Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

Zhao Yin looked calm, "Teacher, how can protecting one's own rights be called a threat?"

Seeing the other teachers in the office looking at him, Wang Meng suppressed the anger in his heart and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, why didn't I realize you were so powerful before?"

Zhao Yin was not afraid at all, "I used to think you were a good teacher."

The original owner had a well-behaved personality, respected and loved these teachers, and often helped to correct homework papers. But when she was treated unfairly, none of the teachers stood up or even asked her.

She was standing on the second floor. The students in the playground below were talking, laughing and having fun. The sun shone on their faces, showing the vitality that belongs only to students.

But where the sun doesn't shine, there are flowers that have withered and rotted.

Those textbooks could no longer be used. Zhao Yin went to the Academic Affairs Office and learned that there were no extra textbooks, and she also needed to write an application form for the class teacher to sign.

I just offended Wang Meng so much today, and now I went to see her to sign something. I don't know how the other party will cynicize her.

It would be great if I could borrow the textbooks I used in my second year of high school.

Without textbooks, Zhao Yin originally planned to draw to pass the time. Anyway, the original owner had already learned these knowledge points by himself and memorized them in his mind.

Someone poked her from behind, and Zhao Yin turned around, it was the baby-faced one.

A name automatically came to mind.

Mengyuan.

He held a history book in his soft little hands and handed it over, "Monitor, you use mine, I will share one with Zaozao."

After she finished speaking, she thought that Zhao Yin was no longer the squad leader, and she quickly lowered her head out of fear that she would be angry.

Zhao Yin did not refuse her kindness, "Thank you."

The fourth class is a physical education class. Under normal circumstances, everyone can move freely after gathering for running and exercise.

When Zhao Yin was running, a strong force came from behind. She was unprepared and fell forward suddenly.

Zhao Yin lay on the ground, his arm hurting as it rubbed against the cement floor. If she hadn't adjusted the direction of her fall in time, she would have landed on her face and her face would have been disfigured.

"Why is it stuck?"

"Don't squeeze, someone will fall."

Meng Yuan turned around and saw Zhao Yin lying on the ground with a frown on her face. She hurried over and said, "Monitor, are you okay?"

Zhao Yin glanced past the girl running behind her, who looked away.

She waved her hands and stood up with Meng Yuan's help, only to realize that her ankle was twisted.

Zhao Yin endured the pain and walked up to the girl, pulled her out and threw her to the ground. "You like pushing people, don't you?"

The girl only had time to scream before she fell to the ground.

The classmates around looked at each other, everything happened too fast.

"Zhao Yin, how can you push someone casually?" It was Shang Wanlin, the newly appointed squad leader.

Zhao Yin said with a cold face, "It's none of your business, shut up."

Shang Wanlin looked ugly.

In the crowd, a voice said: "I saw it, she was the one who pushed Zhao Yin first."

Meng Yuan's eyes fell on Zhao Yin's cuffs and found bright red blood oozing out of them, and exclaimed: "You are bleeding, go to the infirmary quickly."

The physical education teacher came from a distance, and seeing Zhao Yin's condition, Meng Yuan helped her to the infirmary to treat her wounds first.

"The original school doctor's office was on the third floor. Fortunately, it was recently moved to the first floor. Otherwise, your feet would suffer even when climbing stairs."

Meng Yuan asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Yin secretly took a painkiller pill just now and felt much better. "fine."

Meng Yuan only felt that she was pretending to be strong, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to help you."

Zhao Yin saw that she was about to cry and said quickly: "The door is closed. Has the school doctor gone to eat?"

Meng Yuan: "No way, let me take a look."

She waited for Zhao Yin to stand up and knocked on the door, and then the door opened.

The man wore a mask and looked at the two little girls with dark eyebrows and eyes.

He was a little surprised when his eyes fell on Zhao Yin, but he quickly looked away.

"Come in." He turned around, the corners of his white coat fluttering twice.

Gu Huaiqing was sitting on a stool when he saw Meng Yuan helping Zhao Yin in and pointed to the chair.

"Sit down, take off your shoes and let me take a look."

Zhao Yin also recognized Gu Huaiqing, and System 567 was afraid that she wouldn't know that the report was playing in a loop in her head.

[The male protagonist is the male protagonist...]

Although I was surprised that he became the school doctor again, it was obviously difficult to ask questions at the moment.

Zhao Yin bent over, and her long black hair slid from behind to the front, making her face look smaller and smaller.

He probably moved his foot when he took off his shoes, and his brows furrowed involuntarily in pain.

"Okay, you don't need to take off your socks."

Gu Huaiqing squatted in front of her, showing off the lines of his legs as he bent his knees.

He put Zhao Yin's feet on his lap, and the small white foot on the black pants looked a bit strangely cute.

Gu Huaiqing pressed it, and Zhao Yin gasped in pain. He asked: "How did you sprain it?"

Zhao Yin spoke calmly, "I was pushed while running..."

The next second, Gu Huaiqing's hand holding her foot moved slightly and clicked.

Gu Huaiqing put down her feet and stood up and sat back in his seat. "Try moving a few times now to see if it hurts."

Zhao Yin tried to twist, but nothing happened. She stood up and walked a few steps and said in surprise: "Thank you doctor, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Meng Yuan stood by and waited, and was happy to see that her foot was healed. "Doctor, her arm is injured too."

Gu Huaiqing felt that she was in trouble, "Let me see."

A bright light flashed in Zhao Yin's mind. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt today. As she took off her jacket, the hem of the short-sleeved shirt was lifted up, and she could vaguely see a mark on her waist.

From the corner of his eye, Gu Huaiqing saw the hand that was writing the report pause.

After taking off her coat, she could see that her right forearm was scratched and there was a lot of blood on her clothes.

Gu Huaiqing took the iodophor to disinfect her, "It stings a bit, bear with it."

These words were inexplicably familiar, reminding Zhao Yin of what he said in the hospital last time.

Disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage.

Even the process is exactly the same as before.

"I have to avoid eating foods that are fat, spicy or irritating recently." Gu Huaiqing warned, while having some doubts in his mind.

Zhao Yin's movements just now were too fast, and he didn't see clearly whether it was a heart-shaped birthmark or not.

Zhao Yin obediently agreed.

"Come here tomorrow and I will change your dressing." Gu Huaiqing stared at Zhao Yin's eyebrows carefully, trying to find similarities.

But you can't see it at all.

How could Zhao Weiguang's rugged appearance give birth to such a beautiful daughter?

Thinking of this, Gu Huaiqing felt that it was impossible.