Himemoto's interpretation

Zhang Yuqing shut the two of them in a semi-enclosed compartment, and squatted across the urinal and asked angrily, "Have you taken off the jewelry?"

"What?" Xingqi pretended to be stupid.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuqing grabbed her left hand, opened her sleeve and took the bracelet, "These two."

Xingqi's heart sank, and she tried to reason with her, "Sister Yuqing, this is not jewelry."

Zhang Yuqing glared at her, "Sister Xiaoqi, don't make it difficult for my sister, it's not stretching if you get caught by the teaching assistant."

After speaking, he grabbed the two bracelets with his hands.

Xingqi understood——

Teacher Xia probably heard the conversation that Zhang Yuqing asked her to pick up the bracelet at noon through her own means.

Memory bracelets are the lifeblood of amnesia patients.

The lifeblood was removed and thrown into the sewer in front of her. Xingqi wanted to pull herself together but followed Zhang Yuqing to the iron net gate in a daze.

"As usual, I'll wait for you here in a while."

Xingqi replied lazily: "Thank you, sister Yuqing, for your hard work, sister Yuqing, and see you again."

Walk to the front of the infirmary building by myself, straighten up, knock on the door, and sign up.

Hearing a rough voice shouting "Come in" from inside, Xingqi pushed the door open and went in.

Before I got to the living room, I heard a familiar voice that was soft and bossy, "Doctor Wang, my shoulder hurts, help me squeeze it. After standing for a whole day, this bench is too hard, so there is no waist pad?"

Teacher Xia, who had been away for less than half an hour, was hanging on the IV in her right hand, and a small bench was placed behind her as a backrest. She sat on the edge of the camp bed with her legs crossed. Looking at her posture, she thought she was lying on a soft and leather sofa at home. Xingqi was stunned at the door, I don't know whether to advance or retreat.

Then, Dr. Wang got two big eyes, "New student, why don't you hurry up and give Teacher Xia a shoulder squeeze?"

Xingqi hurried over.

"Then what, Mr. Xia, what do you have to tell the students? Give me your menu, and I'll call the logistics to ask them to cook for you tomorrow."

Teacher Xia fumbled and took out a neatly stacked piece of paper from his coat pocket, and told Dr. Wang's back: "Remember to remind logistics that the ingredients must be fresh, the beef must be airlifted from Australia, and the vegetables must be green..."

Dr. Wang rolled his eyes to the ceiling, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: The school hired well-known success tutors as a gimmick, and all the recruited were marketing "masters" with zombie fans on Weibo. The white paper published by the school is bragging.The young man surnamed Xia doesn’t know where his face came from. He really thinks of himself as a big boss. If he doesn’t bother to look at her at noon, it’s fine. Now he’s hanging salt water and letting her serve the front and back. What about Australian air transport, eating crazy beef? Bar!

Dr. Wang slammed the door to show his disdain.

Xingqi thumped Teacher Xia's back and shoulders earnestly, and when the sound of Dr. Wang's footsteps came to her inside, she tapped the back of Teacher Xia's hand, leaned over and asked, "You..."

"Physiological saline." Teacher Xia shook his right hand, "It's okay."

"Ah."

Xingqi pulled up her cuff intentionally or unintentionally, showing her her bare wrist.

Teacher Xia hooked her hands and motioned for her to come forward, "Are you afraid?"

Xingqi nodded.

Without a mobile phone or a bracelet, she dared not take the risk of taking notes, as she was not sure how long the memory would last.

"Remember who I am?"

"Xia..." Xingqi's eyes wandered, "Teacher?"

Seeing Teacher Xia's eyes turned cold, and her breathing seemed to be stagnant, she hurriedly made up for it, and mouthed out with a smile: detective.

With a cold face, the detective hooked Xingqi's back neck with his left hand, and pulled her in front of her. The distance between the tip of their noses was no more than five centimeters.

Xingqi felt that something was wrong with the detective at the moment, her eyes were too wet, as if water had accumulated.

"Xia Yan."

Hearing the detective pronounce these two words aloud, Xingqi's eyes blurred and she closed her eyes subconsciously.Immediately afterwards, something pried open the jaws, first a smooth jelly-like smooth object searched around the mouth, and then bit the tongue hard.

"It doesn't matter if you forget anything else, just remember this name."

Xingqi heard low gasps and heard the detective's hoarse voice.

"This is the first time I've met you. My name is Xia Yan."