The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Song Nanzhou sighed as he straightened Shen Suihe's hair, then carefully pulled her over.

"What should I do with you?"

Shen Suihe giggled and pecked the man on the lips.

When she was about to lie down, she suddenly saw new red spots on the man's exposed skin, and her eyes darkened.

"Does it hurt?"

She carefully traced every pinhole and gum on it, her eyes reddening.

"It's all my fault. I have to implicate you as well."

This time, Song Nanzhou did not try to be tough, but instead lay on the woman's shoulder and acted pitiful.

"It hurts, it hurts so much, and you actually said you wanted to leave me."

Shen Suihe raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm not afraid of escaping death in an explosion, but I'm afraid of needles."

Song Nanzhou's eyes flashed, and he continued to bury his eyes in Shen Suihe's body.

"That's different, Sui Sui, please take care of me."

He was a grown man, but he hugged Shen Suihe tightly and rubbed his face against her continuously.

"Sui Sui, you smell so good."

The man's voice gradually became hoarse, and his palms became more and more excessive.

Shen Suihe's heartbeat quickened and her slightly red cheeks became hotter.

"Song Nanzhou, don't push your luck... um..."

The rapid and heated breathing sound hit Shen Suihe's heart, causing her to retract her resistance and instead respond.

Song Nanzhou closed his eyes tightly, and the emotions that he had been suppressing for a long time gradually burst out. He wished he could tear Shen Suihe apart and swallow him.

The two fought until the early morning.

Shen Suihe was so tired that she couldn't even lift her hands, so it was Song Nanzhou who cleaned up for her.

But he found that the marks he accidentally left on Shen Suihe were difficult to cover up.

Forget it, just consider it as her punishment for saying she wanted to leave him.

The next day.

Shen Suihe was awakened by Yi Rou.

She sat on the bed and pulled Shen Suihe, who had not opened his eyes, up.

"Don't sleep anymore, drink the first dose of medicine quickly."

"Let me sleep for a while, Nanzhou, stop making trouble."

Yi Rou unhappily lifted her quilt and put her hands on her hips.

"Look carefully, I am..."

Before she could finish her words, she noticed the red mark on Shen Suihe's collar and moved closer curiously.

"What is this? A mosquito?"

Yi Rou looked around and saw nothing.

She had clearly fumigated every room with mugwort, so how come there were still mosquitoes?

Shen Suihe opened his hazy eyes, yawned, slowly put his feet down on the bed, and asked, "What did you say?"

Yi Rou pointed to her neck and said, "Your neck is now red from the bite."

Shen Suihe subconsciously reached out and touched it, then suddenly remembered something and quickly covered it with his palm.

"Oh, there was indeed a mosquito last night. It was so annoying."

This must have been done by Song Nanzhou. He used so much force last night that he almost wanted to kill her.

It seems that she can't make Song Nanzhou angry anymore, otherwise she will be the only one who suffers.

Yi Rou waved her hands without any suspicion.

She urged Shen Suihe to change her clothes and go out for breakfast, then left. Brother Song and her grandfather were still waiting, so she had to hurry over.

When Shen Suihe arrived at the restaurant, he saw Yi Rou peeling eggs for Song Nanzhou.

"Brother Song, I bought these eggs specially in the countryside. They are very nutritious. Come and try them."

Song Nanzhou drank the soy milk and didn't refuse.

Shen Suihe sat over as if nothing had happened and picked up a cup of soy milk.

"That's not yours."

Doctor Yi suddenly spoke up and stopped Shen Suihe who wanted to drink soy milk.

He turned to look at his granddaughter and said, "Go and bring the porridge that's warm in the kitchen."

Yi Rou didn't hesitate and got up and went to the kitchen.

When she came back, she had a bowl of dark porridge in her hand.

"Here, your breakfast."

Shen Suihe looked at the colorless rice in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Is this... porridge?

Yi Rou saw Shen Suihe's worry, sneered and sat back in her seat.

"Why, you don't dare drink? The poison in your body requires complicated treatment. How can you get better if you can't even eat a bowl of medicinal porridge?"

Song Nanzhou on the side also felt sorry for Shen Suihe, but the medicinal food was prepared according to her physical condition, so she had to eat it alone.

Shen Suihe took a deep breath, picked up the spoon and took a sip. It was so bitter that he almost vomited.

But Yirou was right, this was just the beginning, and the subsequent treatment would be either painful or bitter, so she couldn't back down.

She stirred the spoon to make the heat in the bowl dissipate faster, but she was reluctant to take a second sip.

Seeing this, Yi Rou thought Shen Suihe was scared and mocked, "That's all the courage you have."

"Xiao Rou, stop talking."

Doctor Yi scolded and looked at Shen Suihe again.

"Good medicine tastes bitter. If you can't even drink it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Shen Suihe holding the bowl and drinking from it in big gulps.

While Shen Suihe was helping the porridge dissipate heat, he also crushed the rice grains to make it more palatable.

boom.

After drinking it in one gulp, when Shen Suihe was about to cry bitterly, a cup of warm water suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Sui Sui, drink some water and slow down."

Song Nanzhou looked at Shen Suihe, his heartache evident in his words.

Shen Suihe took it and drank it without hesitation. He found that sugar had been put into the water in advance. It tasted sweet and finally made his mouth less uncomfortable.

When Yi Rou saw Song Nanzhou personally handing water to Shen Suihe, jealousy burst out in her eyes.

This glass of water was prepared by Song Nanzhou long ago, and as soon as Yi Rou touched it, he took it to the other side.

Yi Rou originally thought that Song Nanzhou had mysophobia, so she didn't care about it, but now he gave it to Shen Suihe, how could she not be angry.

When Doctor Yi saw Shen Suihe finish the bitter porridge in one breath, the expression on his face relaxed.

"Go get ready. Acupuncture will begin in an hour. Miss Shen, do you mind if my granddaughter Yirou gives you the acupuncture?"

When Song Nanzhou heard that Yi Rou was going to give him acupuncture, his brows furrowed and he was no longer calm.

"Doctor Yi, I'm afraid..."

"I can accept."

Shen Suihe interrupted Song Nanzhou, stood up calmly, and bowed respectfully to Doctor Yi.

"Thank you, Doctor Yi, for your hard work. Yi Rou is the only heir to the Yao Medical Clinic, and you taught her medical skills. I trust her."

Employ people without doubt.

Shen Suihe is also a doctor, and each of her teachers is an extremely strict professor.

She believed that Doctor Yi had such great medical skills, so how could Yi Rou, as his granddaughter, not be able to learn even a little bit?

Song Nanzhou also knew that he had been reckless just now. If Yi Rou tripped Shen Suihe up because she was unhappy, he would be guilty.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Doctor Yi."

He looked at Yi Rou who looked very proud and said, "I'll have someone send some beautiful clothes over later. You are at your age and are most suitable for dressing up."

Hearing this, Yi Rou raised the corner of her mouth, "Brother Song, you are so kind to me. I didn't even have the chance to wear the clothes you sent me last time. They were all wasted."

After saying that, Yi Rou looked at Shen Suihe complacently.

I wanted to find disappointment, sadness, and jealousy on her face, but after looking at her for a long time, I could only see calmness on her face.

Yi Rou didn't believe it and thought Shen Suihe must be pretending.

After breakfast, Song Nanzhou was called away by Achen.

Doctor Yi went to the clinic to see patients, leaving Yi Rou and Shen Suihe alone.

At this time, Shen Suihe was wearing cool clothes, with silver needles inserted in his head and hands.

"In fact, I told Brother Song a long time ago not to give me anything, but he just wouldn't listen and insisted on giving me something. I don't know how to wear all these clothes. How about Sister Suihe go pick out two pieces and I'll give them to you?"

Shen Suihe was still resting with his eyes closed, quietly cooperating with Yi Rou's acupuncture.

Hearing her unreasonable words full of boasting, the corners of her mouth fell.