After the divorce, Dr. Lin wanted to get back together every day

Chapter 78 Teacher, She Has Been Crying

The weather was getting colder and colder. One day, when Bai Mumu woke up, the sky outside the window was much brighter than usual. She opened the curtain and saw a thin layer of snow on the dry branches.

Bai Mumu put on her clothes and walked out of the dormitory. The cold air outside made her take a step back. After standing still, she picked up the umbrella standing by the door.

From the dormitory to the cafeteria to the teaching building, within a short distance, Bai Mumudong's nose was red and her fingers were wooden.

Today, she taught the children subtraction. After the bell rang, she held the homework handed in yesterday.

"Yesterday we learned addition within ten, and today we will teach you subtraction within ten. Please turn your textbook to..."

The 45-minute class is fast or slow. Bai Mumu can now control the rhythm very well. Five minutes before the bell rang, the class was just finished.

"Okay, today's math homework is..." Bai Mumu finished assigning homework, looked at the position in the third-to-last row of the classroom: "Student Zhang Yan, come to the teacher's office after class."

Just as Bai Mumu finished speaking, the get out of class bell rang.

She entered the office, and Zhang Yan, who was called, stood timidly at the door, calling in a low voice: "Ms. Bai, can I come in?"

"Come in." Bai Mumu replied, closing the lesson plan on the table, with soft eyes, looking at the little girl with crooked hair in front of her.

"Do you know why the teacher called you?" Bai Mumu asked.

Zhang Yan nodded, her grape-like eyes were covered with a layer of water: "I know, because I didn't write my homework yesterday."

Most of the students at this age regard the teacher's words as the standard, and it is also the most suitable stage for restraint, and they will seek to abide by the agreement with the teacher.

Bai Mumu nodded slightly, and said softly: "Then can you tell the teacher why you didn't do it?"

"Did the teacher not understand the content of yesterday's class?"

Bai Mumu thought about the speed of her lectures, too fast?Did it cause the homework to be missed?
Zhang Yan lowered her head, a tear fell from her eye to the ground, she choked up: "I understand, teacher, I didn't do it yesterday... because... my hand was injured..."

Zhang Yan had kept his hands behind his back since he came in, so Bai Mumu didn't notice.

"I'm sorry, the teacher was negligent." Bai Mumu was full of guilt and apology: "Can you let the teacher take a look?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan didn't move, Bai Mumu asked again, "Is the injury serious? Can't the teacher see it?"

Zhang Yan's lips twitched, and her hand moved from behind to the front, accidentally touching her hip bone, and made a "hiss".

Zhang Yan's outstretched hands were not as big as Bai Mumu's palms, and the middle fingers of both hands were wrapped in gauze, abrupt and stiff.

Bai Mumu didn't dare to touch it, she stared at the circle of gauze, feeling strange: Are they all middle fingers?
The right hand is the common hand, and most of the injuries are also the common hand. Even if the child is playing and playing with no seriousness, there is no way for the injury to be so symmetrical, right?
Not to mention that Zhang Yan in her impression is a well-behaved and sensible child.Or do you want to help the elders in the family after school?Such scars will appear.

"Have you applied the medicine?" Bai Mumu touched her palm: "Does your family know that your hand is injured?"

When Zhang Yan heard about her family, Zhang Yan trembled all over, and tears fell from her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to wipe away the tears, and her wrist pulled the wound on her fingertips. She was in pain like an ice cellar in the winter. A cold sweat broke out.

"Be careful!" Bai Mumu held her hand firmly, and took out a tissue to dry her tears: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry."

She waited for Zhang Yan to calm down before saying, "There is no rush for the homework, we will write when our hands are ready."

Zhang Yan nodded, keeping her head down. Bai Mumu thought for a while, took out a candy from her pocket, removed the candy wrapper and stuffed it into her mouth.

Ever since she became a teacher, Bai Mumu has developed the habit of wearing sugar on her body.

It was a long time before I heard her pleading softly: "Teacher, can I use your mobile phone to call mom after school?"

Naturally, Bai Mumu would not refuse. She reached out and touched Zhang Yan's back. The innermost layer of clothes was damp but not wet. She rubbed her head and told her to go back to the classroom.

In the next few days, Bai Mumu observed Zhang Yan, and she was relieved when she saw that she was no different from usual, but what she didn't expect was that she was relieved too soon.

It was another math class. In the afternoon, Bai Mumu wrote on the blackboard on the podium, and asked the students to take out the prepared straws as sticks to consolidate the addition within twenty.

In the middle of the class, Zhang Yan's deskmate raised her hand: "Teacher, Zhang Yan has been crying."

Bai Mumu put down the textbook in her hand and went to the row where Zhang Yan was sitting. She saw the girl lying on the table sobbing softly, her eyes were swollen from crying.

I touched Zhang Yan's forehead with my palm, and the body temperature was normal. I glanced at her hands from the corner of my eye, and my heart twitched a few times.

Except for the injured middle finger, the index finger and ring finger were all wrapped in gauze. Compared with the intact ones, the six fingers wrapped in gauze were extremely weird. The earliest gauze was dirty, and even a closer look could reveal blackened bloodstains.

Bai Mumu's eyelids twitched, and her heart tightened. She immediately understood the reason why Zhang Yan was crying, and she was afraid that her hands were so painful that she couldn't bear it.

Asking Zhang Yan's deskmate to stand up, she hugged him and sat in the office, and poured another glass of water: "Teacher, go to class first, and the teacher will come when you finish drinking the water."

There was no straw, and Bai Mumu didn't have much water in her bottle. When she wanted to drink, she just picked it up with her mouth.

After class was over, Bai Mumu rushed to the office as fast as she could, and saw that Zhang Yan had stopped crying, and the water in the paper cup had also been drunk.

She's so cute, Bai Mumu seems to have seen that when she was a child, she was always sensible in front of other people except for being presumptuous in front of Bai Song.

Seeing her coming, Zhang Yan blinked, and quickly jumped off the chair: "Teacher."

Bai Mumu straightened her messy hair that was blocking her eyes, let her sit back on the stool, and squatted down to be level with her: "Teacher, can you reapply the medicine?" Although it was an inquiry, the action was Undeniable strength.

The gauze was wrapped layer after layer, and when it was removed to the innermost part, Bai Mumu even breathed a lot easier. The light yellow liquid oozing from the wound made the gauze and the flesh tightly stick together, leaving deep and shallow faint marks.

Bai Mumu didn't dare to pull the gauze stained with meat, so she cut off the excess with scissors, moistened it with iodine, and carefully pushed it away with a cotton swab after it was completely soaked. Although she thought she was careful enough, Zhang Yan kept ringing in her ears. The sound of hissing and gasping.

The last bit of gauze was finally lifted. Bai Mumu looked at Zhang Yan's wound, as if someone had dug a small hole the size of a mung bean with a sharp weapon. The edge of the wound was white, revealing the pink flesh inside, and the yellow color of iodophor penetrated into the wound. The flesh was washed out again by red and white blood.

This is only one finger, and Bai Mumu didn't dare to imagine Zhang Yan's other fingers. She resisted the soreness in her heart and asked in a low voice, "How did you do it? Are they all the same injuries?"

Zhang Yan resisted crying, and hummed out of her nasal cavity: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)