Huo Ran came to the infirmary with Zhou Shuyue in his arms, and put her on a stool when he walked in the door.

The school doctor has long been on vacation, but fortunately there is a medical kit.

Huo Ran picked up Zhou Yanyue's hand and looked at it carefully, and there was a small blister, and the skin around the blister was abnormally red and swollen.

"I'm going to use a needle to break it for you, you bear with it." Huo Ran said while turning on the alcohol lamp.

"I don't want it!" Zhou Wanyue was the most afraid of pain, and suddenly reflexively stood up from the stool and retreated again and again.

"If you don't pick the good ones, it's slow, and you'll get infected." Huo Ran didn't care if she wanted it or not, and lit the alcohol lamp by herself.

"You are going against the will of a woman, and it is not lawful."

Zhou Xuanyue had a fever when she was a child, and it was not good, her grandmother felt that it was evil, so she asked the goddess to call the soul, and the way the goddess called the soul was to poke the ear with a needle, saying that it was poked, and the soul came back.

Zhou Wanyue was poked three times and cried for three or four hours, which had a lasting impact, and now she sees something pointy.

"Zhou Zhuyue." Huo Ran didn't expect Zhou Xuanyue to even move out of the criminal law, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he glanced at her as if he didn't have anything, and suddenly called her.

"Why did you call me all of a sudden?"

"Are you afraid?"

"How... How can it be. Zhou Xuanyue looked at Huo Ran's slightly raised eyebrows, and with a little ridicule, she began to be unconvinced for a while, and her mouth immediately hardened.

"Oh~ Then you're not afraid, why do you want to hide. If you're afraid, I can't go against a woman's will. Huo Ran understands the method of agitation, and he grabbed Zhou Yanyue at once.

"Come, you pick, whatever you want, how could I be afraid." Zhou Xuanyue said loudly, trying to use her loud voice to cover up her lack of confidence.

Huo Ran didn't just talk about it, seeing that Zhou Xuanyue was hooked, he immediately burned the silver needle with an alcohol lamp.

The silver needle was slightly red, Huo Ran put out the alcohol lamp, sat opposite Zhou Yanyue, and brought the needle to her.

Zhou Wanyue began to tremble uncontrollably, and a look of fear appeared between her eyebrows.

"If you hurt, pinch me." Huo Ran spoke softly.

When Zhou Shuyue heard this, she immediately held his left wrist.

Huo Ran usually has a poisonous tongue, and it is rare that he is so gentle, Zhou Xuanyue looked at his face, inexplicably a little stunned.

The sunlight outside the window just sprinkled on Huo Ran's body, and the white school uniform was worn on him, with a clean temperament, a handsome face, full of youth, and still cold and mature between his eyebrows, but he could vaguely see the appearance of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Zhou Xuanyue suddenly thought that if she met Huo Ran, who was eighteen years old on the campus of Mingzhou No. 1 Middle School, holding a book, it would probably be to the extent that he would like it at a glance and could praise him all over the world.

"You can let go of your hands." Huo Ran's slightly trembling voice interrupted Zhou Wanyue's thoughts.

Zhou Xuanyue touched the slightly cool and convex touch in her hand, and felt that something was wrong, and immediately looked down, her fingers pinched Huo Ran's wrist white.

Zhou Xuanyue abruptly let go of her hand and apologized repeatedly.

When I raised my hand again, the blisters on the back of my hand had already been cleaned up and simply bandaged.

Although Huo Ran is not a doctor, he is very neat and neatly bandaged, and he has studied systematically at a glance.

"Gollum, Gollum." Zhou Wanyue's stomach screamed out of place.

"Huo Ran, are you hungry?" Zhou Xuanyue's eyes blinked, and there were some bad thoughts hidden in her cunning eyes.