The river is exhausted

The first class this morning was Jiang Yousi's class, when Shen Jinjiang woke up from the bed.It was discovered that Mei Liangxin was no longer in the dormitory, and he was still still awake at this time.So hard this morning?Or was she afraid of him because of what happened last night?Of course, if it was the latter, he would be more happy.

After washing up, I went to the cafeteria with other students to have breakfast before going to class.The weather is so cold that the hot spring water in the courtyard begins to freeze, and no one likes to run outside.

The first class is always a bit groggy, not to mention this cold weather.Shen Rujiang was a little drowsy sitting on the seat, but he didn't dare to lie down and sleep.If Jiang Yousi caught him, he would die.

He supported his forehead with his hands, and lowered his head as if he was reading a book seriously, but he was actually trying to doze off.Jin Jue on the side raised his tired eyes, glanced at Shen Jinjiang and sighed silently.

"If you want to sleep, you might as well stand up and refresh yourself with me. To be honest, I also want to sleep. If you do this, I will feel unbalanced." Jiang Youpan looked at the listless class and stopped writing on the blackboard , snapped.

Shen Jinjiang was awakened by the sound, nodded his head and almost fell down on the table, making intimate contact with the table.He hurriedly stopped his movements to avoid the loud bang.After looking around vigilantly, he slowly sat up straight.

Looking up at the densely packed exercises on the blackboard, my brain felt numb for a moment.Although Jiang Yousi is young, he is indeed the most perverted math teacher he has ever seen... If anyone teaches him in the future, it will be bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Thinking of this, Shen Rujiang lowered his hand, ready to take out the exercise book from the drawer.But the moment his hand reached into the drawer, a sudden sharp pain filled his entire arm.Resisting the urge to scream, he took his hand out of the drawer.

There was a big cut on the sleeve of the clothes on the left arm. At this time, blood was pouring out from the wound, soaking the sleeves and then soaking the books on the table.

Jin Jue frowned at the sudden smell of blood, and when he raised his head again, he found that Shen Jinjiang was staring at his bleeding arm in a daze.

"Fuck, buddy, what's wrong with you?" Jin Jue whispered, seeing the blood on the table, couldn't help being shocked.

"Okay...it hurts." Shen Rujiang was stunned for a long time before holding back these two words.

"Are you retarded?" Jin Jue couldn't help it. "It took so long to cry out?"

Shen Rujiang raised his right hand and grabbed the bleeding wound.Frowning, the frantic gushing blood was temporarily blocked.However, the gap between the fingers was still stained red, showing how deep the wound was.

The heated room gradually filled with the smell of blood.Fu Li turned around strangely, looked at the blood on the table and Shen Jinjiang's expressionless face, and couldn't help shouting: "What's the matter with you!"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Youpan frowned, put down the chalk in his hand, and quickly walked down from the podium.

"...Teacher, he, he, he, he is bleeding! There is so much blood!" Fu Li was so shocked that he began to stutter, probably the first time he had seen so much blood when he grew up.

"..." Shen Rujiang didn't know where to start. Severe pain swept through his whole body. He gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was almost speechless.

"Hurry up and take him to the medical room." Jin Jue stood up, looked at the palm of his left hand that was gradually stained red, and said calmly.

"You study by yourself, don't run around." After Jiang Youpan left this sentence, he carried Shen Jinjiang and ran to the medical room.

Thanks to the thoughtfulness of the school, a medical room was prepared for them.There are also one or two professional doctors sitting in there, in case of emergencies like this time.

"Need stitches, but it's okay, it's not bad."

After Jiang Yousi sent Shen Jinjiang to the medical room, the doctor briefly checked the wound and made a quick judgment.Shen Rujiang moved his pale lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't make a sound.

The blood around the wound had already frozen, because when he was sent out just now, the temperature outside was still below zero, but it temporarily stopped the blood from gushing out.

After handing over Shen Jinjiang to the doctor, Jiang Yousi did not leave in a hurry, but sat aside.Watching the doctor anesthetize his arm, clean the blood ice body, and sew stitches.

At the beginning, he didn't even yell, but his usually expressionless face was full of pain.Jiang Yousi focused his eyes on him, and suddenly felt that this kid was really too strong.

When the anesthesia gradually took effect, the pained expression on his face gradually faded away, and he stared blankly at the wound on his arm that was being stitched up.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Youpan suddenly felt that this person looked like a stronger little brother at this moment.

"...you try?" After the pain was anesthetized, Shen Rujiang replied tremblingly, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Still talkative after all this time?" Jiang Yousi couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still said seriously: "I saved you, do you understand? To be a human being, you must be grateful."

"..." Shen Rujiang lowered his head and turned his eyes to the side, obviously not wanting to thank him very much.

Jiang Yousi looked at the back of his head, propped his face and said casually: "You have a bad temper, brat."

After suturing the stitches, the doctor gave him another bottle of anti-inflammatory and glucose.Shen Rujiang sat on a comfortable chair, his brain a little dizzy, looking at the needlework on his arm, he suddenly asked, "Will there be scars?"

"No, this kind of needle and thread will not leave scars." After the needle was inserted for Shen Rujiang, the doctor continued: "But you have to be careful, don't split it, or you will definitely leave a scar."

Shen Rujiang nodded and thanked the doctor in a low voice.Jiang Yousi on the side smiled angrily when he heard that, if the kid wasn't injured now, he really wanted to grab him and beat him up.

"Then you sit down first, I'll go back first." Jiang Yousi looked up at the two hanging bottles and said.

"En." Shen Rujiang replied in a muffled voice.

Then he watched Jiang Yousi leave the medical room, which felt a bit strange.Obviously I hated this person very much at first, but now I don't seem to hate him so much.When we first met, I wanted to beat him to death.

Shaking his head, he didn't throw some of these out of his brain.Shen Jinjiang began to recall what happened just now, why there was such a sharp weapon in the desk drawer.If so, why was nothing the first few days?

So what was that thing that hurt him?When he was first scratched, his brain seemed to be short-circuited for a long time, but he forgot to look at what it was, and rubbed his temple helplessly.He cursed stupidly.

A lot of blood was shed just now, and now his eyes are a little dizzy.My brain didn't work very well, and the only thing in the quiet medical room was the beeping sound of the wall clock.Shen Rujiang leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

When Jiang Yousi returned to the classroom, it was already the end of the third period.The classroom is very quiet, and most people are resting on their stomachs.There are also a small number of people who are discussing the problem, as if what happened in the first class did not affect their normal life.

"How is Rujiang doing?" Seeing Jiang Youpan standing next to the sinking table, Jin Jue raised his head and asked.

"It's okay, over there to hang the water." Jiang Youpan replied, and he squatted down halfway while speaking.

The blood on the table had been cleaned up, and he came here to check if there was anything in the drawer.

"Don't look for it, I've already seen it." Jin Jue said on his stomach, "The iron strip used to fix it has fallen off halfway. If you don't know it and put your hand in it rashly, it will be like entering the river."

Jiang Youpan looked inside the drawer, and there was indeed a piece of iron half-hanging on the wooden board above.Is this a problem of substandard product quality?

"If it's not a problem with the quality of the table itself, or someone has tampered with it." Jin Jue spread his hands and said as he looked at Jiang Youpan who was about to leave.

After hearing the words, Jiang Yousi paused, then quickly left the classroom.Jin Jue's eyes naturally turned to Mei Liangxin's direction, only to find that the other party was also looking at him.His gaze instantly became colder, and the other party looked at him coldly for a few seconds before looking away.

Jiang Yousi returned to the teacher's office, and several teachers happened to be there too.The Chinese teacher hurriedly asked, "How is he?"

"It's pretty good, it doesn't hurt." Jiang Yousi sat down in his seat and began to record what happened today.

"What's going on here? How could this happen?" Several teachers asked one after another.

"The quality of the table is not good. I told you not to cooperate with these profiteers." Jiang Youbang said very quickly without raising his head, "Those teachings are for making money for themselves. Let your conscience be eaten by dogs."

Jiang Yousi had carefully observed the falling iron piece before, although it looked like it fell off naturally.But one of them caught his attention, even if it fell off, it was impossible to fall off so much at once.

Although that school sometimes cheats, the merchants it cooperates with are actually quite conscientious.What's more, this group of brats are the flesh of their hearts, and the rate of admission to higher education in the future is almost entirely dependent on them.How could it be possible not to pay close attention?

Who would believe it if someone said it was done on purpose?Looking for evidence?Whoever has the time to help that ungrateful kid do this, maybe he knows who did it himself.

Stopping what he was doing, Jiang Yousi handed the folder to the language teacher.He looked up at the wall clock, guessing that the time was almost up, and planned to go and see that little devil.

To be honest, he really hated that brat, and he didn't know why, anyway, Jiang Yousi couldn't tell.But the expression on Shen Rujiang's face and the forbearance of gritting his teeth when the stitches were being stitched flashed through his mind.

If it wasn't for those expressions, he really wondered if this person's facial nerves were dead.

Jiang Yousi thought he should go and have a look, he would be responsible if he died there.