Huzhu brand collecting machine rushes to the world

In the evening, people from Tokyo High School returned to the campus.Everyone is dusty and ashamed.

The only Gojo Satoru who looked decent looked as ugly as the bottom of the pot.

This is of course, anyone who encounters a mentor, classmate, student and assistant supervisor at the same time will not look better.

Ordinary staff members who had signed a non-disclosure agreement carried stretchers and carefully sent Masamichi Nobuga, Kento Nanami, Rose Kinazaki, and Kiyoko Iji to the school infirmary of Tokyo High School.

"Glass!" Gojo Satoru rushed into the school infirmary first, wanting her to get medical equipment and go with him to treat the wounded on the road while moving.

Tokyo High School occupies a large area, and the school medical office is relatively inward and protected, far from the entrance.It takes about ten minutes for an ordinary person to walk from the door to the school infirmary without weight, and it takes even slower to walk when carrying an injured patient.

The smell of disinfectant in the school doctor's office was pungent and eye-catching, and Jia Ru Nizi, who was wearing a white coat, heard the seriousness of the situation and stood up to run.

Suddenly, she thought of something, stopped and said, "Wait, I'll find someone to help."

Gojo Satoru glanced behind the taut curtain in the infirmary, wondering who was being treated here, and said casually, "Who is resting here? Maki? Thorn?"

He thought he was going to wake up the recuperating students.

Jia Ruozi denied his example: "None of them. It's the principal of Leyan Temple."

The principal of Leyan Temple?

Someone from Kyoto?Or a group of people?

A group of old guys have come to Tokyo High School in a group, are you going to instruct him to do something again?

Gojo Satoru's first reaction was that the visitor was not kind.

Soon, he realized something, strode forward and opened the door curtain roughly, the rollers rubbed against the slide rail rapidly, making a loud swishing sound.

There were seven blood-stained people lying on the medical bed. The old guys were as white as paper, covering their chest and abdomen with their hands, and stared at the ceiling blankly with their eyes open.

All are dilapidated after a bitter battle.

"It's rare in the world to be able to summon seven of you at the same time. The person fighting you is Yuzu Yujin?" Wujo Wu was expressionless, his mood became worse, and his tone became very bad, "That child was killed by you Killed? Where is the body? I will ask Nitro to recover it."

He clenched his fists tightly, and the door curtain made the sound of collapsing under his clenched force.

Wujo Gojo was talking about recovering the body of Yuzu Yuhito, but the ferocity emanating from him seemed to kill the higher-ups.

Just take this opportunity to kick them over, Gojo Satoru thought coldly, and then wrote in the report that they died of serious injuries.

Anger surged violently in his chest, but his mind turned to more practical and cold thoughts.

Gojo Satoru's knuckles cracked, and his stance gradually changed.

As a classmate with him and a good friend who has worked with him for many years, Jia Ruozi couldn't help but change her face, she knew that Gojo Satoru was going to get serious.

If you really do it in the school doctor's office, isn't that going to kill the high-level people?

"Wu, you misunderstood, they actually..."

As soon as the family entered the glass, a lively and cheerful female voice came from outside the door of the medical room.

"Miss Glass, I'm back! Can you open the door for me?"

The savior has come.

This thought flashed through Jia Ruozi's heart for no reason, and she raised her voice to respond to the person outside the door: "Here we come!"

Opening the door, there was a girl with pink and black hair holding a baking tray outside the door. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she smiled very pleasingly, which softened the strange feeling of the crescent moon scar under the corner of her eyes.

"I made some recovery biscuits for the old men, they had a hard day."

Entering the school doctor's room sideways, Knotaba Yuhito looked around, looking for a space where the baking tray could be placed.

The sleeves of her white shirt on both arms were rolled up to her elbows, and a plastic bag was hung at the elbow, containing chopsticks and plates.

Young and lively girls bring a joyful atmosphere as soon as they enter the room.

Gojo Satoru, who was exuding a ferocious aura, froze the movements of his hands.

"Youren..."

Gojo Satoru's aura eased, and he muttered in a very low voice.

The arrival of Yuzu Yuhito calmed Gojo Satoru, and he tapped the side of his head with his index finger, wondering why he would be very angry when he heard that a girl he had only met once was killed.

He has not experienced such a big emotional ups and downs for many years.

"Does Mr. Gojo eat biscuits?"

The girl's sweet and bright voice suddenly came very close to him, calling Gojo Satoru's attention back.

"No, I have something urgent to attend to now."

Subconsciously knowing that Noctua, Nanami and Wild Rose are waiting for treatment, Gojo Satoru refuses her invitation.

The tone is not strong, it can even be called soft tone.

Jia Ruozi couldn't help but cast a surprised look at the bad friend, when did he have such a good temper?

According to his personality, when he is in a bad mood, he is courted by others, at least he refuses coldly, and at the most serious, he mocks others and doesn't look at him.

Gojo Satoru didn't know the slander in his friend's heart, so he rubbed the pink head of Yuzu Yuhito with his palm very naturally.

Yuzu Yuhito followed the strength of his hand and lowered his head slightly, a little surprised and a little embarrassed.

Mr. Gojo's touch is very light, and she doesn't like it.

"Thank you, I'll eat it next time."

A group of screams floated across the barrage:

[I don’t know who to envy QAQ for a while]

[I'm envious that all the hosts meet are handsome men and beautiful women, and I also envy that handsome men have the opportunity to touch the host! ]

[Damn it, the host's hair looks so good, I'm so hungry! ]

[The anchor is so good, let strangers rua (trying to reach out)]

[I want to eat biscuits... I don't know what the biscuits with magic power taste like, will they be like strange beans? ]

Knotaba Yuhito answered the audience a little funny:

[The biscuits are used to revive the old grandpas.They have been repeatedly injured and treated by me many times, and they are prone to psychological problems.Mantra power is related to people's emotions. As long as I control the amount of mantra power accurately, I can make food with various emotional effects.The biscuits just made have the effect of calming emotions and relieving tension. ]

[Super power food? ]

[The anchor's ability is so homely. ]

[Go!Is the anchor's ability called a skillful technique?You fake fan→_→]

Knotweed Yuhito admitted: [Making food with special effects is a usage after the development of my technique. ]

While chatting with the audience, she divided the biscuits into the trays she brought and put them on the bedsides of seven middle-aged and elderly people, gently persuading them to eat a little.

Seeing that she was fine, Gojo Satoru put his mind on more important things.

"Glass, let's go."

Since the child he fancy is not dead, Gojo Satoru is not in a hurry to settle accounts with the higher-ups.

The first priority is the wounded.

Gotjo Satoru spoke quickly about the injuries of the three seriously injured: "They were all simply bandaged, but it didn't have much effect, and they had to be treated with reverse surgery."

Only then did Jia Ruozi understand why his complexion was so bad just now.

"Knotweed." She turned her head and said a request to the side listening to Knotweed Youren: "You can also reverse the spell, can you come and treat with me?"

"Very willing to!"

I heard that there are so many wounded people waiting to be rescued, even if they don't want to help, Knotweed Yujin will take the initiative to apply to join.

The three set off together.

After running for a few steps, Knotabagi Yuhito hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Miss Glass, how about I carry you there?"

She could tell that Jiaguozi was running with all his strength, but because he was not a combatant, Jiaguozi's physical fitness was relatively weak.

Jia Ruzi was taken aback, and when Yu Zhang Yuren said this, the school doctor with dark circles remembered the wonderful scene in the afternoon when the girl carried a few old men on her shoulders and walked like flying.

She didn't pretend to be evasive, and readily accepted the proposal of Knotride Yuhito: "It's troublesome."

"excuse me."

Yuzu Yujin stopped, supported Iunuri Glass's back, crossed her knees, and hugged her horizontally, with a smooth posture and a relaxed facial expression.

"Let's go."

Gojo Satoru felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and the two people who were by his side gradually moved away from his sight.

"Run so fast."

And he seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the college, and he didn't go wrong at all.

Unaware of what was going on in Gojo Satoru's mind behind him, Knotaba Yuhito took his family into the glass and quickly arrived at the stretcher of the three injured.

Jia Ruozi seriously checked the injuries for them one by one.

Yidizhi Jiegao was stabbed by a dagger, and Ye Mo Zhengdao's chest was pierced by a cross-shaped wound. The two were given first aid measures to stop the bleeding, but the results were not good.

The panda watching beside him saw her and shouted anxiously: "Glass!"

Next to the panda, Qihai suffered serious burns on the left half of her body, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was weak.

Newly enrolled first-year student Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei was breathing weakly and fell into a coma. Her left eye was bleeding profusely. Zenyuan Maki was constantly wiping the blood for her with cotton balls.

"Move them to a cool place! Pandas! Go to the school infirmary and bring the big medical kit, there's no time to slosh back to the infirmary! Knotweed! I'll sterilize their wounds. Once it's done, you'll use the reversal technique immediately! "

Jiajin Nitzi quickly issued an order, and at the same time quickly took out the scissors, cut open the shirt on the moth, and took out a bottle of disinfectant to prepare for debridement.

"Come, come!"

There was a buzzing sound in her ears, and what the rest of the people said was blurred by the sharp screams. Knotabagi Yujin staggered and moved with them. The wounds of the blond-haired man and the brown-haired woman kept circling in her mind, sad Her emotional tsunami hit her like a tsunami, making her want to retch.