I'm not really a magician

I suffered a bit.

At this time, her knees were still faintly aching from the shock of the jump, and her tone of voice became much colder.

"Is it because I don't understand or my ears are out of order, you have to give me a reason?" Ji Jiang looked at the few people in front of him indifferently, and rubbed his wrists: "Who will speak first?"

"Student Kuchiki, don't worry..." Shunping shouted at Ji Jiang in a panic, but was interrupted by Ji Jiang.

"Are you ordering me?"

Although it was a question, the tone of her words already indicated that she would not accept an answer other than negative.

Smiling on the podium, curling up her slender fingers, listening carefully with her cheeks propped up, smiling blissfully surrounded by classmates, and dignified as if walking out of a picture scroll, the classic beauties are solidified in memory. a pattern on a brittle piece of glass, and—

boom--

The boy who kept beating him just now was stomped on his back by the slender classmate Ji Jiang and couldn't move.

Ji Jiang lowered his head to look at the classmate, and there was a faint smile on his face like a flower blooming on the podium, but his voice was like a voice from hell: "Reason?"

There was a crisp sound.

Ji Jiang raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice.The gray in Junpei's gray progress bar seemed to have suddenly weathered into gray, gradually disappearing and becoming transparent.

Junping's heart was beating violently, as if a strong wind was blowing on the flat ground, the sound of violent wind and heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and he stared blankly at Ji Jiang in front of him.

Glass, broken.

Appearance is destroyed.

7. Chapter 7

Junpei sat blankly by the low wall, watching his new classmate dismiss those three annoying guys and walk into him step by step.

"Are you okay, Yoshino-san?"

Ji Jiang stopped at a relatively long distance, hesitated for a while, and stretched out his hand to the new classmate: "Do you still have the strength?"

The seemingly soft and white hand was in front of his eyes, as if glowing softly under the blazing sunlight.

Junpei looked at it for a while, propped his body with his hands and forced himself to stand up against the wall behind him, and for some reason averted his gaze.

"I'm fine, Kuchiki-san. Just now, thank you..." The young man looked at the brick and stone road at Ji Jiang's feet, wondering what he should say, when he heard a tiny tick.

A drop of blood fell.

Junping couldn't help looking upwards, and saw the crimson bloodline winding down Ji Jiang's arm that he withdrew after he stood up.

Junpei remembered the baseball bat that the three of them threw at Ji Jiang in panic just now.

Although the club was broken, the broken section still brushed Ji Jiang's arm blocking the stick, probably because of the injury at that time.

"Ah, I'm injured." Ji Jiang followed Junping's gaze and looked at his hand. After realizing that Yikui was injured, he suddenly regretted letting the three of them go too easily.

The prosthetic skeleton is like clothes. Although it reproduces 100% of the senses, Ji Jiang is still a little unskilled in using the prosthetic skeleton, and has not fully wrapped the prosthetic skeleton with spiritual power for protection.

Compared with the injuries she had suffered before, Yihu's injuries were even more innocuous, she didn't feel anything, it was like a thread in an inconspicuous part of the clothes would not be noticed by her.

It's just that this dress is too expensive, it's time for them to compensate her for the loss.

Speaking of which, will Yoshiku bleed too?Is this real blood?

Thinking of this, Ji Jiang couldn't help but smeared a little blood on his arm with his fingers, and tried it on his lips.

Sweet.Kind of like... strawberry juice?

Oops, I want to eat strawberries.

But the fruit is so expensive, and it's not the season for strawberries yet.

But since it is a righteous skeleton, the injury can be healed with spiritual power after returning...

"What are you doing!" It was Shunping's roar that interrupted Ji Jiang's thinking that was getting more and more deviated.

Ji Jiang looked puzzled at the back table who had struggled to stand up just now. Seeing the boy staggering into him, the anger on his face was undisguised, and he clasped the wrist of his other hand. To pull her away.

"Wait, Yoshino-san?" Ji Jiang was dragged two steps away in a daze, and then grabbed Junpei's wrist, "What's wrong?"

Shunping turned his head to look at Ji Jiang, his lips were tightly pressed together: "You are hurt."

"I know." Ji Jiang blinked, feeling that the hand clasping his wrist was getting stronger, and he became more and more puzzled.

Isn't this an obvious fact?

"Go to the health room to treat the wound." Junping seemed unbearable, stopped talking, and pulled Ji Jiang to the direction of the health room again.

This is worth it!What if the abnormality of Yikui is discovered!

Ji Jiang was taken aback and flustered: "Huh? Wait, there's no need, I'll just go back and deal with it myself... Yoshino-san? Yoshino-san, did you hear that?"

……

In the health care room, the school doctor who hid his blue pupils behind his glasses looked at the two embarrassed students in front of him. He was about to treat the wound of the girl who looked more serious, but the girl took a step back holding her bleeding arm: "Teacher, Yoshino-san almost couldn't stand up just now, please show him first."

Junpei quickly shook his head: "No..."

"He has been attacked on his chest and abdomen just now. Although this kind of injury is not visible on the surface, it is easy to cause problems. Let the teacher check it first."

Ji Jiang ruthlessly pushed the blame on Junping, leaving him to face the school doctor alone: ​​"My injury is not serious, I can handle it myself."

Facing the girl with a face of resistance, the school doctor nodded helplessly: "Then I will check Yoshino-san first, and Kuchiki-san will treat the wound here. I will see Kuchiki-san's injury after watching Yoshino-san?"

"No problem, Mr. Yoshino is fine if he wants to come." Ji Jiang simply answered the school doctor on behalf of the back desk.Then, looking at Junpei's face, he hesitated to speak and asked, "What's the matter, Yoshino-san?"

"Is it okay to treat it alone, Kuchiki-san?" Junpei opened his mouth and asked while the school doctor was going to get the medicine box for the wound.

Ji Jiang didn't feel how strange his behavior was at all, and said confidently: "Of course it's okay, I'm very experienced."

Junpei's expression froze for a moment.

"What is very experienced?" The school doctor who came out with the medicine box just heard this sentence, and asked in a gentle tone.

"Treating wounds, I fight very hard." Ji Jiang replied indifferently, and Junping's expression became more tangled when he heard it.

"Is that so?" The school doctor's expression didn't change at all, as if what Ji Jiang said just now was an ordinary student who said that he would have an exam next week, and he put the medicine box on the table: "Then I don't worry, Kuchiki Classmates, remember to clean up the wound before applying medicine. Classmate Shunping, come with me first."

Sitting on a chair, Ji Jiang watched the school doctor take Junping to the bed and close the curtain, and then began to fiddle with the medicine box on the table.

None of the drugs commonly used in the soul world, she has never used them.

After confirming that there was no monitoring in the health care room, Ji Jiang cleaned up the wound first, picked out the wooden thorns embedded in the skin, and then used spiritual power to repair Yikui's wound, and then took the medicine from the medicine box and randomly rubbed it on the wounded body just now. Place, and finally wrapped with gauze.

Perfect solution.

After finishing all this, Ji Jiang put the things back in their original places, looked at the messages sent to her by the temporary housekeeping staff hired by the school board members on the mobile phone, and sat on a chair to edit the emails.

【Master Ji Jiang, do you have any food that you should not eat? I am going to prepare dinner for you.Also, when will you be back? 】

unpalatable.

Something happened at school, and I'm still in the health room, so I'll come back later so as not to delay the funeral at night.

After returning, Ji Jiang once again lamented how rich the school board members are—yes, the temporary housekeeper he invited was also the god of death who succumbed to the money of the school board members.

After all, they are not human beings, and there will definitely be abnormalities in the place where they live. If they hire real humans, it may cause trouble. Compared with domestic sales, it is safer.

The phone vibrated, and the message from the housekeeping team was afraid to overflow the screen: Mr. Ji Jiang, did you hurt someone!Are you all right?Do I need to pay for medical expenses?

Looking at the content on the screen, Ji Jiang couldn't help but fell into doubt.

Why!Why was she cute, hardworking and as poor as her, the first reaction of the team members was that she hit someone?Couldn't it be her who did a good deed and sent her classmates to the health room!

Ji Jiang only replied "no" and took back the phone indignantly, waiting for Shunping on the other side to finish checking, and then heard the conversation between the school doctor and Shunping on the other side.

"Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you, then I'll ask you how you feel, you just need to answer me truthfully, okay?"

"Ah."

"How does it feel here? Is there pain?"

"There are some." Along with the gasping voice, Junpei's voice came out, "Are you a new teacher?"

"Which kind of pain?" The school doctor continued to ask, explaining his identity by the way, "I am a classmate with Ms. Inoue who is on duty today. Something happened to her family. I will come to substitute class, but don't worry about my professional level. He is also the school doctor of Mihua Town Tedan High School."

"A new teacher?" Junpei asked, probably seeing the other party's name tag.

"You can call me that, but it's better for Yoshino-san to answer my question first. What kind of pain is this now? Can you describe it in detail?"

Ji Jiang, who was sitting outside with his head propped up and waiting for someone, froze.

Just now, she was so focused on avoiding the wound treatment, she didn't pay attention to the school doctor's name and the progress bar, but quickly scanned the name tag on the other's chest.

But without a doubt,