The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

The internal medicine examination room for boys is similar to that for girls. The difference is that boys have to take off all their clothes, so there is always laughter and laughter near the door.

They were about to arrive. Lin Haojie looked up and looked around. Sure enough, he was the shortest.

"Next group," the doctor called.

Lin Haojie followed him in with his head down, and when he saw Xiao Jingchuan raising his hand to unbutton his school uniform, he felt even more autistic.

People are more mad than people!

He is so handsome and unbuttoning his school uniform looks like unbuttoning his tie. His abs have been worth more than eight bucks since his freshman year in high school!

It's like a washboard. How does it feel when you touch it?

Lin Haojie followed the doctor's instructions like a puppet, getting on the scale, measuring his height, and lifting his limbs to perform specified actions.

When he turned sideways, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiao Jingchuan's indescribable lower body.

His eyes widened.

After checking, the group got dressed and walked out.

"Have all the projects here been completed?"

"Yes, all that's left is to draw blood, let's go." Liao Fan replied.

Lin Haojie, who was unusually silent, followed Xiao Jingchuan like a ghost.

“Brother Xiao, you are really my elder brother——”

When he mentioned the word "big", he gave Xiao Jingchuan a trembling thumbs up.

"Fault."

Xiao Jingchuan took it for granted and thought he was going crazy again.

There were many more people outside than before, they were densely packed, and the queue in the blood drawing area was longer. Some students simply squatted or sat on the surrounding flower bed pillars when they got tired.

When the students standing in front of the team saw a girl with a short head walking out, they couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

Some of the more rude ones stretched out their hands to pat the people around them and pointed directly at Tang Jiao. A few of them whispered something.

Judging from his expression, I guess he's not going to be obedient.

Tang Jiao stood motionless, while Chen Mili held her arm and patted her comfortingly.

She came to her senses, shook her head and said, "It's okay."

Tang Jiao really didn't care about the strangers. She was just thinking, how long will the queue last?

She couldn't eat breakfast during the blood test. It was already past 9 o'clock and she was a little hungry.

Xiao Jingchuan and his party followed up from behind. Seeing Tang Jiao standing still, they frowned and simply walked behind her.

"Why are you standing here and not leaving?"

Tang Jiao recognized Xiao Jingchuan's voice and naturally looked up at him.

There were a lot of people at the scene, and they were rubbing shoulders with each other.

Xiao Jingchuan stood 10 centimeters behind Tang Jiao. Tang Jiao turned sideways and looked back. The distance between the two was even closer.

Xiao Jingchuan looked down at Tang Jiao, her hair hanging on her forehead, and her eyes swept over every inch of her face without any concealment.

For the first time, Tang Jiao clearly felt how tall Xiao Jingchuan was. She only reached down to his collarbone.

His eyes are so beautiful. From this angle, they look like a deep and calm starry sky.

To others, this was clearly Tang Jiao leaning on Xiao Jingchuan's chest, looking back and talking to him.

The eyes of the girls around him suddenly changed.

Everyone in Jingsheng No. [-] Middle School knows about Xiao Jingchuan. He has been secretly observing and collecting intelligence since his first year in high school. There are many people who want to find opportunities to pursue him, and there are even more people who have failed and failed.

Now I actually saw him behaving intimately with a girl with a strange short head, and the alarm in my heart suddenly sounded.

"Why are you standing still?"

Xiao Jingchuan asked again, his voice was low and inexplicably hoarse.

"hungry."

Tang Jiao stood up straight and took a step back, holding his stomach and speaking honestly.

Xiao Jingchuan didn't expect this answer, so he laughed and said: "Then get in line quickly, and you can eat after the blood is drawn."

He reached out and gently supported Tang Jiao's shoulders, taking her two steps forward. Then he let go and passed her, taking the lead to stand behind one of the lines.

Tang Jiao and Chen Mili followed and stood in line next to them. In front of them were also classmates from Class [-].

The boy as tall as a mountain in front is named Wang Dongqi. He is 194cm tall and weighs 130kg. His seat is right next to the back door. He is in the last row of the first group. He can block half of the door if he sits there.

During this period, two girls came over to talk to Xiao Jingchuan. He chatted with them casually, then put on his headphones and teamed up with his roommates to play games. Seeing this, the others had no choice but to give up and stop approaching.

It was already past nine o'clock, and the sun was getting hotter. There were seven lines in line for blood draws, and the entire Mingde building was full of people. It was even hotter when they were together.

Some people held thin medical examination forms and fanned themselves impatiently, while others were already prepared and held up umbrellas.

There were people walking out of the queue aisle after having their blood drawn. Two girls held hands and walked past, complaining in a low voice.

"It hurts me so much! This doctor is so hard at injecting needles."

"Yeah, I've never seen anything like this!"

Tang Jiao also felt uncomfortable with the heat. He fanned in vain with his palms. Feeling a little uncomfortable on his head, he took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and carefully twisted a corner, groping to wipe the sweat on his head based on his feeling.

Chen Mili saw it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let me help you."

"what?"

Tang Jiao still raised his hand and looked at Chen Mili doubtfully.

Chen Mili took the tissue in Tang Jiao's hand and asked, "Is the wound uncomfortable?"

Tang Jiao nodded: "I'm sweating, and it's a little itchy."

Chen Mili raised his hand and carefully wiped off the sweat around Tang Jiao's wound, even speaking with caution.

"Will it hurt if you rub it like this?"

It was the first time that Chen Mili got so close to look at Tang Ziao's scar carefully. The wound had healed, and the healed area was pink with deep marks left by the sutures.

To be honest, it looked a bit scary, but when he thought of Tang Jiao who had to endure this himself, Chen Mili felt weird.

"It won't hurt."

Tang Jiao didn't notice Chen Mili's emotions, and kept his head tilted slightly, jokingly saying: "The outside has healed, unless you hit me hard on the head."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mili patted his shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense."

Tang Jiao hunched his shoulders and hid, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Xiao Jingchuan, who was watching him from the team next door.

Really, someone who has hit him on the head.

They noticed it as early as when Tang Jiao wiped her head with a tissue. Everyone tacitly pretended not to hear, avoided looking, and said nothing. Until she said "unless you hit me hard on the head," those who knew about it all turned their attention to Xiao Jingchuan.

Lin Haojie's inner os: Brother Xiao has shouldered this debt after all.

Tang Jiao saw Xiao Jingchuan looking at him leisurely with his pockets in his pockets, his eyes darkened and he didn't speak.

He quickly stood up straight and waved his hands to prove his innocence.

"I'm definitely not talking about you!"

"I know," Xiao Jingchuan smiled sullenly, "What's the hurry? Just move forward."

He raised his chin to signal that Tang Jiao's team had moved forward, and the matter was over as soon as he interrupted.

For a moment, Xiao Jingchuan felt that the scar on Tang Jiao's head was extremely annoying.

It was so annoying that his knuckles twitched and itched, eager to destroy something.

He wanted to completely erase this unpleasant trace from Tang Jiao's body.

Better to change to...

Replace it with what?

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were filled with a chaotic and sinister look of prey.

He pinched his knuckles and closed his eyes tightly.

When he opened it again, his eyes had regained their composure.