People are teaching, and Yang Nai at the same table

In this way, Baoquan gradually lost consciousness in a little bit of blood.

Chapter 346 You call this a minor injury?

The beating lasted about 10 minutes.

When Wu Yi lowered his fist, Baoquan lying on the ground with his twisted left arm was completely silent.

Of course, he wasn't directly beaten to death, but simply lost consciousness.

In fact, Wu Yi took off his sunglasses so that he could see more clearly in the night, so as to ensure that a certain punch would not hit the wrong place and directly punch the opponent's internal organs, and at the same time, he could beat him into pieces pig head.

"Phew, it's been a long time since I hit someone so directly. It's really more interesting than hitting a sandbag."

Throwing Baoquan Kazuomi who rolled his eyes aside like trash, Wu Yi clapped his hands as if he was done.

He turned around and looked at Nanase Tsubasa who had his back to the light and his face was indifferent.

"Why, I witnessed my classmates being beaten like this, but you don't seem surprised or panicked at all?"

"Surprise? Panic? Why should I show that emotion?"

Nanase Tsubasa spoke expressionlessly, as if she didn't care about Baoquan being beaten at all.

And I don’t know why, although I used to normally use the female “I (watashi)” to refer to myself, but now I changed to a male tone and called myself “Xiaosheng (boku)”.

"Baoquan's failure can be predicted... No, it should be said that as long as the rumors are not wrong, it is inevitable that things will become like this."

"Oh, it looks like you know me well."

Wu Yi rubbed his forehead with interest on the part of his wrist that was not stained with blood.

"And what's the matter with your way of saying it, is it a split personality?"

"It's nothing, it's not important." Nanase Tsubasa said coldly.

"Okay, then I won't ask."

Wu Yi very understandingly skipped the question that the other party was unwilling to answer.

"So, you were sent by Atsuko Ayanokouji?"

"..."

Nanase Tsubasa didn't speak, but the moment she heard the name, her eyes changed suddenly, and a monstrous hatred radiated from her whole body.

Oh, it looks like I stepped on a minefield.

Wu Yi raised his eyebrows and changed the question.

"Aren't you from the white room?"

"……no."

The blond girl, whose aura suddenly changed as if her teeth were pressed against steel, said each word in a low voice.

"My purpose is only one, and that is to get Ayanokōji Kiyotaka back to the white room."

"Oh?"

Wu Yi was rarely able to understand.

Looking at the other party's appearance, it is obvious that he has an enmity with Ayanokouji Atsuomi, and he is not a person in the white room, but he is with the people in the white room. The purpose of both parties is to bring Ayanokouji Kiyotaka back from this school.

It's too weird.

Forget it, since you can't figure it out, don't worry about it.

Too lazy to continue wasting time on this topic, Wu Yi kicked Baoquan who was paralyzed on the ground as if dead, and changed the subject with a bit of a twist.

"By the way, what does this guy say, can you handle it by yourself?"

"Don't worry, I will call immediately and let Teacher Sima handle it."

Nanase Tsubasa didn't even bother to look at Baoquan, so she took out her cell phone and prepared to make a call.

Wu Yi shrugged to show that you were free, glanced at the wound on his arm that was still blowing in the night wind even though the bleeding had stopped, and turned to Arisu Sakayanagi who had been silent all this time.

"Well... Arisu, there shouldn't be anything like a medicine box in your room."

"Unfortunately, not really."

The silver-haired girl stretched out her arms and said she was helpless.

"I thought I wouldn't need it, but it seems that I really need to prepare some in the future."

"Well, that's not necessary. After all, I thought I wouldn't need it. This time it's just an emergency. Even if I prepare it, I probably won't need it later." Wu Yi didn't care.

"It's better not to use it."

Arisu Sakayanagi slightly accentuated his tone.

Since she lived in Wu Zhili for quite a long time since she was a child, she has a relatively good understanding of Wu Yi's physique, knowing that this kind of injury is nothing at all, not even a flesh injury.

But if you know it, you know it, and you will still feel distressed.

"What now?"

"This is..."

Wu Yi pondered for a while.

It must be too conspicuous to go to the shopping mall to buy medicines in this state. As for going to the infirmary, it is not impossible, but it will definitely attract the attention of the school, and then it will be very troublesome.

Besides, if you look for Kikyo...well, Kikyo might not have a medicine box, but there will be a lot of trouble explaining and guaranteeing it.

After thinking for a while, a small light bulb seemed to light up above Wu Yi's head, and he tapped his palm lightly.

"Ah, I seem to know who to turn to. I'll take you back to the dormitory first, Youxi later... Uh, I mean go back to my dormitory. If you're hungry, you can order takeaway first. I'll be back after I've bandaged you."

"okay."

……

A moment later, the faculty and staff dormitory was downstairs, and the light in the hall on the first floor was printed on the stone steps outside the door through the glass door.

The female teacher who had already taken a shower was dressed in casual clothes and put on a coat, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass wall by the door and waiting quietly. A trash can with its own ashtray was at hand, and a little fire lingered at her fingertips.

Chabashira Sae picked up the cigarette and took a puff as usual. Just as she was about to spit it out, there was a rhythmic knock on the door through the glass door.

dong dong dong.

Chabashira Sae immediately turned his head and glanced outside the door.

Sure enough, it was Wu Yi. It was only the beginning of April, but this guy was only wearing a shirt, and hung his school uniform jacket on his forearm as if it was very hot, like a towel on the hand of a waiter in a restaurant. One hand was in his pocket, and he kicked even the knock on the door.

As for why they knocked on the door, it was because they couldn't get in. Just like students of each grade could not go to the dormitory of other grades, the dormitory of the teaching staff also had a gate.

Therefore, it is not only necessary to enter the room, but also to swipe the access control card to enter the dormitory building.

"You have to kick even to knock on the door, how lazy are you..."

After casually pinching out the cigarettes in the ashtray of the trash can, Sae Chabashira pressed the unlock switch on the inside of the door with his other hand, and even though he was complaining, he still opened the door for Wu Yi.

"Also, what happened to the things you asked me to prepare on the phone just now? There are bandages, alcohol, and needles and threads. Where did you get injured?"

"Well, it is."

Wu Yi entered the door and tilted his head to look left and right at Chazhu Zuozhi's feet.

"So, teacher, what did you prepare?"

"In the room, there are too many to take down, if you want to use it, go directly to

Use it in my room. "

While talking, Chazhu Sae also looked at Wu Yi repeatedly.

"And you haven't answered me yet, where is the injury? Is it serious?"

"It's okay, just a little injury."

Wu Yi said lightly, and then raised his elbow slightly under the eyes of the female teacher's pupils, revealing a small part of his sleeve that was completely stained red with blood.

Chapter 347 Innocent Tea Pillar~

Turning the angle of view, the teacher and staff dormitory is on the fifth floor, in a female single dormitory bedroom.

The sound of rushing water came from the shower room, it was Wu Yi cleaning the wound.

It's just that his cleaning method is quite wild, simply pouring the shower head directly on his arm, without even taking off his shirt, and washing the wound with his clothes.

The warm tap water mixed with traces of dark red dripped to the ground along the direction of the arm's drooping, and then got into the floor drain and flowed into the sewer.

The reason for doing this is not because the wet body is more handsome, but it has been a while since the blood stained the shirt. If you don't pour some water on it, it will be difficult to wash the blood when it dries.

Although I don't think about wearing this shirt again in the future, it will be troublesome if I just throw it in the trash can with blood stains in case it is seen.

As for hiding in the dormitory closet...then it needs to be cleaned even more.

Otherwise, one day Kikyo had a whim to clean up and found a brown blood-stained shirt with sleeves from the bottom of the press box.

In contrast, it is more reliable to wash and fold it up and never wear it again, and it is more reliable to say that it was accidentally scratched when asked.

At the door of the shower room, Sae Chabashiru leaned against the door frame, folded his hands across his chest, and quietly watched the situation inside.

"What's the matter with the wound on your arm? How did it look like this?"

"Well, I had a little fight with someone. The other party pointed a knife at me and made me a little nervous, so I accidentally hit it a little harder."

Wu Yi casually showed his half-washed hands to the female teacher at the door.

The hands that were still bloody before had been washed clean, not to mention wounds, not even broken skin.

The only wound was the one directly under the forearm.

"Of course, the opponent made the first move. I was just defending myself."

Wu Yi added a disclaimer.

However, Chabashira Sae just shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter about that kind of thing, come out as soon as you finish washing, I'll prepare the medicine and needlework for you."

After she finished speaking, she walked away from the door.

When Wu Yi turned off the water valve and came out of the bathroom, Saeji Chabashi in the bedroom was sitting at the desk. All kinds of iodine penicillin, needles and threads for disinfection were ready on the table, and there was a bottle that he didn't know what it was. What a little ointment.

"Come here, I'll help you deal with it."

Chabashira Sae pointed at the other chair beside the table as a gesture.

"Oh no, I can handle it myself."

Wu Yi walked over and sat down, and before the female teacher could do anything, he picked up the medicine on the table and skillfully applied it to the wound.

The posture is similar to that of a roadside barbecue chef brushing oil and seasoning on skewers.

It was only at this time that Chazhu Sae noticed how deep the wound on his arm was, and the deepest part could almost fit half of his knuckles.

Disinfection and application of medicine are done in one go, probably in less than 1 minute.

Next, it's time to sew.

Wu Yi thought for a while, changed his posture, bent his elbows, and locked his wrists with his neck.

Because before this, he always pinned his arms together, but the distance was too far, and the angle was not very convenient to adjust. There was no problem with just applying the medicine, but the stitching was a bit laborious.

"Wait a minute, if you can't do this, the wound will burst open."

Seeing Wu Yi picked up the needle and thread and was about to sew, Chabashira Sae interrupted him with a frown.

"Give me the needle and thread, and I'll help you."

"Break apart? How could it be?"

While speaking, Wu Yi had already stabbed it with a needle, pierced the skin and picked the flesh from one side to the other, and then pulled with a little force, the wound that was slightly stretched by the internal pressure due to the change in posture was forcibly closed .

Such an almost masochistic stitching method made Chabashira Sae gasp.

Does he not hurt?

"Stop...stop, I'll sew for you."

"No, it's fine."