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Although Yan Ying is a transfer student in the third year of junior high school, after the previous mid-term exam, her grades are already among the top students in the class, and she has attracted the attention of the teachers.

The students in the class are also simple in character. Yan Ying really likes the learning atmosphere in the class more and more. The female student at the front table is named Xie Hu, which is taken from Dendrobium (a kind of traditional Chinese medicine village). Her father is Zhen Hu. Dr. Xie on board.

Because they live in the same family building and are still at the same table, Yan Ying often goes home with her after school. The friendship between girls is so strange.

"Yan Ying, the subject matter of your practice questions is novel. I found many places in the town and city that don't have this kind of practice questions. Can you lend me a look?"

Xie Hu dressed as a school girl with short hair, perhaps because her father was a doctor. She had a special attachment to medical skills since she was a child. Yan Ying knew that her ideal was to be a doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded.

Yan Ying readily agreed: "Yes, I'll bring it to you when I get home."

Xie Hu took out three chocolates from his pocket and handed them to Yan Ying: "This is a new type of candy brought by my aunt from Shanghai, try it"

Yan Ying accepted the gift from her friend, opened one, and stuffed it into her mouth. The mellow aroma of chocolate spread between her lips and teeth, and she heard Xie Hu say: "Yan Ying, I'm not in a hurry to get the practice questions. My dad is on duty tonight." , I want to go to the hospital to have a look.”

Yan Ying smiled and said, "Are you planning to steal a teacher to learn art?"

Xie Hu blushed, and said solemnly: "Obviously it's a family tradition."

"Yan Ying, I'm leaving, see you tomorrow" At the fork in the road, Xie Hu waved his hand at Yan Ying and walked towards the hospital.

Yan Ying chewed the chocolate, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and her slack eyes gradually gathered, but she saw a person coming out from behind, it was Song Zijian who had just been dismantled in the hospital: "Ugly girl, let me tell you, my master, I'm the only one who can't bear it." Come to fight with you today!"

Song Zijian used to be a school bully who carried a stick and beat all over the street. He had a bit of uninhibited personality. Recently, he has been bullied by ugly girls. He has had enough. Today He must let the ugly girl know what a real man is.

But as a man, he still doesn't bother to hit girls. He just warns her not to be so presumptuous. His patience is limited.

Yan Ying turned her head away, didn't speak but just smiled, this person seemed to be a bit forgetful.

Song Zijian thought she was afraid, and swept away the depression during the recovery period, walked towards Yan Ying and said, "As for me, I know you are afraid, so please apologize to me. For you to bully me, I will not remember the fault of a villain."

As soon as Song Zijian walked up to Yan Ying, she was knocked down by Yan Ying's sweeping legs. Although she was small but powerful, she greeted her with pink and tender fists. Where did Yan Ying always hurt the most when fighting, she went to Hit that place.

"Why, dare to block me halfway, dare not really fight with me"

In addition, there are very few people passing by this place. Yan Ying shot without any scruples, punching one after another, making Song Zijian angry, and couldn't help but fight back. Yan Ying smiled: "I'm just waiting for you!" trick"

Yan Ying dodged to the left, pressed Song Zijian's arm with her right hand, and she performed a Taekwondo backhand flip when she turned around, and greeted Song Zijian without the slightest humility.

After 10 minutes, Yan Ying just broke out in a little sweat: "Should I still fight?"

On the opposite side, Song Zijian stood up staggeringly, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he couldn't see. He doubted his life: "Are you still a woman?"

"It's a fake one." Yan Ying picked up the schoolbag thrown on the ground and walked home.

Song Ma was busy in the kitchen, looked back, took a breath, and came out angrily holding a spatula: "Zijian, what's wrong with you, what's the matter with the wound on your face, who beat you up?" up"

Song Zijian held the soiled clothes in one hand and stood at the door of the living room. Impatiently forced by Song Mama, he said: "I was the one who caused trouble, but I was beaten up instead."

Song's mother was so angry that she almost slapped her son on the forehead with a spatula: "You are going to die, you have nothing to do to find trouble with others, but you can't beat it, it's a shame, don't you remember that your broken leg is just right, don't you?" Don’t you feel happy if you don’t have some injuries on your body?”

My son said it was up to him, but the body still honestly went to get him medicine.

In the living room, Yan Ying turned on the TV and happily listened to Mama Song's Lion Roar.

Song's mother found a cotton swab and applied medicine to her son. Suddenly, she thought that there were vegetables in the pot, so she turned around and stuffed the medicine into Yan Ying's hand: "Yingying, you put medicine on the brat, the food in my pot don't mess up the dishes"

Said, hurried away.

In the living room, Yan Ying held the medicine in her hand and looked at Song Zijian on the opposite side: "You apply it yourself?"

Song Zijian saw her look of disgust, and when he thought about who caused the injury, he sat across from him confidently: "You hurt it, of course you have to paint it."

Yan Ying said speechlessly: "Obviously you asked for it"

Song Zijian stopped talking, this matter was his fault and it was untenable, but no matter how guilty he was, he still had to hold on to his face.

Seeing that he was here, Yan Ying still had a stiff mouth, pinched the cotton swab in her hand, and involuntarily poked it on his blue and red face at the scene of the accident.

"Hiss~, it hurts..." Song Zijian was suddenly attacked, and his whole body trembled from the pain.

Yan Ying: "It's okay if it hurts, let you continue to provoke me, and remember in the future, in this family, you should listen to me as well as your parents."

Song Zijian was furious: "Why?"

Yan Ying: "Just because you can't beat me"

Yan Ying opened the medicine bottles spread out on the table, looked at them one by one, finally found a medicine that was effective, dipped a cotton swab in the medicine, and slowly applied it on Song Zijian's face.

Compared with the roughness before, this time it can be called very gentle. Song Zijian felt a little flattered for no reason. He froze and stared at her blankly.

But looking at it, I suddenly realized that the ugly girl is not ugly, especially the side face, which is quite pretty.

"One thing I forgot to say"