middle aged

Mo Pingfan, who had his wounded hands wrapped, soon became the focus of the entire academy. When he came to the office the next day, before entering the door, he was startled by Han Yue's loud voice: "My God, Teacher Mo, you What's wrong with your hand?" Han Yue, who was sitting near the door of the office, saw Mo Fanfan's left hand wrapped in layers of bandages from a distance. After all, it was also the object of his crush. Now even though she knew that she couldn't do it, she Still couldn't help feeling a little distressed.He ran out of the seat three steps at a time, held Mo Fanfan's injured left hand, and kept asking questions.

"It's okay, it's okay. When I was in the laboratory last night, there was a small accident and I was a little burnt." Withdrawing his hand from Han Yue inadvertently, Mo Pingfan smiled embarrassedly at Han Yue, "It's just a burn." That's all, nothing more."

"Scalding is not a trivial matter. Have you gone to the hospital to see it? In such a hot weather, the wound is easily infected."

"I went to the school hospital for treatment last night."

"How about the school hospital, wait a minute, I'll drive you to the big hospital outside to show me." Han Yue is also really hot-tempered, so he turned around and took the car keys from the desk, and was about to pull Mo Pingfan walked out.

"What's the matter? Hey? Teacher Mo, what's wrong with your hand?" Before turning around while pulling Mo Pingfan, Han Yue heard a thick middle-aged man's voice. Han Yue looked back and saw that it was Dean Zhang of the college came from the corridor. Dean Zhang's office was a little behind several of their young teachers, so they would often meet in the corridor.

"It's okay, there was a little accident in the laboratory last night, it was just a burn, it doesn't matter."

"Scalds are not trivial. Have you been to the hospital?" After all, he was a junior who helped me a lot when I was studying in Japan, and Dean Zhang still cared about Mo Fanfan very much.

"I've seen it. The doctor has already prescribed the medicine. There is really nothing serious about it. There is no need to go to the hospital." Mo Fanfan said to Dean Zhang. Dean Zhang.

"Okay, I know your ability to deal with accidents. Since you said it's okay, Xiao Han, don't take him to the hospital. You don't know what our teacher Mo is like. He is always strict in his work. Our domestic It takes a long time to wait for registration at the hospital. It’s nothing to worry about Mr. Mo’s burns. Don’t worry about something wrong with our final exam. Oh, yes, even though you don’t need to go to the hospital anymore, you should also pay attention , I know that at ten o'clock in the morning, the teacher of your teaching group will release the test papers for the final exam, so you don't need to do anything then, just let me know if you have any opinions, and I will call the director of your teaching group later."

"Principal Zhang...this..." Mo Fanfan felt a little embarrassed. This little injury seemed to be a big deal.

"You are not allowed to refuse. If you have something wrong in China, I will go to Japan to see the teacher, and he will probably not let me in, hahaha." After finishing speaking, Dean Zhang walked into his office.

Mo Fanfan felt a little helpless: Why do the people around me feel like a baby who can't take care of himself recently? First Yan Nan, then Han Yue, and now there is another Dean Zhang. Hey, it's just a Small burns, why are everyone so nervous?

Now that Dean Zhang had opened his mouth, Han Yue couldn't hold on any longer. After helping Mo Fanfan make a cup of coffee, he returned to his desk and started to work on his own affairs.

In fact, this injury is really nothing to Mo Fanfan, and the injury is on his left hand, which does not affect his daily life and work at all, but I don't know who will listen to what Dean Zhang said in the morning Well, when the teaching group came out with the test papers, the director of the teaching group stopped letting him use the pen and the mouse. Instead, he respected his opinions. Finally, he specifically sought his opinions on summarizing the key and difficult test points on the test papers.

When the meeting was over, Mo Fanfan obviously felt that the eyes of several young teachers of his age were looking at him wrongly. The eyes that were filled with jealousy and disdain but did not dare to show it easily made Mo Fanfan Inexplicably felt a little funny.Since he came to this academy, he has kept a low profile as much as possible. Although there were no shortage of gossip about his background when he first came, such a young returning scholar gave up invitations from prestigious schools in big cities and came to In the Z University of an ordinary university, anyone would have some guesses, but Mo Fanfan never liked to get too close to people, and he didn't like to care about anything, so those rumors gradually faded away.But just a few words of concern from Dean Zhang this morning made Mo Fanfan feel the feeling of being talked about behind his back. He couldn't help but smiled wryly, hey, people always care more about others than about others. Myself, life is really tiring.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Yan Nan and Shen Xiangqian still arrived at the door of the laboratory on time. Mo Fanfan saw the two of them through the glass and called them into the laboratory.

"This is your senior sister. This year she is in the second year of graduate school. Her name is Qin Qingqing. You can follow her to do experiments." Mo Fanfan pointed to Yan Nan and Shen Qianqian at a girl with glasses and a short, fat, round face, and said. "The project you are going to do is a small branch of her graduate project. She has always been relatively safe in doing experiments. You follow her and study hard. You can only go back after completing the experiment every night. Don't play tricks." Mo Fanfan urged, Qin Qingqing is one of the more sensible and well-behaved graduate students under his supervision. To be honest, he is still a little worried about letting her take care of two naughty boys alone.

But after one night, he found that the two children, Yan Nan and Shen Xiangqian, could sit still and listen to Qin Qingqing explain the experimental operation!Moreover, when encountering some experiments that are difficult to master, they even take the initiative to ask the senior sister for the principle of the experiment!In fact, most of the time, Mo Pingfan could see that Shen Xiangqian was just making up the numbers, while Yan Nan, a child, had changed from his previous state of dawdling, and looked like he was studious, inquiring, positive, and loves to learn.Shen Xiangqian on the side probably saw that Yan Nan didn't seem to be perfunctory at all, so he had no choice but to follow along and put on a show, so that he could listen to it anyway.

Since the effect of changing the student belt was good, Mo Fanfan and the three students went back to their small apartment after exhorting them.Although he slept better than before last night, in the early morning, in a nightmare, he unconsciously waved his left hand and touched the desk lamp on the bedside table. He woke up with a start, and after waking up in the early morning, it was difficult to fall asleep again.

Walking leisurely from the laboratory to the small apartment, Mo Pingfan opened the door of the apartment, unwilling to turn on the light, and sat down on the sofa as if falling apart. He reached out and turned on the small warm yellow desk lamp on the bedside table. The bright light instantly illuminated the whole room. Mo Pingfan took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. The feeling of lack of sleep was really uncomfortable. Mo Pingfan half leaned on the side of the sofa, squinted his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

"Bang bang bang..." It seemed to be the sound of someone knocking on the door

Mo Fanfan listened in a daze. He didn't want to pay attention to the person outside the door, but it was obvious that the person outside the door was more patient than him.

"Who is it..." Opening his heavy eyelids, Mo Fanfan rubbed his aching temples, finally getting confused, the feeling of being woken up was really bad.

"Here we come." Picking up the glasses on the coffee table, Mo Fanfan walked to the door and opened it, only to see Yan Nan standing at the door. Yan Nan, who is about 1.9 meters tall and strong, is like a wall, almost filling the small door of the apartment. Seeing Mo Pingfan's blurred eyes, he realizes that he has disturbed the teacher's clear dream.

"Teacher... are you asleep?" Yan Nan asked shyly.

"Um, I was a little tired when I came back. I just wanted to lie on the sofa for a while, but I fell asleep. Fortunately, you came and knocked on the door. Otherwise, if I slept like this all night, I might not even be able to lift my neck tomorrow." " Seemingly seeing Yan Nan's embarrassment, Mo Fanfan seemed to unintentionally relieve Yan Nan.

Sure enough, Yan Nan's expression changed, he became more relaxed, and said, "I'm afraid of disturbing the teacher's rest." He rubbed his head, smiled, and there was a little shyness of a teenager in his eyes.

"Sit down." Mo Pingfan greeted Yan Nan to sit on the sofa, and handed him a bottle of Coke from the small refrigerator in the kitchen: "What do you want to see the teacher? Did you have any problems during the experiment?"

Yan Nan took the Coke and said with a smile: "Teacher, there is nothing during the experiment. The senior sister taught very well. We checked the safety of the laboratory before we left and locked the door."

"Oh? That?" Mo Pingfan looked at his phone. At [-]:[-], he couldn't quite figure out the reason why this child appeared in his apartment at this time.

"Hehe, I'm going to make a bet with Xiangqian. It seems that he has to lose to me for a meal. After coming out of the laboratory, we bet whether Teacher Mo will forget to change the medicine on his hands today. He said you are careful. I'm sure I won't forget it, but I said, Mr. Mo, you are not as careful with yourself as you are with us. I don't know where I forgot about changing the medicine. "

"Ah?" Mo Pingfan was startled, and looked at his left hand wrapped like a rice dumpling. If Yan Nan hadn't mentioned this matter, he probably would have forgotten to change the medicine a long time ago.

Mo Fanfan raised his left hand and looked left and right: "Don't tell me, I really forgot, the nurses in this school hospital are also really good at dressing up such a large wound, and those who don't know it think my whole hand is covered. It’s disabled, I have to remove the bandage to change the dressing, hey, toss.” After that, Mo Fanfan began to use his right hand to untie the bandage of his left hand, but he could only use one hand, Mo Fanfan wasted a lot of effort , It's just a little fur from the outer layer.