Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

Several tall and strong boys came out laughing. The big guy in the lead stopped at the door and looked around suspiciously.

When the people behind saw that Ren Ran had not left, they craned their necks to look forward, but the place was empty, without a single person in sight.

"What's wrong, brother Ran?"

Ren Ran frowned in confusion and asked suspiciously, "Do you smell a scent?"

Ren Ran was puzzled as to why he could smell a fragrance here. He was afraid that there was something wrong with his sense of smell, so he asked a few other people.

When those people heard this, they also twitched their noses and smelled:

“It seems to have a certain taste…”

"Did anyone eat candy? Why do I smell something sweet?"

"I smell it too."

Several men stood at the empty doorway, sniffing frantically and occasionally sharing what they smelled;

This scene was too stupid. Ren Ran couldn't bear to look at it and could not help but wave his hands:

"Okay, maybe someone just happened to be walking by wearing perfume, stop smelling it and just leave."

The huge group of people just left like that.

Ji Zhe had someone cover his mouth, his pale face was held tightly in someone else's arms, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and his heart was pounding;

After a long time, when the group of people fell silent, the man behind him loosened his grip and let him out. Ji Zhe lay limp and did not dare to move until the man behind him spoke.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

It was a very familiar voice, with a hint of grievance and teasing. Ji Zhe turned his head slowly and saw Zhao Yan, who was still wearing the blue jersey.

"Why are you here?"

Ji Zhe was somewhat delighted, but he was also puzzled as to why Zhao Yan didn't continue playing. Logically speaking, the second half shouldn't have ended at this point in time.

"Here," Zhao Yan smiled as he looked at the boy's face, which turned from pale to red. His two pointed little canine teeth were exposed, and he stretched out his left leg towards him.

"I was honorably wounded."

Ji Zhe looked over there and saw a shocking wound on the boy's muscular calf, about eight or nine centimeters long, with bright red blood that had long since dried and coagulated;

Ji Zhe took a deep breath and said in shock: "How are you injured so badly!"

He was in no mood to see what happened to the bullied person, so he supported Zhao Yan and walked towards the infirmary. The group of people had already left;

————Infirmary

The school doctor in a white coat was originally leisurely leaning on a chair playing with her phone, until Ji Zhe ran in in a panic, shouting in a trembling voice, "Doctor, come quickly", she hurriedly stood up from the chair;

Although the school nurse was not a famous genius doctor, she had been doing this job for more than ten years. Although Ji Zhe was quite panicked, she was not panicked at all.

It was not until Ji Zhe brought Zhao Yan in that the female school doctor actually saw the wound on his leg that she became serious.

"Come on, little classmate, help me help him onto the little bed!"

The female school doctor first instructed Ji Zhe on what to do, but unexpectedly Zhao Yan walked over by himself without anyone's help.

The female school doctor screamed, "Student! Stop now!"

She rushed to Zhao Yan, holding some bandages and alcohol in her hands, and said to Zhao Yan seriously: "The wound on your leg is too deep, you can't exercise casually. I will disinfect and clean it for you first, and then send you to the hospital."

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows as if impatiently. He had made himself look like this just because he wanted to accompany Ji Zhe to the infirmary. How could he really care about himself?

"Teacher..." He dragged out the last word, staring straight at Ji Zhe.

"Please help him first. My injury is not serious. Take care of his first and then I will take care of mine."

Ji Zhe wanted to cry for a moment. He covered his mouth with his hands, feeling so moved:

"Wow, Liuliu, he's such a nice guy. Although we haven't met each other many times, he still thought of me even though he was seriously injured."

Although K felt that something was wrong, he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it carefully: [Yes, yes]

After hearing what Zhao Yan said, the school doctor went to see Ji Zhe, only to see that the boy's thin white legs were covered with abrasions of varying sizes, and there were also a few on his arms.

"Oh, what can I do?"

Today is Sunday, and two of his colleagues just went home. He didn't expect that two of them would come at the same time today. The school doctor looked left and right, feeling very embarrassed.

"It's okay, sister, you take him first, I'll just wait for you here."

Ji Zhe said with a very understanding smile.

Zhao Yan:.........

Ji Zhe sat on the hospital bed, swinging his calves:

"Liuliu, were those people we just met fighting? Was it...school bullying?"

The beating was so severe that he could hear the sound of the stick hitting flesh.

K: [Yes, host]

Ji Zhe clenched his fist and said angrily: "How could they do this?"

Ji Zhe was angry here. K thought about it and decided to remind his host:

[Host, although school bullying is not advisable, you have to remember that this is just a game. All the people in it are NPCs. You don't have to be angry with these NPCs or anything. We just need to complete the task.]

'That's what he said, but...' Ji Zhe understood the truth, but when he really encountered it, he still couldn't help it.

K wanted to continue persuading others.

"Boom! Boom!"

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between Yi Ren and Yi Tong. Ji Zhe said nothing more and went to open the door in confusion.

Outside the door stood a very tall man, with long silver-white hair tied up, holding a small medical kit in his hand, wearing a thin, neatly trimmed white shirt, with smooth and straight body lines, and a pair of cold and indifferent eyes;

He was wearing a white medical mask on his face and looked like the school doctor in the infirmary.

"You are......"

Ji Zhe held the door handle and asked in confusion.

"Go sit on the bed, I'll help you with your wound."

The man did not answer him, but ordered him to sit on the bed. Although Ji Zhe was very confused, he still did as he was told.

"What if this person is a colleague of the school doctor?"

Ji Zhe sat quietly on the hospital bed, his straight legs resting on the white sheets;

After the man dipped the cotton ball in alcohol, this is what he saw:

The quiet, fair-skinned boy sat obediently on the large hospital bed, his clear eyes looking at him uneasily. There were many scratches on his smooth, delicate calves, blue and purple, but he didn't cry out in pain.

Her slender white fingertips grasped the edge of her shorts and her lower lip was tightly pursed, as if she was afraid of what was about to happen.

'Actually, I'm a little afraid of doctors.'

Ji Zhe's eyelashes trembled, and he spoke with a hint of shame, "When I was a child, I was often sick, so my mother took me to see a doctor, and I had to get injections every time. Injections were really painful."

He was a little incoherent, and K also deeply felt the fear of his host.

"Are you scared?"

His voice was different from the cold one he showed, and the timbre was actually very clear and pure;

When Ji Zhe listened, it felt like a feather was gently tickling his ear.

"Afraid." Ji Zhe answered truthfully, as if he was bewitched.