I was reborn and stayed in school to lie down. I really don’t want to roll anymore!

In the clinic, Mao Kexin was helped to sit down again by Ling Jianyun and Jin Hao.

Doctor Liao was looking at the CT scan with a serious expression.

Jiang Hao and Li Jing both had serious expressions on their faces and began to hesitate with each other.

"It's pretty much what I guessed."

"Classmate, show me your hand again."

As Dr. Liao spoke, he grabbed Mao Kexin's hand.

Jiang Hao felt a lot of pressure at this moment.

I feel that once I have heard that a certain doctor is unreliable, the next time I see this doctor, he will seem less and less reliable.

The young man was in his thirties, with a face full of stubble and a small patch of hair sticking up at the back of his head.

Somehow, the usual smile on her face seemed more greasy and weak the more I looked at it.

"Doctor Liao, how about..."

...

"Click~!"

Jiang Hao was about to call a halt when he saw Dr. Liao restore Mao Kexin's finger in lightning speed.

"Okay, it's alright!"

"Since you are young, I won't put you in a cast, but don't do any big activities in the next week or two."

After blessing Mao Kexin, Dr. Liao looked at Jiang Hao again.

"This fellow...teacher? What were you about to say?"

Dr. Liao looked at Jiang Hao's appearance and found it difficult to tell whether he was a student or a teacher.

Although she looks young, her temperament gives people a mature feeling.

At the same time, he felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

But seeing that Jiang Hao was standing very closely with his old classmates, he should be a young teacher.

"Oh! Nothing!"

"Doctor Liao, is my student completely fine?"

...

"It's nothing serious. Just take some rest recently."

"How about I give her some Chinese medicine to promote blood circulation and dissipate blood stasis?"

Doctor Liao looked calm and had nothing to say about this common dislocation.

Especially since the injured person was a young man in his twenties, he recovered very quickly.

Now only Jiang Hao and Li Jing were left looking at each other.

Especially Jiang Hao himself looked at Li Jing with strange eyes.

It’s obvious that Dr. Liao is not very reliable!

Brother Li still looked at his old classmate with an old eye. Fortunately, he didn't say those words at that time.

"Lao Li? Are you teaching at the university in Songjiang now?"

"I always thought that you didn't stay in school that year, but went to the Magic City!"

I don’t know what club the two of them met in, but it seems that she had a good relationship with Brother Li during college.

"I came to Songjiang right after I graduated, to Songjiang Normal University."

"What about you! I remember that before I left, you were still with your teacher at the Affiliated Hospital of Ocean University, right?"

...

"Well, I worked there for four or five years, but the work was too busy and the salary was not high, so I left!"

"Anyway, young male doctors like me in the surgical field are in great demand, and it's easy to find a job, so I came to Songjiang in 15."

...

"I didn't expect that you, Lao Li, are also in Songjiang. We can get together more often in the future!"

The group of people finally left the clinic accompanied by Dr. Liao.

The surgical outpatient clinic of the Ninth Hospital was indeed idle. From the time they arrived at the consulting room until the end of the consultation, there were really no other patients.

Sitting back in the car, Mao Kexin finally recovered.

You may have been a little stressed or a little scared when you were injured before.

Just as she said, she felt a little dizzy when she saw her dislocated fingers.

Fortunately, the pale face has regained its color now.

His attention was drawn again to the large area of ​​bruises on his left knee.

But this wound looks serious, but it is actually not that serious.

Of course, in recent times, Mao Kexin probably won’t wear this kind of leg-revealing shorts anymore.

"Teacher Jiang..."

A timid voice came from the side.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

...

"No... I'm not upset anymore, just... just please don't tell my dad about this over the phone, okay?"

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment after hearing what Mao Kexin said.

He really didn't think about calling Mao Kexin's parents about this matter.

It stands to reason that when a student is injured, especially a dislocation which is not a minor matter, the parents must be notified.

Now that Mao Kexin has reminded him, Jiang Hao doesn't know how to deal with this matter.

As a master's supervisor, it was the first time he encountered a student getting sick.

He turned his head and looked at Li Jing beside him, wanting to ask for his opinion.

Li Jing shook his head at this moment with a serious expression.

"Let's just talk on the phone. Forget about the fever or something, but you can't hide this kind of thing."

As an experienced college teacher who started out as a counselor, he naturally has experience in this area.

Especially from the perspective of parents, communication must be maintained when it comes to matters concerning student safety.

Even though some parents don't care, or even really don't care about their own children, there are still many who come back and ask the school to be held responsible.

If they really are this kind of parents, if you cover it up now, it will be more difficult to deal with if things get out of hand later.

Jiang Hao still chose to believe Brother Li. He immediately comforted Mao Kexin and asked her to enter her father's mobile phone number.

The call was answered soon.

"Hello~?"

A dull, middle-aged male voice came from the phone, with a hint of smoke in his voice.

...

"Are you Mao Kexin's father? I'm Jiang Hao, her master's supervisor."

...

"Mr. Jiang!? Oh! No! Mr. Jiang!?"

It can be heard that Boss Mao's tone on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited.

He subconsciously called out "Mr. Jiang", and it was obvious that he had been paying attention to Jiang Hao for a long time.

"Dad Mao Kexin, I have something to tell you. Today you..."

...

"Yes! All treatments have been completed. This is my negligence at work and in school."

...

"Teacher Jiang! Don't say that. Xinxin is just playing around."

"You're already in graduate school, but you still think about playing every day. It's okay to suffer a little. It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Jiang!"

Boss Mao was quite understanding. At least his attitude on the phone did not indicate that he was going to cause trouble at school.

At the end of the conversation, I couldn't help but call him Mr. Jiang.

"Teacher Jiang, will you still be in school later? I came to see Xinxin and I also want to thank you for taking her to see the doctor!"

……

In the end, Jiang Hao canceled all company arrangements for the afternoon.

A student was injured and his parents were coming from Lizhou City to visit him, so naturally he had to accompany them.

In the laboratory, I watched Mao Kexin finish taking the Chinese medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, it's really hard to lead a class when there are too many students.

Before, there were only two male students, and it was not so bad. At most, they would go to the Internet cafe together to play games.

Now that a female classmate has come, it seems like a chemical reaction is happening.

Especially looking at Ling Jianyun's lackey-like posture, it's no wonder that there are so many activities.

After I was mentally prepared, I asked Gao Wei to find some topics, or asked the company to send a horizontal project to put pressure on these three people.

Yu Xintong had also pushed the door open and showed concern for the injured Mao Kexin.