In the school doctor's office, Jing Ji carefully helped Yingjiao put down the sweater he had pushed up, and followed the school doctor to the counter to get medicine.

Ying Jiao was in a good mood when she saw him busy arranging things for her. She felt that even the squat bedside tables in the school doctor's office were extremely cute.

He glanced at his phone. On the screen, group messages were refreshing continuously.

Yingjiao didn't want to provoke them anymore, but He Zong and the others were so ignorant that they kept trying to make their presence felt in front of him.

Yingjiao sighed as he typed, it was no wonder he was doing this.

[Jiao]: Not serious, just a minor injury.

He Zhou was immediately moved to tears.

His arrogant brother may be a bit coquettish, but his heart towards his brother is still sincere.

Minor injury? He doesn’t know him yet? How can a person who has a fever of 39 degrees and 88 degrees and refuses to go to the hospital go to the school infirmary for a minor injury?

Brother Jiao must have said this deliberately because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

He Zhou sniffed and was about to reply when a new message from Ying Jiao came over——

[Jiao]: It’s just that Jing Ci is worried and insists on letting me come, eh.

[Jiao]: I have no choice but to let him go.

[Jiao]: I advise you not to fall in love in the future.

[Jiao]: When you fall in love, while you gain happiness, you also lose your worries.

He Congee, Zheng Que, Peng Chengcheng: “………………”

He Zhou gritted his teeth, wishing he could poke himself a second before he died.

I’m so moved! Why didn’t you just throw this old gangster to death?!

He was so angry that his head was spinning, and he was about to put away his phone. Out of sight, out of mind, a new message came in from the group——

[Jiao]: Fortunately, I came to the school doctor’s office this time and found out that I was sick.

[Jiao]: A disease that will never get better.

He Zhou had already seen through his virtue, hehehe, but did not reply.

What disease? A disease?

Zheng Que, on the other hand, didn't remember to eat or fight, so he immediately answered the question——

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you okay? What's wrong with you?

Yingjiao was waiting for this sentence and replied immediately——

[Pride]: Strict control over one's wife.

He Porridge, Zheng Que, Peng Chengcheng: "……………………"

He Zhou turned around and gave Zheng Que a look: "I'll tell you to be mean!"

Zheng Que was beaten honestly, shook his head and sighed: "I'm not coquettish enough."

Peng Chengcheng coughed a few times and kicked He Zhou's stool. However, He Zhou and Zheng Que were so stimulated by Ying Jiao that they were already a little delirious and didn't even notice. They bumped into each other and complained: "

Yingjiao is a bitch!"

A male voice that seemed to be smiling but not smiling sounded in my ears: "What's wrong with Yingjiao?"

He Zhou didn't even look back and said, "I'm in the school doctor's office with Jing Ci!"

The male voice asked again: "What happened to him?"

He Zhou shouted impatiently: "Hep-control is strict! He says he has strict control of the wife! You keep asking..."

He Zhou raised his eyes, his voice stopped suddenly, and he stood up tremblingly: "Liu, Teacher Liu...?"
Chapter completed!