Boss, his language is not good

Chapter 54 Dizzy Needle
When Nancheng finished the last English speech contest, Thirteenth Middle School was arranging blood tests for senior three students.

As soon as she returned to school, she was hurriedly called to the lecture hall before she had time to say hello to the teacher who led the team.

There was a lot of noise at the entrance of the lecture hall, and several classes were queuing up there with their classes held up. When Nancheng arrived there, he happened to see a few girls from the next class walking out with their arms covered and their eyes red.

There seemed to be classmates who were familiar with them in the class line outside. They supported them with worried faces, and then asked with some hesitation and worry about their future, "Does it really hurt?"

The girl was just crying at first, but when she heard this, she burst into tears, and justified herself while crying, "It hurts me to death, the blood draw hurts, it hurts more than the injection!"

The girls around her were even more worried.

Nancheng was led by the teacher, and went in directly through the side door, skipping the round of queuing at the door.The heating in the lecture hall was fully turned on, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.Boys and girls each in a team, well organized.

A row of soft chairs was placed against the westernmost wall of the lecture hall, and a few pale-faced girls were sitting there, holding a cup of steaming brown sugar water in their hands.

Nancheng was a little confused about the order in which the blood test came, because she found that there were two classes in the lecture hall, one was Materialization Class Two, the other was Political History Class Eighteen, and there were Class 22 waiting in line outside. , but there are also three classes and four classes.

I don't know if their class has had a blood test?
The teacher wanted to lead Nancheng to jump in the queue, but as soon as he told Nancheng's class, the nurse who was doing the registration waved her hand, "Class five didn't come, go outside and wait first!"

It is impossible to go outside, and Nancheng was arranged by the teacher to be next to the westmost row of chairs.

The nurse's work efficiency is still very high, her eyesight is sharp and her hands are steady, and she hits the nail on the head. After a while, the people in the lecture hall changed a lot, and even the chairs next to Nancheng changed several people.

The weather is still relatively cold, and the students are wearing a lot of clothes, especially the girls, who wear thick coats, the sleeves can't be rolled up at all, so they can only take off the coat halfway, pull out one of their arms, and hold the clothes nervously Standing there, it looks like rows of flowers drifting in the cold wind.

Nancheng found it interesting, and the other boys also found it quite interesting. A few boys looked at each other with a smirk, and then gathered around the girls who were most afraid, and you and I began to describe what you once said. The blood drawing experience, from the sharp pain of the needle, to the dizziness after feeling the blood loss from the body, everything is detailed and lifelike.

The girls turned pale when they heard this, and their expressions were stiff and frightened. When it was the nurse's turn to draw blood, their arms kept shaking.

Several boys saw the juvenile laughing after he succeeded in a prank. The girls were ashamed, angry, and in pain. Tears really came out for a while.

When it was the turn of the boy with the worst smile, he rolled up his sleeves as if showing off, and stretched out his strong arms with a fearless face.

The nurse who took blood took a look at the pitiful girls in the next team. She raised her head, wearing a mask and only showing a pair of beautiful eyes, and gave the boy in front of her a cold look.

The next moment, the syringe in his hand mercilessly plunged into the boy's flesh.

The boy's face changed, and he almost cried out in pain. Fortunately, he held back, otherwise he would be ashamed.

As a result, just when he thought the torture was about to end, the nurse took out the tip of the needle, looked up at him, and explained casually: "Sorry, my hand slipped, and I pumped it again."

Boy: "..." It feels like she's messing with me.

Then the boy watched half of his blood being thrown into the medical waste recycling basket by the young lady, and then gave him another injection unhurriedly.

Fortunately, nothing came out of this injection.

The other boys who watched the whole process: "..."

This nurse lady is very personable!

Girl: "..." Young lady did a great job!

Relying on their unrealistic experience of drawing blood, these boys kept bullying others. Several girls who were more temperamental had already become impatient.

Nancheng was about to have an in-depth exchange with the girl sitting next to him whose cheeks were flushed with excitement about this aggressive face-slapping incident, when they saw their homeroom teacher leading the two teams of students in. Shen Beiwang stood in the boy's team. In the end, there was no expression on his face.

Seeing Nancheng, his eyes obviously lit up, and the next second, he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Nancheng gave him a strange look, and then entered the class team, but she didn't stand where she always stood, but fell at the end of the girls' team, standing in a row with Shen Beiwang.

"what happened to you?"

A few participants in the English speech contest in Nancheng left school at [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was already [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and Nancheng didn't know what happened during this period.

The two stood at the end of the line, Shen Beiwang hooked Nancheng's finger and pinched it in his hand, he glanced at the girls who were pale and weak after the blood was drawn, feeling a little worried.

His little girl's body is so delicate, what can she do after the blood is drawn in a while, and he himself...

Shen Bei looked at the blood drawing speed of the two teams, and frowned fiercely.

The speed of boys is faster than that of girls.

Nancheng could feel Shen Beiwang's anxiety, but she didn't know why, she asked Shen Beiwang but didn't say anything, it seemed a little hard to say.Of course, if Han Yu was here at the moment, he would probably understand.

"Ruan Ruan, can you stand back to your position first?"

Nancheng looked at him fixedly, "Why?"

Shen Beiwang pursed his lower lip, "You finish drawing the blood first, so I can take care of you."

"After I draw blood, you won't be able to take care of me?" Nancheng caught the point of Shen Beiwang's topic in a strange way.

Shen Beiwang didn't speak, expressing his acquiescence.

Nancheng sighed, and wanted to pull out his hand to go to the front of the line, but it didn't. In the end, Shen Beiwang stood in the middle of the two lines, accompanying Nancheng.

Nancheng was supposed to be in this position, so no one said anything when she came back, so she consciously gave way.The head teacher heard the noise and glanced at them. Seeing those two people, he turned his head as if he hadn't seen anything, and continued chatting with the head teacher next door.

When it was Nancheng's turn to draw blood, Shen Beiwang, who was by Nancheng's side, seemed to be more nervous than her client. The nurse was just about to use alcohol cotton to disinfect, but he stopped her.

"Wait a minute!" Shen Beiwang held Nancheng's exposed arm with his hand, rubbed the slightly cool skin on Nancheng's blood vessels, and explained to Nancheng, "I heard that drawing blood like this won't hurt too much."

The rest of Class [-] was no stranger to the way the two got along, but the nurse, who was not angry when her work was interrupted, looked at the two in surprise, a little suspicious of life.

Is the puppy love of students so blatant now?
On the contrary, the girls in the line behind Nancheng, when they heard Shen Beiwang's words, no matter whether it was useful or not, they all started to hold their arms and rub the skin around the blood vessels to warm them up.

If you can feel less pain, you will feel less pain, right?Although they don't have boyfriends, they have hands!

After Nancheng drew his blood, he didn't react at all, but Shen Bei looked at him, his face turned pale, he wrapped his arms around Nancheng's shoulders, leaned her against his body, and asked, "Would you like to take a rest over there?"

Nancheng glanced at the place where he had been sitting for half an hour before, and replied, "Okay."

Shen Beiwang carefully helped Nancheng to the soft chair by the wall, poured her another cup of brown sugar water specially provided by the school, and gave her a few worried words before returning to the team.

It just so happened that everyone else had finished smoking, so he was the only one left.

Shen Beiwang sat on the stool, exposed his strong arms, and placed them on the table, then looked at the nurse who was about to draw his blood with calm eyes, and reminded in a steady voice: "I fainted from the needle, I'm in trouble."

(End of this chapter)