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Du Qianlin followed Kang Wenwen to the dormitory building like a follower.

"You can go back." Kang Wenwen said expressionlessly.

Du Qianlin pretended to be deaf.

Kang Wenwen rolled his eyes, "You have the ability to pretend that you don't understand."

Du Qianlin pretended to be a fool.

"you..."

"Bam—"

A loud noise suppressed Kang Wenwen's voice.

The two were startled at first, then quickly exchanged a look and ran towards the place where the sound came from.

But after reaching the second floor, Du Qianlin realized something was wrong.

"Wen Wen, it seems to be your dormitory!"

Kang Wenwen frowned and said, "Could it be that Qi Jingbing is doing something?"

Before reaching the dormitory door, Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin were rushed back by the thick smoke.

Du Qianlin covered his mouth and nose with his hands, "It seems to smell like gas."

"But it doesn't look like..."

Kang Wenwen also smelled it.

The two fought their way through the pungent smoke and found the door of Kang Wenwen's dormitory.

"Damn it!" Du Qianlin exclaimed looking at the crooked iron door of the dormitory.

"Qi Jingbing?!" Kang Wenwen didn't care about this, and rushed into the thick fog first, calling Qi Jingbing's name.

Because there is a balcony, the smoke dissipates quickly.But Qi Jingbing was not seen within the line of sight, and just as Du Qianlin was feeling relieved, Kang Wenwen suddenly let out an 'ouch'.

Looking up, Kang Wenwen seemed to have kicked something and tripped.

But before Du Qian and Lin Song could breathe a sigh of relief, Kang Wenwen said, "Come on! Qi Jingbing is here!"

Du Qianlin was startled and hurried over.

Qi Jingbing was lying on the ground unconscious, his right arm and right cheek were bloody from the explosion.

The map of "DK" is limited, this time the map is only this school, that is to say, Qi Jingbing couldn't be sent to the hospital with such a serious injury. In the end, Du Qianlin could only die as a living doctor and carry Qi Jingbing on his back infirmary.

And the infirmary is also rare without prevarication.

It was the same Dr. Wu who glanced at Qi Jingbing on Du Qianlin's back, and didn't say anything like other doctors in the infirmary, "We can't see it here, go to the hospital quickly."

Dr. Wu just glanced at it coldly, and then said coldly, "I won't send you this one. Go out of the mortuary and turn left for 100 meters and then turn left."

Kang Wenwen really wanted to say, that's not the morgue, that's the men's room where Li Mingjie died.

"Doctor Wu, let's see if he's still alive."

Dr. Wu picked up the purple sand cup in front of him, took a sip, and finally took two sips of tea foam.

"Well, although I am a doctor, I don't save people who are mortal."

With a dark face, Du Qianlin wanted to put Qi Jingbing on the hospital bed and touched his right shoulder and arm with his left hand.

Walking up to Dr. Wu, I reached out and touched his face, rubbing a black and red handprint.

"What is this!" Doctor Wu subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and exclaimed.

Kang Wenwen replied lightly, "Corpse oil."

"..." Dr. Wu looked at Kang Wenwen and then at his hands.

"vomit!"

Du Qianlin stretched out his five fingers and tried to reach out to him again, Dr. Wu's face paled suddenly...

"I'll save!" It's just so spineless.

Qi Jingbing's injury is not serious, if he is in the hospital.

In this small infirmary, even a 5cm wound may be regarded as hell mode.Qi Jingbing, who could have been rescued, might die here.

But out of humanitarianism, it is impossible for Du Qianlin to watch Qi Jingbing being blown into a coma while standing aside and watching him die.

Although sending him to the infirmary was only adding to his pain, it was also a psychological comfort for him.

I didn't do nothing.

However, Qi Jingbing's injury looked terrible, but there was no fear of his life.

Dr. Wu sighed sadly, "It's really a shame for me to be in such a small infirmary."

Kang Wenwen looked at the mummy on the bed, and gave him a sideways glance, "If Qi Jingbing can't wake up, I will make your dream come true."

"what?"

Du Qianlin kindly explained, "Send you to the hospital."

Dr. Wu exclaimed that he was pitiful, and he was short of singing Meng Jiangnu.

The wall didn't cry, but Qi Jingbing woke up from crying.

"You?" Qi Jingbing looked at the three people in front of him sleepily.

When Kang Wenwen and others saw Qi Jingbing woke up, they fell into a strange silence.

In such a weird atmosphere, Kang Wenwen was thinking about what kind of opening remarks to say to resolve the embarrassment at the moment.

Qi Jingbing closed his eyes, and thoughtfully pulled his quilt under his chin to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

"Qi Jingbing!" Kang Wenwen sneered.

"We brought you here so worried and fearful, why are you treating us like this?"

Qi Jingbing still kept his eyes closed, and mumbled in his mouth, "It's the wrong way for me to open my eyes."

"Qi Jingbing!"

Dr. Wu, the trickster, sent away...not at all.

When Qi Jingbing opened his eyes again, Dr. Wu regained his aloofness, and left the sentence "Drink more hot water and pay attention to rest." Then he left the ward in disgust, presumably returning to his desk.

Kang Wenwen sat on the chair brought by Du Qianlin very naturally, "What's the matter with you?"

Of course, this question was about Qi Jingbing who was lying on the bed.

Qi Jingbing looked dazed at first, then looked at his hands and feet wrapped in rice dumplings, and said with tears in his eyes, "Wenwen, someone is going to kill me."

"Don't call me Wenwen!" Kang Wenwen jumped up and was about to give him a face, but was caught by Du Qianlin who was sitting beside him.

"That's right, who told you to call him Wen Wen?" Du Qianlin said with an unhappy expression.

Qi Jingbing tilted his head, "Then you just call him Wenwen?"

"Only I can call." Du Qianlin's originally frowning brows stretched instantly, and he smiled brilliantly.

One person rewarded a chestnut, and Kang Wenwen said calmly, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Qi Jingbing glanced quietly at Du Qianlin, who was also holding his head, and said pitifully, "I was planning to go back to the dormitory, and when I opened the door, I heard a bang, and then I woke up and I was here."

.....this bit of information is useless.

"Let's go." Du Qianlin got up and called Du Qianlin to leave.

"Hey! Wait." Qi Jingbing stopped him.

Before Kang Wenwen could get impatient, Qi Jingbing pulled out a piece of paper from his arms with difficulty, "Did you write this?"

Kang Wenwen took a closer look, frowning.

Du Qianlin frowned in the same way.

"It should have been planted by someone else."

Qi Jingbing nodded, "I think so too. It says 'Go back to the dormitory, hurry!!!' and the signature is Kong Weiwu. This is too obvious. Do you really think Kong Weiwu is a fool?"

Kang Wenwen (Kong Weiwu): "..."

Seeing Kang Wenwen's complexion was unkind, Qi Jingbing's head was still aching, "I'm not saying you're stupid, I'm saying that the person who gave me the note is stupid."

"Who gave you this note?" Kang Wenwen asked.

Qi Jingbing said, "Su Guixia gave it to me. After we left Su Ranran's scene, I went to the cafeteria. She came to give me the note."

It was Su Guixia again.

Du Qianlin looked at the black handwriting on the note, thinking that he had never seen Kang Wenwen write, so naturally he didn't know if it was his handwriting.

"Wenwen, can you write a few words?" Du Qianlin asked.

Kang Wenwen stared and said, "You doubt me?!"

Du Qianlin shook his head and said with a smile, "I just want to see if you can write such beautiful characters."

"..." Sorry, I'm sorry to say no.

Qi Jingbing spoke for Kang Wenwen, "What kind of good calligraphy is this? Wenwen's writing must be better than this!"

Kang Wenwen glanced at him meaningfully, without the other party thinking about the meaning of this look, Kang Wenwen picked up the pen and paper that Du Qianlin handed over.

Write it down according to the words on the note.

Du Qianlin: "..."

Qi Jingbing: "..."

The handwriting on the note is not pretty, but it is clean and delicate.It looks like it was written by a primary school student or a junior high school student.

And Kang Wenwen wrote...

Not words, but art.