Learn about the human body

After the plan failed, he was not allowed to follow the team to an eco-tourism resort eight kilometers away, where he ate steamed buns and pickled mustard, and experienced the bitterness and joy of military training life.

The senior named Fu Yansheng was also in charge of distributing the ingredients, and then stood by the side all the time.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Tang Qizhen always feels that this guy is looking at him.

It's too difficult, I must have been a math problem in my previous life.

It wasn't until a few students couldn't hold on and started to vomit that Fu Yansheng looked away and called the medical team members to send them back.

Tang Qizhen was extremely regretful: If he knew it earlier, he pretended to have a stomachache. He didn't believe that this bastard surnamed Fu could lift up his clothes to check.

Mistakes, missteps!

During the period, the counselor also came to ask about the situation. Tang Qizhen was too embarrassed to pretend to be sick again, so he could only wave his hand coolly and say it was okay, and then walked back to school with the team.

The memorable first class of university ended in a "good" experience that was exhausting both physically and mentally.

The school was kind enough to not arrange evening training after the military science class in the afternoon, and let the students rest early.

Tang Qizhen rushed to the bathhouse to grab a spot, took a quick shower, changed into fresh clothes, and prepared to walk towards the cozy little bed.

However, I remembered the ultimatum sent by the editor last night...

He subconsciously glanced at the time.

There is one more month.

My heart sank suddenly.To be honest, in the two and a half years since he joined Lolita as a designer, his creativity has been almost exhausted, and he is now in a bottleneck period.Therefore, after the college entrance examination, he let himself go and play for two months, which was called "Collecting Music", but in fact it was... Gu Gu.

The forest series still owes a design draft, which must be completed by the end of September.

Thinking of this, Tang Qizhen drooped his face, slumped gracefully in the chair, stared at the paint in the cabinet and started to daze.

The roommate started playing games again, connecting to the mic, and it was too noisy.

Envious and irritable, he got up with a snap, packed his tablet and picture books into his schoolbag, slammed the door and walked out.

He wanted to find a place where no one was around to draw, neither the dormitory nor the library. Even if there was only one person walking around, he would worry that others would see what he drew.

I always feel that my classmates are spying on my life, and I feel uncomfortable.

The Hongyang Pavilion on the mountain behind the school is a good place to go. In summer, there are many mosquitoes and almost no one goes there.

So my dear student Tang wants to dedicate himself to art, ah bah, I went to feed the mosquitoes.

Walking out of the dormitory building, I bumped into the glow of the sky.Today's sunset is very special, the clouds are wrapped in gold, light pink and deep purple, forming a line and pressing on the ridge of the roof.There is still a construction site in the distance, and the outlines of tower cranes and scaffolding freeze into a silhouette in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a heavy oil painting depicting the industrial revolution.

Tang Qizhen's mind suddenly flashed the snow-covered forest in northern Xinjiang, and the train slowly drove out with black smoke.

Maybe try steampunk?

He raised his eyebrows, stuffed a piece of gum into his mouth, and blew a bubble briskly.

When he arrived at Hongyang Pavilion, he sprayed toilet water first, put on a mosquito repellent bracelet, and lit a mosquito coil.

Speaking of mosquito-repellent incense, he remembered the sand-sculpted screen name of his editor, so he quickly took out his tablet and buried himself in drawing.

I don't know how long I have been tossing and changing, correcting and correcting repeatedly, and the work has already taken shape.He repeatedly admired the far and near for a while, and felt that the painting went smoothly today.

Just as he was trembling in his heart, a cold male voice suddenly came from not far away: "Tang Qizhen, right? Why don't you go back to bed so late?"

Only then did he regain his senses, only to realize that the sky was completely dark, and the surroundings were almost dark.Standing below was a boy in a white shirt who shook a flashlight at him a few times.

Misty grass, eyes are going to go blind.Tang Qizhen cursed in his heart, and felt that the voice was a bit familiar.

It should be from the student union.

"Understood, I'll be back right away!" He yelled down, hurriedly packing the things back into the bag.

It may be due to sitting for a long time, or the accumulation of lactic acid caused by the morning zipper. When he got up, his legs softened and he stepped on a section of the steps.

"Damn!" He was so frightened that he swears, thinking about protecting the manuscript he produced with his life liver, he subconsciously protected the bag on his chest, before he could hold the handrail in time, he fell into the grass with a bang.

The grass is soft and not broken.But the moment he fell down, he felt a solid twist in his ankle, followed by a hot pain.

He couldn't help shouting, clutching his ankle with difficulty, curling himself up into a ball.

The senior was also stunned, and rushed up after a few seconds: "Didn't I shine a flashlight for you? Why did you still fall?"

"I..." Tang Qizhen felt that the bone under his palm was swollen, he was in pain and flustered, he sniffed, "Senior, I sprained my foot..."

"I know." The other party sighed, and knelt beside him on one knee with a flashlight on, "Student Tang Qizhen, congratulations on your dream come true."

ha?What kind of bastard senior is this?He forgot the pain in an instant, and looked at the other party carefully under the light.

Those familiar eyes, familiar outlines... Wucao, this horse is Fu Yansheng!

Tang Qizhen's eyes widened, and he thought that he and this guy were guilty of the Tai Sui, and if the two met, something bad would happen.

Fu Yansheng took out a pair of medical gloves from his pocket and put them on, then pushed his hands away and pressed down on his ankle.

"Don't stop! It hurts," he repeatedly begged for mercy, "This time it's real..."

It was very swollen.Fu Yansheng's heart skipped a beat.

"I'll take you to the hospital for treatment."

"Is it so serious?" Tang Qizhen was startled.

"The medical school has an affiliated hospital, not far from here." After finishing speaking, Fu Yansheng had already grabbed his arm and picked it up like a chicken.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is.Fu Yansheng visually measured 1.9 meters, and Tang Qizhen was half a head shorter than him, with half of his body hanging in the air.

As if being grabbed by the nape of fate.

Fu Yansheng handed him the flashlight and freed up his hand to carry his schoolbag.

It's pretty reliable, a bit like an angel in white.

Walking on one foot was very difficult, and Fu Yansheng also slowed down in cooperation and helped him down the mountain.

"How do you know I'm in the back mountain?" Tang Qizhen wanted to chat to distract him.

"If you don't return at night, there are usually only a few places to go."

"What kind of official are you? Why can I see you there?"

"I'm the head of discipline inspection of the school's student union."

That's how it turned out, Tang Qizhen thought of the Japanese comics he watched before, and sure enough, all the discipline committee members all over the world had a face that exuded a noble and glamorous aura.

He obediently shut up.

When he arrived at the hospital, Fu Yansheng registered him first, and then put him in the orthopedic ward.

The doctor checked him and took a picture just to be on the safe side.Fu Yansheng didn't say anything, he patiently carried him around, and finally spread his hands at him: "Give me your student card."

"what?"

Fu Yansheng glanced at him: "Check out."

"..." Yes, yes, there is no free lunch in the world.

"You can call your roommate now," he added.

"Ah?" Tang Qizhen continued to be surprised.

"Do you want me to take you back to bed?" Fu Yansheng left a sentence and queued up to get the medicine.

That's right, he is from the medical school, and he is not in the same building as himself.Tang Qizhen hurriedly called his roommates to bring them over.

While waiting, he couldn't help but take a look at the wound from a corner of the bandage.Although the bruises and bruises look serious, they are actually just a common sprain and just rest for a few days.

The heat of the lump and local inflammation could be felt through the bandage.After seeing the real wound, he realized how stupid he was in the morning.

"Don't touch it." The senior came back at some point, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Oh..." He withdrew his hand guiltily.

"Take anti-inflammatory drugs according to the doctor's advice. It is advisable to apply ice packs for 15 minutes with an interval of 5 minutes. Repeat three to four times. Remember not to fall asleep with ice packs on." Fu Yansheng explained it patiently, and then stopped talking. the wall.

Tang Qizhen always felt that the other party's eyes were on him, so he bowed his head and said thank you.The atmosphere became more and more awkward, and after a few minutes, the roommate finally came.

The three greeted Fu Yansheng first.

He just nodded lightly in response: "Take care of him more."

"Okay, okay, no problem, thank you senior." The roommates thanked him in one voice and helped him up from the chair.

"Does this mean you don't need to train anymore?" One of them asked in a low voice.

Yes, although he paid a heavy price, he was finally able to escape training in a fair manner!

Tang Qizhen instantly revived with full blood.

"This kind of injury can rest for three days at most." Fu Yansheng obviously heard it, and poured cold water on him, "I will explain the situation to the counselor. If there is no accident, I will report to the sick class the day after tomorrow."

"..."

Seeing this, the roommate hurriedly supported him and ran away.

It was only after walking outside the hospital that someone asked, "Where did you go at night, and you got involved with your senior?"

"Yeah, isn't your foot all right? Could it be that the senior is deliberately messing with you during the day?"

"Isn't he a medical student? I heard he's a top student." "That's right, what kind of virtue can he come out to be a doctor?"...

Roommate, you and I had a great time discussing each other.

Tang Qizhen was embarrassed to say the embarrassing thing he did today, so he could only smash it: "It's none of the senior's business."

The roommates looked at each other.

After a few seconds of silence, he explained again: "Don't worry, the senior is a good person."

...that's weird.

It's okay to meet him.