angry.

He opened his mouth to ask her to save it, but before he could say anything, he heard a pop, and a tear fell on the yellowed page.

He frowned, and Fan Yanqiao lowered his head in front of him and sobbed softly.

When she cried, to use a Chinese idiom, she felt like a pear blossom with rain.

Somewhere in his heart suddenly trembled slightly, he sank his face, took a deep breath without a trace, and was about to open his mouth to comfort her, but Fan Yanqiao reached out and stood up slowly on the table.

She lowered her head and cried a little choked: "I'm sorry, I'm so homesick, I miss my mother too much, I feel very uncomfortable, if you're not in a hurry, I'll come over later to help you translate......"

Kazama Che listened to her words and frowned: "You...... You okay? ”

Fan Yanqiao shook his head, but the tears flowed even more fiercely: "It's okay...... I'm fine...... Thank you ......."

She hurriedly walked out as she spoke, and Toru Kazama grabbed her hand with a calm face: "You wait a minute......"

He wanted her to calm down before going back.

But before his words fell, Fan Yanqiao turned around and threw herself into his arms, she grabbed his military uniform, buried her head in his chest, and looked up at him with tears streaming down her face: "Teacher Kazama, my heart is really uncomfortable...... I don't know what to do...... I...... I don't really know...... I miss my mom so much...... I miss her so much......"

Her softness clung to his chest through her military uniform, and Toru Kazama's body stiffened, and her eyes darkened.

He took a deep breath, put his hands on her shoulders and was about to pull her away, but the next second, Fan Yanqiao suddenly raised her head and kissed him on the lips heavily, her hands were almost tied around his neck at the same time, she kissed him while saying heartbrokenly: "Kazama-sensei, I'm really afraid that my mother won't be able to escape this plague, I'm really scared...... Can you tell me what I can do to not want her, not to worry about her...... Kazama-sensei, will you tell me how to do it...... You also have a mother, you must understand my feelings, don't you? ”

She cried so sadly that Toru Kazama's heart began to mess up when she cried.

There was a faint body odor on her body, mixed with the fresh smell of soap that went straight to his head, and the tip of her small tongue trembled into his mouth, timidly and shyly entangled with him.

For a moment, he almost couldn't control himself.

There was a soft sound outside the door, and in an instant, his reason was pulled back, he reached out to hold Fan Yanqiao's waist with a calm face, and suddenly pulled her away from his body, and said in a hoarse voice: "Enough!" Plainly! ”

Fan Yanqiao's body trembled, and he looked at him motionless with his tear-filled eyes.

Kazama Che's face changed slightly, he looked down at her, and after a while, he said coldly: "You go back, I will find someone else for translation work...... "Zhuzhuang Dongji."

Fan Yanqiao's face turned pale, and he held his breath and asked, "Why...... Why? I can help you with ......."

Kazama Toru raised his eyes and looked out the door, and said in a low voice, "Go back, Fujii still has something to do with me......"

When Fan Yanqiao heard Fujii's name, her face turned slightly white, she clenched her fists hard, and slowly turned to look over, only to see Fujii with her back to them, standing at the door with her head down and smoking.

Kazama Che's eyes stared at Fan Yanqiao's expression change, but he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, he had almost almost caught her way just now, and when he thought that if it wasn't for Fujii's arrival just now and pulled his sanity back all at once, maybe he would have been confused by her at that time.

He should have been annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't get annoyed, he stared at her bright side face, but his heartbeat gradually increased.

Fan Yanqiao lowered his head and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, turned to Kazama and whispered, "Mr. Kazama, I know, then I'll go back first......"

Choking up again as she spoke, she gave Toru Kazama a deep bow before turning and walking out.

Fujii lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, heard Fan Yanqiao's footsteps walking out, and slowly turned around.

Without a trace of expression on his face, as if he didn't see her, he walked straight over, and the moment he passed by, Fan Yanqiao bowed to him very politely and calmly.