The Guide is Always Expressionless

I wanted to take the cake in myself, but somehow it disappeared.

"Get me in and give it to him. Time is almost the same. I have to go back to work, otherwise the old man Queguson will wash my face again."

"Hey, you can't do half of things, why can't you talk about it?"

Elisen didn't bother to argue with him any more, looked at his watch, stuffed the cake into He Sheng's hands perfunctorily, turned around and walked back to the place where he parked, leaving behind the yelling Faxiao.

"This person, usually a big lala, is like a piece of cowhide in his heart, not chewable and smelly." He Sheng took the cake that Elisen stuffed him, looked at the back of the other party hurriedly, and sighed silently in his heart. Tone.

Actually Dana likes to eat cake (1)

When Fu Ling got up early, watching his roommate staying up all night and still sitting at the desk, he yawned and said to his roommate, "You haven't slept, wait for somehow to lie down for a while?"

However, Ke Dun did not respond. Fu Ling shrugged uninterestingly. His roommate was just a little quieter. If there was no one around him when he was studying, he would lose his temper if it made him annoyed. So Fu Ling ignored her roommate, and took her book bag to class after she was freshened up.

Fu Ling's class is about the basics of battleship repair. The whole classroom is very quiet listening to the professor's explanation on the podium, because there will be an important quiz in the class. If you haven't taken it, it will affect the end Grades are even the key to advancement in the next semester.

However, halfway through Fu Ling, a professor hurriedly ran into his classroom. At this time, Fu Ling was staring at the circuit on the precision electronic film in his hand.

"Where is Fu Ling?" the professor who rushed into the classroom screamed.

Fu Ling was frightened, and his hand slipped, his wires short-circuited, and a small spark appeared, which made him a little annoyed. This was interrupted, this quiz was completely over. Why can professors allow other professors to enter the classroom and even interrupt their important exams?

But there was no way. The one who called him was also a professor, and Fu Ling didn't dare to disobey. I just don't know what it means to come here to interrupt his class. Fu Ling banged down the screwdriver in his hand. Although he became angry, he still stood up respectfully.

"I am Fu Ling, does the professor have anything to do with me?"

…

From the moment Dana entered this dormitory, he smelled a little bit of scent, which was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was like for a while. He asked the people who came in with him, and they all said they didn't smell it. Dana has been more sensitive to smells and sounds than others since he was a child, so he didn't care about it, probably because the window was not closed properly, and the residual smell of detergent or something floating in the outside.

Dana squatted on the ground, looking at Kerton's twisted body, his expression was hideous, and lying in the doorway was the student in the dormitory next door who was affected by the mental disorder. He was seriously injured and lost consciousness. The medical staff was trying to rescue him.

Fu Ling, Ke Dun's roommate, was supported by the medical staff, sitting on a chair pulled from the side, unbelievable.

Fu Ling constantly emphasized to the police who appeased him that Ke Dun is usually serious and motivated and self-demanding. This exam is critical to whether he can enter the professional class in his junior year, so he ate more refreshing films.

"But it's just a general refreshing tablet. It's definitely not a strange drug, let alone a banned drug that allows the mental body to supercharge. Ketun is not that kind of person."

Fu Ling repeatedly emphasized that the accusation that the police suspected Kedon of improper use of drugs was unfair to Kedon, who was serious and upright.

"But his grades this semester did improve by leaps and bounds." The young policeman who was questioning on the side said sharply.

"Impossible. We meet every day, and even many classes overlap. If he did anything unusual, I would have discovered it a long time ago."

Fu Ling still retorted, and even tended to become more and more excited, the policeman still asked, and was blocked by other policemen on the side.

Dana listened for a while, his chickens circling wildly around him, cooing at the corpse of Kerton.

"Orchid, be quiet first, I know."

Dana put on his gloves, and while no one was paying attention, he took a piece of refreshing medicine on the table of Kerton.

The president of the university, Anthony, is a short, fat man. He is walking around the cordon anxiously at this moment. His mental body is a wombat, and he is roaring at a mental bunny who is watching lively students. The onlookers kept trying to probe into the cordon to see what happened. The students in the dormitory on the same floor could not even return to the room, and were anxiously calling to find a friend who could take them in today.

Anthony kept twisting his few hairs, dialed the phone one after another, and was contacting the relevant personnel to deal with the accident. A student died in the school. This is the first time a student died on campus since the school was founded. It will definitely cause him a lot of trouble.

Dana was standing by, looking straight at the slightly chaotic scene in front of him, while his mind was running the "refreshing film" mentioned by Fu Ling just now.

"Hello, doctor, this is Han Xinxin from the Forensic Appraisal Department."

A petite woman in a white robe with a high ponytail came over and touched the shoulder of Dana who was in a daze.

"Ah, hello, Miss Han."

"Doctor, I heard that you are a school doctor who specializes in counseling students' psychology?" Han Xinxin said, taking out his gloves and putting them on.

"Yes."

"Does this student usually go to you?" Han Xinxin squatted down and looked around at the corpse's pupils and whether there were foreign objects in the mouth.

"No, I don't have his medical record here at all." Dana denied.

"It is said that the mental body is out of control. This student is called Ke Dun, an S-level sentinel. There is currently no matching guide. He still relies on drugs to control his mental accumulation. As there is no frontline combat experience, it is estimated that it is caused by excessive use of drugs. Blew himself up." A young policeman who followed Han Xinxin, holding a writing board, told her about the result of the judgment just now.

"The student who was affected was just an A-B sentinel. The shock wave of the S-level sentinel was too strong and he didn't watch out for the impact, so he was greatly disturbed."

Han Xinxin nodded, indicating that he roughly understood the situation.

Seeing a few policemen behind Han Xinxin, it was obvious that they were rushing people. Dana knew that there was probably nothing to do with him, so he expressed his willingness to leave.

"This is my business card. If there is anything else you notice, please contact me again."

Han Xinxin got up, handed out a business card, Dana took it, and stuffed it into the pocket of the coat.

"Hey, what's going on, I just walked from the teacher's office building, and it was in chaos. The teachers yelled that some students died?"

He Sheng watched Dana cross the cordon under the guidance of the police and hurried forward.

"Hmm." Dana snorted, Quandang responded.

"The police seems to be closing the case with'improper medication', saying that it was the result of the forensic medical examination. The parents of the dead student were still making a noise in the principal's room and followed his roommate to say that their child could not be medication improperly." He He said as he walked, and didn’t care that Dana didn’t reply, “I said, the students’ academic pressure is too great, so I always ask the principal to think about ways to organize more activities, at least to promote social circles. Look, no With proper pressure release, regrets are always easy to happen."

He Sheng read and followed Dana back to the infirmary. Dana was confused about He Sheng's following behavior, but it was not easy to block him at the door and prevent him from entering.

Actually Dana likes to eat cake (2)

"The student, according to the instructor, is usually a boring gourd. His grades are high but he is very serious. This time he estimated too seriously, afraid of regressing in the exam, so he ate a lot of refreshing slices. As a result..."

Dana heard He Sheng talk about the refreshing tablets, and felt the small pill in his pocket in a daze.

"I said Dana, in this recent incident, probably many students and teachers are coming to you for psychological counseling, can you do it?" He Sheng saw that Dana did not respond to his nagging, and looked at him worriedly. Expressions.

"Ah..." Dana came back to his senses and realized that he didn't know when he had already sat on the sofa.

"It's okay, it's just psychological guidance and mental dredging. It doesn't require much effort." Dana knew that He Sheng really cared, and said in a gentle tone.

He Sheng sighed. No matter how he felt that a good boy like Dana, coupled with his trash, would be cheap to the other party. The unobtainable white moonlight was in my heart all day long, and I was almost sick.

Although Dana was only an A-level guide, his qualities were very stable in all aspects, and he didn't even lose to the SS level. It was a pity that his natural spiritual body was not as good as a human, so he could only be a school doctor here. How many people like Dana, if it weren't for his 100% fit with Elison, He Sheng had never thought of letting these two divergent people get together.

"By the way, is the provost looking for something to do with me?"

He Shengjing Dana reminded him of this, only then did he remember what he was doing with him.

"It's like this. At noon, the guy Elison ran over and took a piece of cake, but he had just returned to work recently and was a little busy. At that time, you happened to have students again. He was anxious to go back to work and asked me to pass it on. Here you are."

He Sheng was afraid that the cake would melt, so he put the cake into the small refrigerator in the infirmary. There were still a lot of medicines in it, and suddenly a box of cake appeared, which was very abrupt.

Dana watched He Sheng take the cake out of the pile of medicines, twitched the corner of his eyes, his chicken spit on the side, and spit.

"..." He Sheng didn't want to find a chicken spitting. He didn't know what was wrong which touched Dr. Dana's heart. It wouldn't be a gift for Elison.