The host is charming and charming

Chapter 119 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (3)

He lowered his eyes slightly, feeling more and more bored in his heart.

After a long wait, it's finally over.

Song Yan swore to himself that next time Xia Yu said something, he would be a model again.

After two games, I was more tired than the intensive training in the swimming pool.

Swimming can stimulate the boiling blood in his body, and there is endless satisfaction after exhaustion.

And being a model is simply the most boring thing in the world.

At this time, a girl next to him walked past him without looking sideways.

Song Yan paused, and looked at Zhaoge who was slowly passing him.

Zhaoge flipped through the folder with one hand, and was on the phone with the other hand, all his attention was on the documents in his hand.

It happened that at the corner in front of him, a boy was carrying a long wooden frame on his shoulders. He stopped suddenly while walking, and turned around to talk to someone.

When he turned around, the tail of the wooden frame hit Zhaoge straight.

Seeing that Zhaoge's head was about to bump into it, a deep male voice came from behind: "Be careful!"

Zhaoge looked up, and the wooden frame was right in front of him.

She stepped back subconsciously, stepped on Song Yan's foot in a panic, and then tripped.

The document fell out of his hand, Zhaoge exclaimed, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

I thought I was going to fall in embarrassment, but suddenly a strong hand grabbed my waist, stabilizing her falling figure.

The boy carrying the wooden frame panicked and turned his head to look back. At the very moment, Song Yan raised his hand to block it.

The pungent feeling invaded his arm instantly, he frowned slightly, and helped Zhaoge up.

After Zhaoge stood firm, he hurriedly said, "Thank you, are you okay?"

"fine."

The boy carrying the wooden frame turned pale, and hurriedly put down the wooden frame and ran over, "I'm really sorry, two classmates. Are you all right?"

Song Yan glanced at him nonchalantly, "Be careful next time."

"It's all my fault. I was too busy talking just now. I'm really sorry."

Zhaoge said warmly: "It's okay, you can go."

The beauty took the initiative to step down the steps. The boy blushed slightly and apologized repeatedly before leaving.

Zhao Ge wanted to pick up the documents scattered on the ground, just bent down, but hesitated.

Song Yan saw that she was wearing a short skirt today, and it was inconvenient to squat down, so she squatted down to pick up the document for her, and then handed it to her, "Here."

After Zhaoge took the document, staring at his face, he recalled: "Are you the model in the studio?"

"It's just an emergency for a friend, not a model."

"Student, your hand..." Zhaoge pointed to his arm, hesitant to speak.

Song Yan looked down, and hid his arm behind his back, "It's a little bit of skin, it's okay."

After all, he lifted his foot to leave.

Zhaoge frowned slightly, "All the sawdust has gone in, if you don't deal with it quickly, it's easy to get inflamed, I'll send you to the infirmary."

After finishing speaking, she grabbed Song Yan's injured hand and walked towards the infirmary.

"you·······"

Song Yan's eyes fell on Zhaoge's slender neck, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and she didn't say anything more.

The infirmary was very close, and the two arrived within a few steps.

Song Yan wiped the blood that flowed down with a paper towel, his expression was calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was willing or unwilling to take this trip.

Zhaoge knocked twice, saw that the door was ajar, pushed the door lightly and entered, "Is anyone there?"

The answer to the two was silence.

"It's probably time for dinner, you go to bed and sit down first."

Zhaoge put the documents in his hands on the table beside him, and said while rolling up his sleeves.

Turning around, Song Yan didn't move, but looked at her delicately.

Zhaoge smiled helplessly, raised the cotton swab and iodophor in his hand and said, "I'll help you disinfect first."

Song Yan turned around and sat on the side of the bed, as if thinking of something, he raised his arms and said concisely: "Your skirt is inconvenient."

Zhaoge paused, let out a soft "um", and carefully disinfected him.

Seeing Song Yan's hands trembling slightly, she leaned closer and blew lightly, "Is it a little painful? I'll try to be gentle."

This breath made Song Yan's body stiff, he turned his face away slightly, and didn't say much.

It's not painful, just itchy.

[System: Ding!Raiders favorability +10, current favorability is 10. ]
Zhaoge:? ? ?
[The host understands, the target of this plane raider has a tendency to be incapable of love due to various reasons such as family environment.Among him, there are very few people with high favorability. 】

When this was mentioned, Zhaoge became curious.

So what is his affection for the heroine?
【50】

50, neither high nor low, it may also be mixed with friendship points from childhood.

Zhaoge paused in thought, and kept moving his hands.

Just after disinfection, a little nurse walked in, "Who are you?"

Zhaoge turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled apologetically at the little nurse, "I'm sorry, this student's hand was injured, and the blood kept flowing. Seeing that there was no one in the room, I sterilized him first. There were still some sawdust on the wound , I'm afraid I will trouble you."

The little nurse shifted her gaze from Zhaoge to the handsome Song Yan next to the bed, waved her hands and said, "No trouble, no trouble, I'll do it."

Zhaoge handed her the things in his hand, just at that moment the phone in his pocket rang.

She pointed to the mobile phone, mouthed to Song Yan and said, "I'll answer the phone first."

The little nurse carefully picked out the sawdust in Song Yan's arm, then put on the gauze wrapped in medicine, and said: "Don't touch the water these few days, remember to take anti-inflammatory drugs."

Song Yan nodded, "Thank you."

At this time, a person came in from the door.

The little nurse looked towards the door, and seeing that it wasn't the girl just now, the standard oval face in front of her, with a pair of watery eyes, gave people a sweet and lovely feeling, and she said, "What's wrong? "

Leng Li's dimples appeared slightly, and she pointed in Song Yan's direction and said, "Hi, young lady, I'm not here to see a doctor, I'm here to find someone."

"Oh, let's talk then."

The little nurse packed up her things, turned around and went to the back room.

Song Yan looked at Leng Li in front of him, a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

After Leng Li stepped forward to look at his wound, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I heard that you were injured, so I'll take a look right away. By the way, your brother is here too, he..."

Song Yan stood up suddenly, and said with a cold face, "Who asked you to tell him?"

Leng Li looked at Song Yan whose complexion suddenly changed, and said aggrievedly, "Song Yan, why are you attacking me?"

I didn't do it on purpose, there are not many people in this school who don't know Song Yan, seeing him dragging his bloody arm to the infirmary, the word spread quickly.

She was on the phone with Song Junzhe at the time, and they both heard other people's discussions at the same time.Worried that something might happen to him, he hurried over.

Song Yan calmed down, knowing that his tone was a bit harsh, and said slowly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to blame you. Let's go, I'll take you back."

Leng Li snorted softly, got up and said: "You don't need to send it, I will go by myself, kindly treat me like a donkey's liver and lungs!"

After all, the man left angrily.

Song Yan pinched the center of his brows, feeling indescribably irritated, why did he lose his temper with Leng Li?

He was about to leave, thinking that the money hadn't been paid yet, so he found the little nurse just now and said, "How much is it, please?"

The little nurse just came back from the door, and after a moment of reaction, she said, "Oh, the classmate who accompanied you earlier has already paid for the medicine for you."

"Then... what about her?"

(End of this chapter)