Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

At this moment, Teacher Zhao was keenly aware of the movement here, so he walked over quickly to investigate. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but gasp - he saw that Yi Jiale's right thumb was deeply embedded in a huge wooden thorn! This sudden situation made Teacher Zhao panic and he thought to himself: "Oh my God! Yi Jiale is the treasure of the principal and teachers of various subjects! If he suffers such a serious injury in my class, what if he can't even write in the future, then I will become a sinner for all the teachers and students in the school?" Thinking of this, a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on Teacher Zhao's forehead.

However, as an experienced teacher, Mr. Zhao quickly calmed down and made arrangements. He turned to the monitor and said, "Monitor, please help look after the other students first. After class, find a few other students to pack up these things and put them in the school warehouse." After that, Mr. Zhao bent down without hesitation and prepared to pick up the injured Yi Jiale.

At this time, Huo Sheng on the side hurriedly said: "Teacher Zhao, don't worry, we have a car and can take Jiale to the hospital faster." Hearing this, Teacher Zhao hesitated slightly, but then nodded, and followed Huo Sheng to the place where the school parked bicycles.

Soon, they arrived at the parking lot. Teacher Zhao nimbly climbed onto Huo Sheng's slightly old 28-inch bicycle and carefully placed Yi Jiale on the front seat. Huo Sheng then rode on Yi Jiale's original bicycle with a swift movement. The two bicycles sped towards the hospital like arrows from a bow. Along the way, the wheels rolled, raising clouds of dust, leaving only a series of crisp bell sounds echoing in the air...

The three rushed to the nearest hospital.

When we got to the hospital, the doctor took a closer look and said there was no serious problem and that it would be fine after a bandage and rest for a while.

Yi Jiale sat in the chair, her body trembling slightly, and when the doctor was about to pull out the thorn deeply embedded in her finger, she nervously closed her eyes. Despite this, tears still slid down from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

The pain spread throughout her body like an electric current, making it almost unbearable for her. She felt as if her fingers were burned by fire, and the burning pain constantly stimulated her nerves. At this time, in order to ensure that the small wooden thorn was completely removed and prevented from growing into the flesh, the doctor was carefully using tweezers to open the skin and flesh of Yi Jiale's thumb, and continued to rinse it with saline.

Every time he turned over and washed his clothes, he felt a piercing pain. Yi Jiale couldn't help crying.

"Oh! It hurts so much! Wuuuuu..." Her cries echoed throughout the entire clinic, making people feel pity when they heard them.

Because of the excessive pain, Yi Jiale instinctively wanted to retract her hand, but the doctor held her wrist tightly, making her unable to move at all. At this moment, Huo Sheng, who had been standing next to her, stepped forward quickly, stretched out his arms, and hugged Yi Jiale's head tightly in his arms, trying to prevent her from seeing the tragic wound.

Seeing Tuanzi being tortured like this, Huo Sheng's heart seemed to be torn apart, and he was heartbroken. Unconsciously, his eyes gradually became moist, and tears rolled in his eyes. At the same time, he kept muttering: "Doctor, please be gentler, a little more gentle..." His voice was full of anxiety and concern.

The male doctor's movements were extremely gentle. He tried to speed up as much as possible, but each step was done very carefully. He quickly and skillfully washed the wound, and the water gently brushed over the injured area, washing away the dirt and blood one by one. Then, he carefully sprinkled the medicine, and the white powder evenly covered the wound, like a thin layer of snow. Finally, he picked up the white bandage and wrapped it around and around, wrapping the wound tightly.

After everything was done, Yi Jiale finally stopped sobbing and crying. However, even though the wound had been properly bandaged, the pain was still there. She could feel a small heart beating at the wound site, impacting her nerves.

At this time, the male doctor smiled and said in a gentle and kind voice: "The bandage is now complete. You need to go to the payment office to settle the fee later. Also, little friend, you have to come to the hospital every day to change the dressing on this wound. When the time comes, you must ask your parents to bring you here."

Yi Jiale's eyes were still tearful and her nose was red, making her look particularly adorable. She nodded pitifully, indicating that she understood what the doctor said.

Seeing Yi Jiale so well-behaved and obedient, the male doctor felt compassion for him. He reached into his pocket and fumbled around, then, like a magic trick, he pulled out a beautifully wrapped candy. He gently peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed the sweet-smelling candy into Yi Jiale's mouth, and coaxed him softly, "You are really the strongest and bravest child I have ever seen! So, this candy is your uncle's reward to you."

Yi Jiale held the candy in her mouth, feeling the sweetness spreading in her mouth. Although she was still a little embarrassed, a bright smile gradually blossomed on her face. She happily said to the doctor, "Thank you, uncle!" That childish voice really made people feel more pity for her.

Yi Jiale was just about to take money out of his pocket to pay, but Teacher Zhao quickly declined and refused to take the money.

When the three of them finally returned to school, it was the last class.

When the teacher in charge of the class noticed two empty seats, he asked and learned that Yi Jiale was injured and sent to the hospital, so the teachers didn't say anything.

On the contrary, they really care about Yi Jiale and are afraid that something might happen to him.

Yi Jiale sat in his seat, and the last class was art class. Then, one after another, the head teacher, the principal, and several main subject teachers came over to care about Yi Jiale and asked about his situation.

When the teachers learned that Yi Jiale's finger was not seriously injured, they were relieved. After all, it was the big finger of his left hand, which could have a great impact on his studies.

Finally, Teacher Li made the decision that Yi Jiale would not have to do any homework during this period and could do it when his finger healed.

Yi Jiale thanked him obediently.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Principal Ning stood outside the classroom door, anxiously asking Teacher Zhao about the condition of Yi Jiale's finger. He frowned and stared at Teacher Zhao, eager to know the answer.

"Teacher Zhao, what happened to Yi Jiale's finger? Is it serious?" Principal Ning asked with concern.

Teacher Zhao quickly replied, "Don't worry, Principal. After a preliminary examination, Yi Jiale's hand is fine. It was just pierced into the flesh. The wound has been treated."

Hearing this news, Principal Ning finally let go of his worries and breathed a sigh of relief. However, he still felt it necessary to give Teacher Zhao some instructions.

"Teacher Zhao, although Yi Jiale's injury was not serious this time, we still need to be more careful in future classes and try to avoid such incidents from happening again. The children are still young, and we cannot be careless about safety issues!" Principal Ning said earnestly.