Chapter 73: Loving You More Than 100 Days (35)

Han Xiaoyu looked at Qin Yuanyuan, the corners of Qin Yuanyuan's mouth were swollen, and her face was a little pale. The two girls who accompanied Qin Yuanyuan pointed to the back of Mo Xiaoxin who was far away and cursed, in front of Han Xiaoyu, Qin Yuanyuan was very quiet.

"Sister Qin, I'll take you to the health center." Han Xiaoyu took two steps forward and said.

"Who's your sister? Your sister is Mo Xiaoxin's slut! A girl standing next to Qin Yuanyuan said.

"Forget it." Qin Yuanyuan tugged at the sleeve of the girl who spoke, and the girl pouted, but she didn't say anything.

"You guys go back first, thank you!" Qin Yuanyuan said to the two girls beside her. The corners of her mouth swelled quickly, and her voice changed a little bit, which was very funny.

Hearing this, the two girls beside them were stunned for a moment, what happened to their boss today? Say "thank you" to them? This flatters them. glanced at Qin Yuanyuan suspiciously, and the two girls left quickly.

"Let's go, hurry up and disinfect and relieve pain." Han Xiaoyu said to Qin Yuanyuan.

Qin Yuanyuan followed behind Han Xiaoyu and carefully looked at the boy in front of her for the first time: about one meter seven tall, tall and thin, fair-skinned, and with a very stylish face, he was a very attractive one, and his eyes were like a magical sparkling pool, which made people want to take a look, but they didn't dare to stay.

Qin Yuanyuan silently followed behind him, turned a corner out of the playground, and came to the door of the infirmary after passing through a long corridor.

The doctor saw the swollen corners of his mouth and said a little distressedly, "What's the matter?" Beaten? ”

"No, no, I accidentally hit the corner of the table." Qin Yuanyuan's mouth hurt and explained with difficulty.

Han Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Qin Yuanyuan with the eyes of an idiot, exited the infirmary, and stood at the door of the infirmary waiting for her.

After a while, the monitor at the door of the infirmary turned on, showing the "Sixteen Yuan Triangle". This is to show that the doctor is honest in his medical practice, and the cost of each doctor's visit to the student is public, and the monitor shows the cost of treatment, which is the equipment allocated by the state to public schools.

Xiaoyu hurriedly took out his student card and swiped the card to help Qin Yuanyuan pay for the medical expenses.

Hearing the sound of Han Xiaoyu swiping the card, Qin Yuanyuan was a little embarrassed, and covered the corner of her mouth with her hand and said, "Thank you!" "Walked out with a bottle of potion and a packet of cotton wool.

The two walked on the way back to the classroom, and Han Xiaoyu, who had been silent, spoke up: "My sister has been in a bad mood recently, Sister Qin should not mess with her." ”

Seeing that Qin Yuanyuan was silent, Han Xiaoyu said again: "Although my sister used to be a bit of a fool and didn't care about studying, she has changed a lot recently, and she has become principled in doing things. ”

"Got it, I'm sorry! It's me who didn't figure out what was going on. Qin Yuanyuan's voice was a little soft, but it could clearly float into Han Xiaoyu's ears, which made it

He let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

"It's okay, it's all over." Standing at the staircase of the teaching building, Han Xiaoyu quickly went up the stairs after saying this sentence and walked towards the classroom of his class.

Qin Yuanyuan covered the swollen corners of her mouth, and for the first time felt that "image" was very important, did Han Xiaoyu think she was ugly just now?

Qin Yuanyuan felt that the corners of her mouth hurt so much, and her head was a little dizzy in pain. But she doesn't want to ask for leave, she asks for leave at the slightest injury, isn't her image bad? It's like knocking over a five-flavor bottle in my heart, with both sweet and sour.

When the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard, Qin Yuanyuan slipped into the classroom through the back door of the classroom, and just sat down, a ball of paper smashed on her desktop, unfolded it, and made her pout.