[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

Oriha Sakurana's eyes were tightly closed, even if Keigo Atobe called her, she turned a deaf ear and did not respond to external sounds.Lifeless looking like a corpse.

Atobe Keigo squatted down and patted her face: "Oriha, Oriha? Are you still awake?"

Ninomiya Daiji felt as if the strength in her bone marrow had been sucked out all of a sudden, she shrank behind Chiba Shiori little by little, tightly clutching the hem of the other's school uniform, a little nervous: "She won't be Die, I just pushed her..."

Chiba Shiori put her hands behind her back and squeezed her palms. Ninomiya Daiji felt the soft touch in her hands and gradually calmed down.

"Shizhi, you have to help me," she breathed unsteadily, and blew the thin fluff around Chiba Shizhi's ear: "You must also help me..."

"It'll be fine." Chiba Shiori didn't look at her, but Ninomiya Daiji flinched at the sweet voice: "People don't die so easily, relax, Daiji."

The girl's delicate wrist was held in his hand, and it could be broken without force. The blood vessels under the skin were purple-black, like horrible long worms embedded in the flesh.

If it weren't for feeling the weak and negligible pulsation by pressing the pulse, I'm afraid Keigo Atobe would really think that the other party is dead.He frowned and let go, and accidentally touched Zhiyu Sakurana's elbow, her body twitched violently, and slowly opened her eyes.

"pain."

Atobe Keigo was a little unresponsive: "Where does it hurt?"

Zhiyu Yingna's eyes moved down slightly, pointing at the elbow pressed by him: "It hurts here."

It was only then that Keigo Atobe realized that his arm was pressing on the person. It wasn't that he didn't notice it, but that his hand was as slender and stiff as a firewood stick, without any feminine softness, so he didn't realize it.

"Feel sorry."

Atobe Keigo quickly moved his arm away, seeing that she was struggling to speak, so he rolled up the sleeve of Oriha Sakurana's right hand without any explanation: "I'm sorry."

Zhiyu Yingna lay quietly, her eyes wandering in the air, as if she had no focus.

A piece of pale skin was exposed under the opened sleeve, which was bluish white, with a large lump of red pigment on it. The contrast between one red and one white was obvious, like a bright flower blooming suddenly on the snow. flower.

He looked back at Ninomiya Taiji, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his face unnaturally at Keigo Kamitobe's probing and condemning gaze.

Atobe Keigo asked, "Do you still have the strength to stand up?"

Only then did Zhiyu Yingna cast her wandering eyes on him, and after a pause, she replied: "No."

Atobe Keigo carefully avoided her arm that was hit, and picked up Oriha Sakura from the ground, but because of a wrong estimate of her weight, she jolted too hard.

He was a little surprised: "You..."

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing, I'll take you to the health room."

He couldn't help but weigh the girl in his arms, Zhiyu Sakura was really too thin, so light that it was frighteningly light, as if what he was holding was just an empty shell.

……

As soon as Atobe Keigo walked out of the classroom, there was an uproar. Everyone chatted about what happened just now, and from time to time commented on Chiba Ninomiya with a critical eye.

Shiori Chiba hesitated for a while, then took a few steps subconsciously, and then looked back at Dai Ji Ninomiya: "Let's go and have a look together, Sakurana is kind, if you apologize, she won't forgive you .”

Ninomiya Daiji seemed to have sand in her eyes, she stepped forward to hold Chiba Shiori's hand actively, as if she wanted to draw heat from it, a bitter smile appeared on her face, her mouth opened, and finally said what she wanted to say Swallowed it back.

Forgive that kind of thing, she doesn't need it, and she won't give it.

***

Hyotei’s health care room can be called a small hospital. The wards are classified and fully equipped. There are even large-scale examination machines such as CT. All the equipment and instruments are provided by the hospitals under Ninzuzu. Those who are released are all experts who can stand on their own.

Atobe Keigo knocked on the door with one hand free: "New teacher, I am Atobe Keigo."

The door opened, and before the elegant man with glasses had time to greet him, he hurried to help: "Come in."

He signaled Atobu Jingwu to put the person flat on the bed, and asked routinely: "Atobu-san, what's wrong with her?"

"she……"

Before the words were finished, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Chiba Shizhi came in: "Teacher, can we come in?"

Atobe Keigo said: "The fewer people in the ward, the better, so as not to affect the doctor's diagnosis and treatment. You should go outside and wait."

Xinde Zhiming nodded: "That's the truth."

Chiba Shizhi exited the door according to her words: "Then Sakurana will trouble the new teacher, we will wait outside, if you need help, just call us."

She waited stubbornly until the two said hello before she closed the door.

Shinde Zhiming picked up the stethoscope: "This..."

"Oriha Sakurana," Atobe Keigo knew she was clearly awake when he saw the rolling eyes under his eyelids: "Since you are awake, try your best to cooperate with the doctor's treatment."

Compared with his usual cynicism, his current attitude can be called gentle. Oriha Sakura was lying flat on the bed, her thin and white face shrouded in the sunlight, she turned her head when she heard the words, half of her face was cast in a high-gloss shadow.

She stared at the stethoscope in Xinchu Zhiming's hand, and shook her head slowly: "Thank you, but I'm fine and don't need treatment."

Those who were sick said they were not sick, Keigo Atobe sneered: "How old are you?"

"I'm really not sick."

After making troubles, he ordered in a cold voice: "You'd better cooperate obediently, I don't have much free time to accompany you to do foreign work here."

Shinde Tomoaki said seriously, "Don't be afraid."

Atobe Keigo walked to the bed, folded his arms and looked down at her: "Hey, I said Zhiyu, are you afraid of doctors?"

"Then you come," Oriha Sakurana closed her eyes, looking at Keigo Atobe with a fearless look, "I'm ready."

Shinide Chiaki put the stethoscope earpiece on her heart through a thin layer of shirt and subcutaneous fat. He frowned, picked up the earpiece and pressed it to his heart, his face was a little pale.

Keigo Atobe asked, "What's wrong?"

It was a bit unbelievable, Shinde Tomoaki gathered himself together: "I didn't hear the heartbeat, probably the stethoscope is broken, I'll go and change it."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly froze.The hand holding the stethoscope was still raised in mid-air, the whole figure was like a sculpture, but also like a specimen, with the expression of the last moment intact.

Atobe Keigo still held his hands in front of his chest, his expression looked a little arrogant, his brows were raised like sharp arrows, and his eyes were as defiant as ever.

Oriha Sakurana who was lying on the bed opened her eyes.

She sat up, and her movements were as slow as frames of pictures.Standing on the bed, this body is less than 1.6 meters tall. Even with this little supplement, it is only a head taller than the 1.8-meter Keigo Atobe.

The thin skinny hand climbed up the very important face that Keigo Atobe looked at, walked down the neck, and finally stopped at his left chest, around the position of the heart, Sakura Sakura slowly Draw a circle slowly.

A transparent thread floated out from his chest, briefly twirled in the air, wrapped around the ring finger of her left hand, and slowly melted into the skin.

Atobe Keigo felt as if he had a dream.

He couldn't remember what happened in the dream. After waking up from the dream, he happened to see Shinde Chiaki holding a new stethoscope to listen to Oraha Sakurana's heart sounds.

Hey, hey, hey.

He seemed to hear her heartbeat, and clearly felt that it was the frequency coming from his chest.

"The heartbeat is strong."

Shinide Tomoaki breathed a sigh of relief, half puzzled and half relieved.