Jacques then let go and let Beatrice leave his arms.

"Really... you are such a smart kid... you can do this at such a young age. I wonder how many girls will fall into your hands when you grow up..." Beatrice adjusted her hair a little and turned to the window.

Although Jacques couldn't see her expression, her fingers playing with her hair and her red ears betrayed her.

Jacques said seriously: "Teacher, I just grow slowly. In fact, I am already over 30 years old."

Beatrice suddenly turned around, as if she believed what he said at that moment. She secretly blamed herself in her heart: Really, I almost got fooled by such words, how can I still be a teacher?

But in fact, when Beatrice was held in Jacques' arms just now, she did feel a sense of protection and security. In her opinion, this should be the temperament that only a strong and mature man can exude.

She shook her head to stop herself from thinking too much, then coughed twice: "Student Jacques, your injury has basically healed, and your personal treatment should be over. I will go back to class starting tomorrow. If you feel that you have not recovered well, continue to rest in the medical department."

"Ah?" Jacques could not hide his disappointment.

"Although your external injuries have healed, it will take a long time for your internal injuries to heal. You must rest and recuperate for a long time to avoid future problems. I suggest that you take a three-month break from school to heal your injuries."

Jacques' eyes widened immediately: "Then...this semester's classes are..."

Beatrice tilted her head and said, "Jacques, do you really like classes that much? I see you are concerned about the final exams, right? You must have felt that it was meaningless to stay in the first grade a long time ago, and you want to take the opportunity of the exam to apply for skipping a grade, right?"

Jacques was stunned for about a second, and then changed his expression immediately: "Teacher, is your hair so fragrant because your boyfriend likes it?"

"Don't change the subject! The teacher is thinking about your health, so you should take good care of yourself this semester." Beatrice blushed slightly when she said this: "The teacher will still take time to come and see you every day..."

Jacques was certainly disappointed to lose Beatrice's meticulous care. Indeed, only with the beastly care of this mature beauty could Jacques recover so quickly.

However, as soon as Beatrice left, Jacques immediately took out the chalk, summoned the magic door, and returned to the Magic Research Department. But he did not expect that Beatrice would come back.

The outside of the medical department was always crowded with Jacques' fans, who had been turned away by Beatrice for the past three days. Beatrice was about to leave when she suddenly remembered this and was about to remind Jacques, but when she returned to the room, she found that it was empty.

"Really? He disappeared in just a few minutes..." Beatrice sighed softly, "Am I meddling in his affairs? After taking care of him for the past three days, have I finally become an obstacle to his progress?"

Jacques was so concerned about the Magic Research Department because there were two things that needed to be dealt with. It had been three days since the night of the big fight, and he knew that some things couldn't wait that long.

When I returned to the Magic Research Department, the first thing I saw was Bella tied up and hung in the middle of the room. There was a huge basin under her feet with a candle in the middle. The candle slowly roasted Bella, and the basin was filled with Bella's sweat.

Next to Bella, Rhode was drooling, holding a whip, and wearing revealing clothes...

When Bella saw Jacques, she immediately twisted around like a worm and spat out the cloth stuffed in her mouth, crying, "Woo woo... Boss, spare me... Bella knows she's wrong..."

Jacques was so upset that he pointed at Bella and asked Rod, "Why are you guys having so much fun when I'm not around? What are you doing?"

Rod was horrified when he saw Jacques appear. He made exaggerated and meaningless gestures to Jacques from behind Bella, which made Jacques confused. Fortunately, Gandalf was responsible for translation: "He said that he lied to Bella and it was your idea to hang him up. He wanted to punish him for getting drunk and causing trouble in the back mountain that day."

Jacques understood immediately that what Rhodes wanted was the basin of "sweat" under Bella's feet. No wonder the room was filled with a strong ginseng aroma.

Jacques sighed and gave Rod a look that said "I understand", and Rod gave him a grateful look in return.

"Bella, do you know what you did wrong?" Jacques said, "There's nothing wrong with fighting, but you were completely out of control that night and hurt many innocent classmates. Did you ever think about it?"

"Wow... I thought I was being punished by you just because I messed up the boss's plan. Now I know I was wrong..." Bella said, "I should have killed them all so that they wouldn't come looking for revenge after they recovered from their injuries... But it's too late now..."

Jacques held his forehead, wondering if he had inadvertently turned Bella into a demon who kills people without blinking an eye.

"Then you don't have to worry about being sought for revenge...You had your face covered that day, so no one should know your identity."

"That's right. Luckily the boss reminded me." Bella breathed a sigh of relief.

Jacques signaled to Rod: "Bella has learned his lesson, you can let him go."

Rhodes looked reluctant, but still let Bella go with a guilty conscience.

Jacques asked Bella to stretch her arms and legs first, and then continued to ask Rod:

"Where is the girl I sent in that day?"

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