Milk dog school bully slaps the face every day

The run is not over yet, and the infirmary is very quiet. The female school doctor who is over forty years old is lazily leaning on a soft chair, kneading melon seeds and watching dramas. When she saw the two coming in, she raised her eyelids and asked casually: " What kind of medicine do you take?"

"Hand scratched." Jiang Li said quickly.

"Go and sit there." The female school doctor continued to knock the melon seeds, and glanced at the hospital bed next to her.

Ning Zhen helped Jiang Li sit down beside the hospital bed, frowned and asked, "Did you knock your leg too?"

Jiang Li pursed his lips, and said awkwardly: "Just a little bit, it's fine."

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Ning Zhen got a headache, and turned to see the female school doctor, only to find that he was still sitting on a soft chair watching TV dramas.

Ning Zhen's face darkened immediately, walked over, and said coldly: "Give him medicine."

The female school doctor was frightened by Ning Zhen's fierce aura, she shook her hands, sprinkled melon seeds in her arms, stood up with her mouth curled up, and said dissatisfiedly: "Go, go, go here, what's the rush? Why don't you just break it a little bit?" Erpi, just wash it in the pool, now the children are the little emperors of the family, so delicate."

Ning Zhen stared at the female school doctor with a gloomy expression, without saying a word, but there seemed to be a storm in her eyes. The female school doctor was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak anymore, and hurriedly took alcohol iodine cotton swabs and other things to the river. Next to Li.

"Hold out your hand." The female school doctor unscrewed the alcohol cap and said angrily.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand tremblingly, and bit his lower lip tightly, preventing himself from being too embarrassing by screaming in pain.

Ning Zhen stood aside and watched with a cold face. Jiang Li was coquettish and afraid of pain since he was a child.

The female school doctor was overwhelmed by a high school student, felt resentment in her heart, and had little patience with Jiang Li, so she was about to pour alcohol directly on the red wound on Jiang Li's palm.

Ning Zhen kept staring at Jiang Li's hand, and at the moment when the female school doctor poured it down, she quickly reached out and pulled Jiang Li's hand in front of her, half a bottle of alcohol instantly poured down on Jiang Li's lap.

"Ah—it hurts—"

Alcohol seeped into the trousers and landed on the knees, and the wound on the knees felt dense tingling instantly, Jiang Li's eyes were reddened instantly, tears swirled in the eyes, and he bit his lower lip tightly to hold back.

Ning Zhen shot cold eyes at the female school doctor, her face was gloomy, and her whole body exuded the aura of a storm.

The female school doctor saw his expression and panicked. The villain complained first and said: "What are you doing? I'm washing his wound? The wound is full of debris, what can I do if I don't wash it out?"

"Get out!" Ning Zhen growled sharply.

The female school doctor put the remaining half bottle of alcohol aside, and said angrily, "Apply the medicine yourself, remember to come and pay later!"

After a while, the voice of the female school doctor eating melon seeds and chasing dramas sounded again in the infirmary.

Jiang Li looked up at Ning Zhen with red eyes, his wrist was still being held by the other party.

"Go out, I'll just apply the medicine myself." Jiang Li pouted and said firmly.

He was afraid that he would cry in pain after taking the medicine. How could the No. [-] tyrant show weakness in front of his rival, and he was still the person he liked, so what if he cried ugly? Ning Zhen already disliked him very much.

"Shut up." Ning Zhen was in a bad mood, said in a cold voice, let go of Jiang Li's wrist, squatted down in front of him, and carefully rolled up Jiang Li's trouser legs.

The fabric of the trousers rubbed against the wound on his knee, Jiang Li's calf subconsciously twitched back, and looked at Ning Zhen warily.

Ning Zhen slowed down again, and gently pulled his trouser legs up to his thighs, revealing his long white legs and miserable knees.

The bright red skinned knees were particularly glaring against the white and slender calves. Ning Zhen's eyes darkened, and unknown emotions were hidden in the deep, dark eyes.

"Pass me the alcohol, and I'll do it myself." Jiang Li looked at Ning Zhen's gloomy face, fearing that he would take advantage of others to punish him, so he said hastily.

Ignoring Jiang Li's request, Ning Zhen took iodophor, poured it into the bottle cap, dipped the iodophor with a cotton swab, and carefully rubbed the medicine against the edge of Jiang Li's knee wound. Dare to strike too hard.

There was a cool tingling sensation on his knee, but Jiang Li suddenly ignored the tingling pain, and could only feel the gentleness of the cotton swab rubbing against the wound.

After treating the knee, Ning Zhen stood up, frowned and stared at Jiang Li's appalling palm, changed the cotton swab, and disinfected it with alcohol.

Worried that using force would hurt Jiang Li, Ning Zhen hunched his back and lowered his head the whole time, and carefully cleaned it for 10 minutes before finishing it.

When iodophor was applied, Jiang Li stretched out his intact right hand, grabbed the cotton swab and said, "I'll do it myself."

Ning Zhen kept helping him, and he couldn't help but misunderstand.

Jiang Li was afraid that he would do something embarrassing if he misunderstood Ning Zhen's intentions. He had to remind himself all the time that Jiang Li and Ning Zhen were rivals, and it was wrong for them to get along so harmoniously.

Seeing the persistence in Jiang Li's eyes, Ning Zhen turned cold and gave him the cotton swab.

However, Jiang Li didn't have much experience in treating wounds by himself, so he did not do anything light or heavy. After the cotton swab was stained with iodophor, he immediately poked it at the wound.

"Hiss—" Jiang Li burst into tears in pain, and his lower lip was bitten.

"Stupid." Ning Zhen was so angry that his chest was tight, he grabbed Jiang Li's cotton swab, took his injured left hand, and carefully applied the medicine.

Seeing Ning Zhen's earnest and nervous appearance, Jiang Li curled his lips and said stiffly: "It's just not convenient for me, don't think that if you help me once, I will be reconciled with you as before. If you didn't drag me, I would I won't lie on top of you and rub my hands."

Ning Zhen raised his eyelids, gave Jiang Li a cold look, and then ran over the edge of the wound with a cotton swab.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it's murder." Jiang Li yelled anxiously, and two golden peas fell out of his eyes.

Ning Zhen seemed to have thought of something he didn't want to recall, and said indifferently, "Dirty."

Jiang Li raised his right hand, wiped the tears off his face with the back of his hand, looked at Ning Zhen with red rabbit eyes in disbelief and asked, "You say I'm dirty?"

Ning Zhen got up and threw the cotton swab into the trash can, cleaned up the scattered medicine bottles, and said coldly, "Go and pay for the medicine."

"No, you have to make it clear, who is dirty? Why am I dirty?" Jiang Li said insistently.

Ning Zhen packed up the medicine bag, threw it into Jiang Li's arms, put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked out.

Jiang Li hurried to the female school doctor to pay the money, chased him out, and grabbed Ning Zhen's arm to prevent him from leaving: "Even if you help me treat the wound, you can't maliciously slander me."

Ning Zhen took a deep breath, looked down at Jiang Li, who was half a head shorter than himself, stretched out his hand and poked his shoulder, and said coldly: "Who is lying in front of you, think for yourself."

After speaking, he walked away indifferently.