The enemy is pretending to be weak every day

This reason is really impeccable. Zhai Shen saw that Pei Zheng wrote easily, so he tried to pick up the pen with his left hand and spend two strokes on the draft paper.

He dropped the pen, and after remembering something, he picked up the pen with his right hand and wrote two characters, then he threw the pen away again with a look of disgust.

Tsk, the right hand is also ugly.

Pei Zheng glanced contemptuously, and saw the word "Pei Zheng" written on Zhai Shen's draft paper, which was so ugly that he didn't even want to call it by that name.

It was said to stand for one class, but Zhai Shen slept through half of the class, and Zhai Shen touched the fish, touching this and that, and the time passed quickly.

Two minutes before the end of get out of class, Zhai Shen suddenly remembered that he had finished standing in a well-behaved manner, so Pei Zheng would report a problem to Boss Xie after class!

This process is a bit wrong, did he stand half the class with a white face? !

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students in class seven rushed out of the classroom frantically and went straight to the cafeteria without waiting for the geography teacher to say that class was over. Zhai Shen sat back on his chair and saw that Pei Zheng beside him had no intention of moving.

Zhai Shen took out his water glass and drank a couple of sips, then patted Tao Ji who was in the front row who was still frantically brushing up questions, "What's the matter, you, a rice cook, have also started to go on a hunger strike?"

Tao Ji didn't turn his head back, "Just now Xu Dongqi reminded me that I didn't write the English test paper, and the first class in the afternoon is sister Ying's class."

Zhai Shen thought for a while, but he didn't seem to have written his own. He rummaged on the table for a long time, found out the English test papers folded into small pieces, and asked Pei Zheng, "Did you write it?"

Pei Zheng shook his head, "No."

Zhai Shen threw his test paper on Pei Zheng's desk, "I wrote it for me."

Pei Zheng didn't even read it, "I can't write it."

Di Shen was irritated by Pei Zheng's attitude, and pinched the back of his neck. He had been staring at this place for a long time when he was punished to stand in class, "Pei Zheng, you rub your nose and face, I can't even stand Why are you still playing when you stand up?"

Pei Zheng was suddenly attacked by someone, his eyes dimmed, he held the gel pen, turned his head slightly to look at Zhai Shen, "I hurt my hand, so I can't write."

Di Shen didn't believe his nonsense, "What are you talking about?"

Pei Zheng took out his right hand from his pocket, slowly pulled up the sleeve, and saw a swollen circle around his wrist, and the red area was already bruised, "See it?"

Zhai Shen was stunned for a moment, then let go of his grip on the back of his neck, "Who hit you?"

His first reaction was that Pei Zheng was beaten by some brat again, and when he asked the words, he felt something was wrong. How could anyone only hurt their wrists after being beaten, most likely it was a sprain.

Before Pei Zheng could speak, he changed his words and asked, "When did you sprain it?"

Pei Zheng put down his school uniform sleeves indifferently, and asked him, "What do you think?"

Why does this mean that he is going to blackmail him?Although he frightened Pei Zheng every day and said that he would teach him a lesson, but he only talked about it and never actually did it.

Zhai Shen didn't speak, and Pei Zheng watched him silently, his eyes were as calm as a pool of water, and Zhai Shen was inexplicably guilty looking at him, as if he had decided to take the blame.

Zhai Shen was stared at by those eyes, tried hard to reflect, and remembered that Pei Zheng grabbed the corner of the table when he fell in the morning, and he seemed to understand.

If it was injured at that time, I really had to bear the pot and swell up like this, the little boy would have broken his bones!

"Knowing that your hand is injured and carrying it all morning, you are not afraid that your hand will be useless?" Zhai Shen was speechless. Did Pei Zheng have brain problems or loss of pain nerves?

Pei Zheng has always looked down on such small injuries, so he didn't pay much attention to the pain in the morning. His skin is naturally like this, and a small bump would look scary, but he didn't expect that small injury in the morning. The injury will become like this now.

"It's okay." Pei Zheng said.

Zhai Shen also didn't want to care, but wasn't the blame already placed on him? If something happened to Xueba's right hand, then it's okay?

He stood up, took Zhai Shen's arm and walked out, "No, go to the school hospital to have a look."

Pei Zheng was caught off guard by him and staggered, subconsciously propped his right hand on the table, and the bones "clicked", making Zhai Shen and Pei Zheng silent.

Tao Ji raised his head from the exam papers and looked at the two people in a strange atmosphere, "This time, maybe I really have to go to the school hospital."

The two walked out of the class one after the other, and Zhai Shen looked around awkwardly. Pei Zheng walked behind Zhai Shen with a cold face and his hands in his pockets.

The gate of the school hospital was closed, and the school doctor probably went to lunch.

Zhai Shen looked around, but there was no sign of the school doctor coming back, so he rushed to Pei Zheng and said, "Go off-campus, I know a clinic over there, it's quite reliable."

Pei Zheng was about to go back home, and he nodded after hearing what Zhai Shen said.

Tao Ji was right in what he said just now, if Zhai Shen hadn't helped him, he wouldn't have been hurt twice to the point where he had to see a doctor.

The two continued to walk forward in silence. On the way, they met a few familiar students who greeted Zhai Shen. After seeing Pei Zheng beside him, they looked back and forth between the two of them with inquiring eyes very tacitly.

It was rumored that Pei Zheng was the one who reported Zhai Shen for the first time. The two were in conflict. Zhai Shen even shocked Pei Zheng to the dean because of this incident. Although the incident ended without a problem, the relationship between the two must be It can't be better, how can the two of them walk side by side so peacefully now?

All the way to the clinic that Zhai Shen mentioned, Zhai Shen opened the door and went in. The little nurse in the clinic smiled at him when he saw Zhai Shen, as if he was an old acquaintance.

"Brother Zhai, where did you hurt today?" the little nurse asked.

Zhai Shen stepped aside, took Pei Zheng's arm and walked to the little nurse, "It's not me today, show him my wrist."

The little nurse took a look at Pei Zheng and said with a smile, "He's another handsome guy, I've never seen him before."

Zhai Shen said "hmm", "Transfer student, where's your brother?"

The little nurse rolled up the sleeves of Pei Zheng's school uniform, looked at the injury on the wrist, and frowned, "This is quite serious, my brother is eating in the back, wait a minute!"

The little nurse left in a hurry, Pei Zheng looked around, there were several pennants of "Hanging Pots to Help the World" hung on the wall, various western medicines were placed in the glass counter, and there was a row of blue plastic seats in the corner, opposite to it The corner is a place separated by a curtain.

Everywhere is crude.

Seeing his appearance, Zhai Shen explained: "Don't look at this place as unprofessional, in fact, the doctors in the clinic are quite skilled. They have been in the clinic for seven or eight years, and nothing has happened."

Pei Zheng didn't know why, but after hearing Zhai Shen's words, he felt even more unreliable.

After waiting for three or four minutes, a man in a white coat came out with a pair of slippers scattered on his feet. The man saw Zhai Shen and said with a smile, "I heard from my sister that you are here again, so I thought it was a big deal. "

Zhai Shen leaned against the glass cabinet by his waist, speaking in a very familiar tone to the man in the white coat, "I'm sorry, I've been a little too quiet lately."

To be honest, he was a good student who didn't cause trouble for many days, except for a few days ago when he went to play basketball in the thirteenth middle school, he was a good student who didn't cause trouble. At the beginning, it cannot be said that he is restless.

"It's not like your style, what's the matter, fights are also divided into low and high seasons?" After finishing speaking to Zhai Shen in the white coat, he looked at him and said nothing to Pei Zheng, "Come on, handsome boy, stretch out your hand for me to see look."

Pei Zheng hesitated for two seconds, as if he was questioning whether this man who seemed to have no medical ethics was a serious doctor.

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhai Shen knew Pei Zheng's mental activities very well. He remembered that when he first came here, he hurt his leg and asked him if he needed to take a picture. This buddy touched his leg. After waiting for a long time, Youyou finally said, "Young man's legs are very hairy!"

Zhai Shen came to Pei Zheng's side and said, "This guy is a graduate of the Capital Medical University. He has been in the industry for more than ten years, but he is a bit of a hooligan. Just be careful not to be taken advantage of by him."

Pei Zheng: "..."

Although Zhai Shen seemed to be whispering, but the voice was not lowered at all, the man in the white coat just smiled and listened to him, and looked at Pei Zheng, "Little handsome guy, trust my professionalism, look at the one next to you, now I can definitely take credit for being able to jump alive and kicking."

The two sang together, as if singing a double reed, Pei Zheng stepped forward and passed his hand forward.

The bony and slender fingers of the man in the white coat groped his wrist for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Little handsome guy, do you like men?"

Pei Zheng was startled, and then the sudden sharp pain on his wrist made him almost pull his hand back.

The man in the white coat laughed, "It's just a dislocation, that's all right, I'll fix it for you."

"His wrist is swollen like that, is it okay?" Zhai Shen couldn't help asking.

The man in the white coat gave Zhai Shen a contemptuous look, "I see you are talking nonsense, such white and tender hands are so swollen that you can't rub them?"

Zhai Shen has long been accustomed to verbal attacks from men in white coats, and waved his hands, "Rub it quickly."

The man in the white coat wiped the ointment for Pei Zheng and rubbed it for a while before throwing away his hands. While wiping the ointment on his hands with a tissue, he said, "Just come back at noon tomorrow."

After paying for the medicine, the two walked back under the scorching sun at noon. More than half of the lunch break had passed, and Zhai Shen had developed a biological clock, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Some students in the classroom had already come back from their meal. Pei Zheng suddenly stopped at the door and walked in the opposite direction. Zhai Shen watched him walk to the door of the bathroom, slowly returned to his position, and buried his head in a second of sleep.

In the bathroom, after confirming that there was no one around, Pei Zheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw several missed calls on it, which were made a few minutes ago.

He swiped his finger on the screen a few times, and the call was made. Tu Hei's ringtone rang five or six times, and the person on the other side answered the phone, "Hey, Brother Pei, are you still in class at noon?"

Pei Zheng pursed his lips, leaned against the wooden board in the compartment, pulled his belt with one hand and said: "You are serious, the phone bill is very expensive."

The person on the other side hung up the phone, and then called back, "Brother Pei, you don't need to pay for the answer?"

"I want money, the old set meal, it's been 2 minutes." Pei Zheng's voice was cold and clear, with obvious impatience.

The other party seemed to have no idea that there is still a mobile phone package that charges for answering calls, and was a little speechless for a while.

"It's okay, I'll hang up." Pei Zheng didn't hear the other party's words, so he took down his mobile phone and was about to hang up.

"Hey, don't hang up, just the Taekwondo gym you have been to before, and now it has opened a branch next to your school. Aren't you short of money? Do you want to continue doing it?" the person opposite said.

Pei Zheng didn't mind his background being known by his friends at all, so he replied, "Got it."

"The boss misses you very much. He asked me for your phone number. I thought you didn't give it to me in the college entrance examination next year. You should think about it. It's been four or five months. You should have almost recovered from the operation. Go to be the head coach." It’s faster than the network administrator’s money.” The other party continued.

Pei Zheng held the phone to his ear with his shoulder, straightened his pants with both hands, "Okay, send me the address."

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