Monster Hunting High School

Of course, although there were only two people in the corner, there were others in the ward - including Nicholas, Liu Feifei, and a nurse responsible for changing dressings and checking.

So although Zheng Qing felt a little guilty, he no longer felt as frightened as before.

On the contrary, because everyone else had left, many things that were a bit sensitive before could be said openly, and Zheng Qing became more comfortable than before.

"Shall we leave now?" The young public-sponsored student always seemed a little awkward when chatting with girls. Maybe that's what some witches find so endearing about him.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at the boy and hummed: "Nicholas will be discharged from the hospital at noon... After we have dinner at noon, we will go directly to the Gini cabin."

"Want to eat together?" Zheng Qing said something stupid again.

"You can also go and eat by yourself. We'll meet at the school gate." The witch said calmly, tearing a silk paper gift sheet into pieces and throwing it into the trash can at her feet.

The boy understood immediately.

"Oh, let's eat together, it's more convenient." He murmured, turned to look at the hospital bed, and asked if he had anything to say: "Will Nicholas be discharged from the hospital at noon? I heard from Xiao Xiao that he was seriously injured yesterday. "

"We are witches, and this is the hospital of the First University." The witch was obviously a little confused by the boy's words, and reminded: "Even if the head falls off, it won't take a whole day to reattach it. Why do you think he needs to lie in the hospital?" How long? Don’t forget that after the explosion yesterday, you were alive and kicking that night..."

Zheng Qing was so frightened that he almost put his hand into the witch's mouth, but at the last moment he realized that this behavior was rude, and his face turned pale with anxiety.

"Shh!" He stretched out a finger and shook it around his mouth, his eyes darting from side to side, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense about that outside..."

"It doesn't matter. This is the school hospital. Sister nurses have seen worse situations." The witch couldn't help but smile: "Just downstairs, a third-year senior had his arm blown off while doing an experiment... You don't Go and say a few words to Nicholas? You have been hiding in this corner since you entered the ward."

Zheng Qing turned around and found that the nurse who changed the dressing had left, and the hospital bed seemed much empty.

"I'm going." The boy took a small breath, calmed down, showed a smile on his face, waved, and walked towards Nicholas.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the atmosphere inside the house is just right.

Zheng Qing spent the entire Sunday morning in the school hospital. As the only male student other than the patient, he had to be responsible for running up and down the track, submitting medical records, and going to the pharmacy to grab a few pills and take them according to the prescription.

After sending Nicholas to the hospital and having lunch with Jiang Yu, it was already close to one o'clock in the afternoon.

"At this rate, we will probably be back before five o'clock." The boy took out his pocket watch, looked at the time on it, and let out a long breath, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally. I didn't seem to feel this way when I got into my husband's teapot yesterday.

But he felt that the witch next to him should be a little more tired.

Because he just noticed that Jiang Yu had somehow changed into a floral skirt, deerskin short boots, and a soft-brimmed wide-brimmed hat - which was completely different from the red hospital gown she wore in the morning.

Zheng Qing swore that he had been staying with Jiang Yu almost all the time from morning to now, and he had no idea when she had changed into new clothes.

"Maybe." Jiang Yu replied absently.

The witch's attention was obviously not on the boys. Ever since she entered the North District, her attention had been attracted by the slightly 'lively' crowd on the street.

Although many magicians in gray robes tried their best to suppress the joy in their hearts, the light called "hope" that appeared on their faces was very dazzling even under the noon sun.

"Do you feel that the North District is a little different today?" The witch carefully looked around, her fingers subconsciously caressing the spine of the Dharma book, and her fingertips flicked lightly.

"Is it different?" Zheng Qing finally woke up from the beautiful white flowers on the witch's dress and looked around.

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, but when she did, Zheng Qing also realized this.

In the past, in the North District, many houses on both sides of the street looked like the gloomiest monasteries, like desolate tombs, like desolate ruins, which made people feel depressed. Most of the time, the streets are quiet. Even if there are pedestrians, they all cover their heads with hoods and walk in a hurry. Occasionally, there are one or two unfamiliar footsteps, and a few ascetic-like faces always peek out from the bare windows on both sides of the street. Their dim and cold eyes make passers-by in all neighborhoods tremble with fear.

The North District is nothing more than what people in the wizarding world call it the ‘sunken area’. When sunlight falls into this neighborhood, it will be completely swallowed up, leaving no trace of hope.

Today, Zheng Qing felt a completely different and fresh atmosphere on this street.

The street is still the same street, hot in summer and cold in winter. The corners are filled with smelly garbage. The corners are always dark. The pavement paved with small stones is soaked into purple with a suspicious-colored liquid. The rafters on the walls are rotten and warped.

But the spirit of the people walking on the street is completely different from before.

An old magician was carefully cleaning the dirty hair on the felt underneath him, smiling brightly at every customer who threw coins at him. And his income today was unexpectedly high, and the coins in his felt hat almost popped out.

A few little jugglers with patches on their bodies were running around in the crowd, laughing and joking, but no one reached out to touch the pockets of passers-by. You know, most of their income comes from servants.

There was also a round-faced witch in a colorful dress, dancing on the street and giving a dew-stained rose to every passer-by.

The whole street bursts with new vitality.

"North District...is this a happy event?" The boy was confused, and finally chose the right word to ask his female companion.

"A happy event?" Jiang Yu stared at a lock of gray hair hanging from the forehead of a passing wizard, with a thoughtful look in her eyes: "Maybe...Have I ever told you that Senior Sister Kolma has been promoted to a great wizard? "

"No." After the boy shook his head, he realized the message conveyed in the witch's words, and his mouth slowly grew bigger: "Wait... Great Wizard? You mean, Senior Sister Korma, the senior sister of the Vice President of the Student Union ...A great wizard now? A great wizard of the same level as Su Shijun!"

The last time we met, she was just a fourth-year student who had just crossed over to register as a wizard and had not yet graduated! In the blink of an eye, he became a powerful wizard? !

Jiang Yu was very satisfied with the shocked expression on the boy's face.

"Just after you blow yourself up," the witch explained patiently, and finally sighed: "No wonder the school emphasizes the dangers of illegal magic experiments every year, but every year there are young wizards jumping into that big pit... …Just by working hard, you can reach a position that many wizards cannot reach in their lifetime.”

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