Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role

Xiao Ran suddenly pushed her away.

Jing Zhao didn't stand upright, but when he pushed him, he fell back, tripped himself, and immediately fell to the ground, wiping his palms on the hard concrete floor, his tender skin bursting with blood.

Pushed and even fell, Jing Zhao didn't stand up immediately, but sat on the ground, looked at his broken palms, then at Xiao Ran, pouted and didn't speak.

Xiao Ran frowned, he didn't use much effort at all, he glanced at her, his eyes quickly slid across the red part of her palm.

It's just a broken skin, Xiao Ran looked back indifferently, and didn't intend to care about it, he was about to leave.

After only two steps, there was a faint sobbing sound from behind. Xiao Ran closed his eyes and wanted to leave directly, but the chaotic emotions in his chest weighed down his steps as if they were heavy.

"Get up, you hurt your hand, not your leg."

A cold voice suddenly appeared above her head, Jing Zhao raised her head, her pretty face was as white as snow, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, she sniffed her nose, and said seriously: "You are wrong, I am obviously heartbroken! "

Xiao Ran: ...

"Forget it." Xiao Ran turned his head, not wanting to bother her anymore, turned around and left.

Jing Zhao quickly stood up from the ground, followed him, raised his head and asked, "Where are you going? Let's go to the school infirmary together!"

Xiao Ran: "No, don't follow me."

Jing Zhao: "No, your hand is seriously injured, you must go!"

Xiao Ran stopped suddenly, the sunlight passed through the corridor, his side face was hidden in the shadow, his cold voice seemed to be mocking, "Isn't it thanks to you that I am like this?"

"Then I will be even more responsible to you." After Jing Zhao finished speaking, he reached out and clasped his palm directly, pulling him forward with a force that was not easy to break free.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment, and looked at the hands that were interlocking. The touch of the palms was as soft and warm as before. He subconsciously wanted to hold them tighter, but suddenly froze.

Looking down, the light in his eyes flickered, Xiao Ran remained silent all the way, not knowing what he was thinking, and just let Jing Zhao drag him to the school infirmary.

It was class time now, and there were hardly any other students on campus, so Jing Zhao dragged Xiao Ran down the teaching building to the complex where the school medical office was located.

In the school infirmary's office, a gentle little brother in a white coat and glasses, when he saw Xiao Ran's appearance, he had a normal expression on his face.

While saying: "Look at your face, are you fighting again?", and let them sit in the room, and prepare the disinfectant by themselves.

Xiao Ran tilted his head slightly and said nothing, Jing Zhao stood up: "Doctor Zhao, he seems to have twisted his hand, please help him to see if he hurt his bones?"

Dr. Zhao sterilized his hands, turned around and walked over, "Let me take a look."

Xiao Ran was pressed to sit on the chair.

Dr. Zhao carefully inspected Xiao Ran's left hand, and a deep scar appeared between his brows, "No bones were injured, but the joint was dislocated. Fortunately, it's not serious. I'll help you reset it now. It will hurt a little, bear with it."

Xiao Ran nodded expressionlessly, as if it wasn't his hand that was dislocated.

Jing Zhao sat beside him, heard the words and held his other hand silently, Xiao Ran turned his head to look at her, and coldly withdrew his hand.

Jing Zhao squinted his eyes, changed hands to hold his finger, Xiao Ran twitched it but did not pull it out.

Dr. Zhao swept over the two people who were making small movements, and coughed lightly, "Don't move around, I'm about to start."

Xiao Ran paused, his body froze in the next second, and his brows frowned into a word of Chuan.

Dr. Zhao happened to be an orthopedic surgeon in the past, so the technique of reset was more professional, and his hands were quick and neat, and he restored Xiao Ran's wrist to its original position in an instant.

He got up to get the suspenders, and said: "For a week of external reinforcement, remember not to do strenuous activities, or you will have to undergo surgery if you dislocate again."

"Understood, I will keep an eye on him, thank you Dr. Zhao." Jing Zhao rarely behaved well-behaved in front of outsiders.

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Xiao Ran, and asked in a low voice, "Did it hurt just now?"

Xiao Ran leaned on the chair and closed his eyes, his voice was cold: "You will know if you try it."

The cold and vicious tongue seems to have returned to the last time when she first started chasing him, Jing Zhao wanted to laugh, and pulled his little finger angrily.

Xiao Ran opened his eyes, realized that his hand was still being held by her, and moved to withdraw it, but as soon as he moved, Jing Zhao let him go with a light "hiss", spread his palms, and exhaled gently.

Xiao Ran straightened up slightly, his eyes swept across her palms, his thin lips were lightly opened and then tightly closed.

Dr. Zhao had just fixed Xiao Ran's right hand with a forearm sling. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jing Zhao's injured palm. He got up and took iodophor cotton swabs and band-aids. Don't worry about the wound."

Xiao Ran raised his head, his tone indifferent, "Doctor Zhao, I am a wounded patient."

"The right hand is fine!" Dr. Zhao smiled very kindly.

Jing Zhao also silently stretched out his right hand and looked at him expectantly.

Xiao Ran: ...

After treating the wound, the two were about to leave the school doctor's room. Xiao Ran was stopped by Dr. Zhao, who handed him a medicine bag, "The medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, wipe the wound on your body, don't rely on your youth Don’t pay attention to your body, you will suffer when you get old.”

"Thank you." Xiao Ran took the medicine bag and thanked him earnestly.

Dr. Zhao smiled, glanced at the girls who were observing the portraits in the hallway and looking at them at the same time. He suggested, "If you like someone, be nice to them. Otherwise, when they don't like you, you should regret it."

Xiao Ran's eyes darkened, and he denied it in a cold voice, "I have nothing to do with her." After speaking, he turned around and left with the medicine bag in hand.

Dr. Zhao shook his head, the young people nowadays have a hard mouth. ?