Time and space administrators are forced to raise cubs [Quick Transmigration]

True and False Rich Young Master 08 I want to formally pursue you

During this period of time, Meng Zhuo's attitude improved obviously. Under Lin Shubai's threat and occasional check-ups, his parents finally restrained themselves and did not make any more troubles.

Meng Zhuo's grades showed a straight upward trend.

In physical education class, two students bumped into each other and were injured. When they came to the infirmary, Lin Shubai treated their wounds and was packing their things.The door was pushed open again.

Lin Shubai raised his head from the medicine box and looked towards the door, and saw Zhuang Ziqing standing at the door, innocent and timid, looking like an innocent little sheep.

Lin Shubai smiled slightly: "What's the matter? Classmate Zhuang."

Zhuang Ziqing's deer-like eyes were clouded with mist, and he approached Lin Shubai slowly, rubbing his belly with one hand: "School doctor, I'm not feeling well."

Lin Shubai pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down, let me have a look."

Zhuang Ziqing obediently walked over and sat down.

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

"stomachache?"

"Did you have diarrhea?"

"No."

"Where exactly, show me."

Zhuang Ziqing pointed.Lin Shubai nodded, raised his slender fingers and pressed there: "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Ziqing rolled his dark eyeballs with a bitter expression: "It hurts."

Lin Shubai pressed it in another place: "What about here?"

"Oh, it hurts even more." Zhuang Ziqing hissed.

Lin Shubai stretched out his hand and looked at him solemnly: "Student Zhuang, your illness seems to be unusual. There may be problems with the stomach and spleen."

Zhuang Ziqing's eyes flickered: "Really? Do you see it wrong, doctor?"

With serious eyebrows, Lin Shu dug out a blank medical record, and wrote down on it, with a serious tone: "Based on your reaction just now, this is my preliminary suggestion. I can't cure your disease. I suggest you Go to the central hospital to take a film and check it carefully. Don’t take minor illnesses lightly, lest..."

When Lin Shubai's voice fell, he was interrupted by Zhuang Ziqing: "Is this how School Doctor Lin treats students?"

Lin Shubai pursed his lips slightly, seeing Zhuang Ziqing's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "What do you want to say?"

Zhuang Ziqing looked at Lin Shubai's expression seriously, trying to find clues, but he was always unable to see through this person!

He sent someone to investigate Lin Shubai's background, but found nothing.But staying in middle school as a school doctor probably doesn't have much ability.

"The school doctor should not get too close to Meng Zhuo, or it will be bad luck." Zhuang Ziqing looked at Lin Shubai with a grumpy expression, with a warning in his voice.

A little-known little school doctor actually distracted so much of his brother's attention, Zhuang Ziqing felt very uncomfortable when he thought of this.

Lin Shubai blinked, and a funny expression appeared on his handsome face: "Student Zhuang, is this advice or a warning?"

Zhuang Ziqing showed a cute smile: "Is there any difference?"

Lin Shubai smiled: "If it's advice, I thank you for your kindness. If it's a warning, I might persuade your head teacher to add homework."

"You!" Zhuang Ziqing stared and sneered, "Are you trying to offend our banker? You are a school doctor, and you changed after saying hello. Is it worth it to lose your job for a person who has no relatives and no reason?"

Lin Shubai lay back on the chair, fiddling with the phone leisurely: "Little classmate really has a lot to worry about. But I have already told your brother about your illness. Does your brother know that you have such an interesting personality?" ?”

Zhuang Ziqing was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened like a deer, and he was a little annoyed: "When did you tell my brother!"

Lin Shubai frowned, and shook the phone in front of his eyes.

Zhuang Ziqing's face turned pale, and he stared at Lin Shubai viciously.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Yan arrived hurriedly and asked Zhuang Ziqing, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it serious? I'll send you to the hospital for examination."

Zhuang Ziqing had a sore nose, and coquettishly held Zhuang Yan's arm, and looked at him with grievous eyes: "Brother, the school doctor said that I might have a terminal illness, it scared me to death."

Zhuang Yan raised his hand to test Zhuang Ziqing's temperature, it was normal.His expression was slightly condensed: "So serious? Brother will take you to the hospital."

Zhuang Ziqing was a little dumbfounded: "No... no, I think it's just a minor illness, and it's the school doctor who scares me!"

frighten?

Zhuang Yan's eyes fell on Lin Shubai. Lin Shubai was wearing a white coat, sitting in a chair, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was ascetic and refined.

He looked at Lin Shubai without blinking: "Really?"

Lin Shubai said slowly: "Your brother said that he is in pain everywhere. I am a small school doctor, and I dare not make a diagnosis. Of course, I suggest that you go to an authoritative hospital for a thorough investigation."

Lin Shubai's face was handsome and gentle, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, he paused and said, "But seeing him alive and kicking now, does this disease seem to be recurring?"

Zhuang Ziqing could hear the teasing and sarcasm in his voice, and felt slightly agitated, but Zhuang Yan always loved him, so he should be towards him.

Zhuang Yan frowned, looked down at Zhuang Ziqing, and said in a harsher tone, "What's going on?"

Zhuang Ziqing rolled his eyes: "Just...just now it doesn't hurt anymore."

Lin Shubai propped his chin and added fuel to the side: "If you have a medical condition, you can't delay it. A minor illness can easily turn into a serious illness. Mr. Zhuang should take your brother to the hospital for a checkup."

Zhuang Ziqing panicked, why?Why did Zhuang Yan turn to Lin Shubai?

He can't go to the hospital, he will be exposed as soon as he goes.

"Brother, I'm fine now. I don't feel bad at all. I'm going to class first." Zhuang Ziqing said bravely, and let go of the hand that was holding Zhuang Yan's arm.

Zhuang Yan frowned: "Don't lie next time, study hard."

Zhuang Ziqing bit his lower lip, nodded, and ran away.

A cold light flashed across Lin Shubai's eyes.

Lin Shubai turned around and packed his things.Zhuang Yan stood where he was, his eyes were fixed on Lin Shubai's movements.His injury has already healed, the band-aid has already been torn off and laid flat in the drawer, but Lin Shubai seems to be getting more and more distant from him recently.

Several times Zhuang Yan stood at the door of 1402 for half an hour, but couldn't find a reason to knock on the door.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

He was a little emotionally unstable, with a sense of irritability rising in his heart.

Lin Shubai was arranging the shelves, which were full of medicine bottles, and different bottles contained different ingredients.Neatly placed and looks comfortable.

The infirmary was very quiet, he turned his head only to find that Zhuang Yan hadn't left yet, he was shocked.

"Why are you still here?" He asked, and then realized that Zhuang Yan's expression was not quite right, and walked straight towards him.

Lin Shubai frowned, and took a step back: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yan was silent, with dark tides in his eyes, trapping Lin Shubai in the corner between the medicine shelf and the wall.

Lin Shubai immediately raised his guard and watched his movements vigilantly.

Zhuang Yan pressed his chin, lowered his head, a pair of pitch-black eyes scanned him, and his lips were getting closer and closer, so close that he could feel the breath exhaled by the other party.

Lin Shubai thought ferociously, if he dared to do something, he would beat him into a pig's head.

Zhuang Yan's breath was a little disordered, when his lips were less than a millimeter away from him, his eyes were suddenly closed, and he took a deep breath.

Then withdrew back.

Lin Shubai breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Mr. Zhuang still has a little conscience.

However, in the next second, the collar of his white coat was turned up, exposing the skin on his shoulders and neck to the air.

Zhuang Yan looked at that place, and the imprint had completely faded away, which made him a little unhappy.

Lin Shubai realized something, his eyes widened, and the familiar dull pain hit him again. He subconsciously pushed Zhuang Yan, pushed him away, and covered his neck: "What are you doing, you are a dog? You want to continue biting?" People? What the hell are you going to do?"

Zhuang Yan took two steps back, calmed down, and gradually stabilized his emotions. He looked straight at Lin Shubai, his eyes were frank and hot, and there was nothing to hide, making Lin Shubai stunned.

"I'm going to formally pursue you." Zhuang Yan's heart was turbulent, but he said as calmly as possible on his face.

Lin Shubai's eyes widened.

Just as he was about to say something, the door of the infirmary was opened with a bang, and Meng Zhuo stood at the door with a gloomy expression.

When he heard that Zhuang Ziqing came back from the infirmary, he was worried that Lin Shubai would be in trouble, so he rushed over immediately.

Meng Zhuo's eyes looked between Lin Shubai and Zhuang Yan for a second, his heart sank, he rushed forward, stood in front of Lin Shubai, and stared at Zhuang Yan: "What are you going to do?"

Like a little wolf cub protecting his master.

Zhuang Yan gave him a cool look.

Lin Shubai restrained his emotions, and pulled his lips with a fake smile: "Mr. Zhuang, please go back."

Zhuang Yan looked at him with a serious expression: "I'm not joking."

Then went away.

Meng Zhuo turned to look at Lin Shubai with some doubts: "What did he mean just now?"

Lin Shubai was a little stunned, and waved his hand: "It's nothing."

Next week is the mid-term exam, and it is rumored that the school board members who passed the top three exams will be rewarded in person to encourage the students of No. [-] Middle School to forge ahead.

The weather in May has become a bit hot, and the electric fan is whining overhead.Ke Siming wiped his sweat while writing on the blackboard. After writing, he threw the chalk into the box and looked at the drowsy students below with a serious expression.

Only the last boy was sitting loosely, with clear and serious eyes.After recognizing that it was Meng Zhuo, Ke Siming nodded inwardly.

Then he clapped the eraser twice with "kuang kuang".

The student below was startled, looked up and met Ke Siming's unfriendly eyes, startled, and quickly widened his eyelids to stare at the blackboard.

"Last time, the average score of our class was surpassed by the second class by 10 points! This midterm exam, you can figure it out yourself!"

The students sat upright for a while, and when Ke Siming turned around, they whispered unwillingly: "Didn't Meng Zhuo get 20 points in the exam?"

"That's right, Zhuang Ziqing got the first place in the school. If it wasn't for Meng Zhuo's delay, as for the three subjects of language, mathematics and foreign language, he would be overwhelmed by the next door?"

"If Meng Zhuo is still the last one this time, what's the use of our efforts?"

Zhuang Ziqing lowered his head to figure out the topic, and when he heard the whispers beside him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly with pride.

But when he turned his head back and saw Meng Zhuo's right hand holding the pen, his eyes suddenly became jealous again.

Those little bastards were really useless, they couldn't completely destroy that hand.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry again for editing the article, let Mr. Zhuang confess in this chapter.