"bell--"

The test bell rang suddenly.

Lan Chu's heart suddenly tightened, she bit her lips tightly, and looked at Shi Qinglan's still empty seat with her eyes deep.

The worry in her heart grew stronger. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. While worrying, she bit her scalp and started answering the Chinese test paper...

Those who are fifteen minutes late will lose their qualifications for the exam.

Just when the minute hand is about to point to the "3" position...

"Teacher, I shouldn't be late." A very soft voice suddenly rang out of the corridor.

Hearing the sound, Lan Chu immediately raised her head and her eyes lit up, and her heart was relieved slowly, and she felt relieved when answering the question...

The invigilator raised his hand and glanced at the watch, "No."

She checked the outdated Qinglan's documents and put her into the examination room, frowned lightly and glanced at the wound on her arm...

The girl only had time to debride her wounds and put on gauze, but the school uniform was not changed. The red blood flowing from the shoulders penetrated the school uniform, dyeing half of the sleeves red.

Shi Qinglan sat down in his seat, picked up the signature pen and started answering directly. After all, hurting the left shoulder would not affect the writing. The girl's handwriting was so smooth that nothing happened...

Until the volume bell rang.

The invigilator sealed the test papers and hugged them away. Lan Chu immediately jumped to Shi Qinglan's side, "Xiao Qingqing, you..."

She frowned tightly, watching the gauze on her shoulders being soaked with unstoppable blood.

"It's okay." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, very calm.

After packing her stationery, she left the examination room, Lan Chu followed her short legs, "What happened, do you want to go to the infirmary to deal with your injury..."

Shi Qinglan paused rather helplessly.

She rubbed the girl's hair, "Don't worry, Xiao Chu'er, I hurt my left shoulder and it won't affect the exam."

Besides, she is a doctor herself, except that the wound is slightly deep and it is difficult to completely stop the bleeding as soon as possible.

"It's not a question of whether it affects the exam, you are still bleeding! No, you must follow me to the infirmary..."

Lan Chu was reluctant, and he had to drag her to the infirmary no matter what he said, and then stared at her to re-dress her wound.

"It hurts." She puffed her pink lips and blew it twice.

To be honest, this kind of wound blowing can only be used to coax children, and it hurts even more after blowing the iodine twice...

Shi Qinglan bends her lips, "Just get used to it."

She just said something casually, but she didn't expect Lan Chu to cry as she listened, and tears filled her clear eyes, "Xiao Qingqing, what the **** did you live before..."

How can you get used to this kind of injury?

Shi Qinglan coaxed her to be more tiring than fighting. Fortunately, Lan Chu was quickly smoothed by Mao. The math in the afternoon went smoothly.

...

Bo's chaebol, Mingcheng branch.

Bo Yucheng just finished the meeting, he glanced down at the time on his watch, thinking that the girl should have started the exam by now, his scarlet lips couldn't help but curl a little...

There is endless expectation and tenderness in the eyes.

"Tuk tuk-"

But at this moment, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Come in." Bo Yucheng leaned on the back of the seat lazily, his long legs overlapped casually, and he opened his thin lips lightly.

After getting permission, Wen Mo walked into the office immediately, bowing his head and pleading guilty, "Boy, Wen Mo is here to receive the punishment."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyelids lightly.

Immediately after listening to him, "It is Wen Mo's ineffective protection that caused Miss Shi to be assassinated and severely injured. Please punish him."

"What did you say?" Bo Yucheng stood up suddenly.