I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

Song Zu'an put Hai Dai's matter behind him and slept peacefully.

The next day, Jiang Ye's anesthetic passed away.

Only then did he feel the pain of his broken hands.

It feels like the bones of the forearms on both sides are rusted, and the outer skin/meat is cut off with a kitchen knife, and then the rust on the bones is roughly scraped off with that kitchen knife, and it has not been scraped clean. the pain.

Early in the morning, Jiang Ye's handsome forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his black pupils looking at Song Zu'an were covered with mist.

"I don't want to go to school today..."

The voice was low and hoarse, like a weak beast.

Also like a coquettish kitten.

It is impossible to refuse.

Song Zuan looked at Jiang Ye's pale lips...

It looks like it really hurts.

He said in a rare soft tone: "Then you can have a good rest at my house. I will go to school first, and I will ask my mother to take care of you later."

Hearing this affirmative answer, Jiang Ye's eyes darkened a bit.

But he just looked at Song Zuan quietly and didn't speak any more.

Song Zu'an lifted a corner of the quilt and was about to get up, but Song Wennuan turned over and hung on his arm.

The little girl's voice was even more playful when she didn't wake up, "Brother, please ask for leave too, brother Jiang Ye needs your care!"

Jiang Ye's eyes lit up...

Song Wennuan went on to say, "Later I will help brother Jiang Ye wash his face and brush his teeth, how can mother take care of him conveniently?"

This makes sense, but doesn't Jiang also have other friends who are willing to take care of him?

With such poor popularity, how would he live without Song Zu'an.

Song Zuan was calm on the surface, but in fact, he had been waiting for Song Nuannuan's words of persuasion for a long time.

After all, the quilt is really a very comfortable place, a thousand times better than staying in school.

"In that case, I'll just stay and take care of him."

Song Zu'an tried his best to control his smile, he couldn't resist the temptation of not going to class.

What's more, for a student like him who has mastered general knowledge, it doesn't make much sense to stay in school.

[Host, as an excellent high school student, how can you skip class for no reason? 】

[Besides, isn't our original intention to promote the code of conduct for middle school students?How could the host know the law and break the law, guarding against himself and stealing himself! 】

Song Zuan rolled his eyes at the stainless steel in his heart, and said with disdain: "First, I am not without reason, I want to take care of Jiang Ye. Second, I am not skipping class, I will ask the class teacher for leave."

[The host should ask for leave, Ben is listening. 】

Tsk tsk tsk, isn't it just asking for leave?

Song Zu'an has never been afraid of the head teacher in his life.

He immediately called Li Deshu.

The other party answered in seconds: "Song Zu'an, what's the matter?"

"Ms. Li, it's like this. The monitor fell in the library last night and broke both hands."

After Li Deshu heard it, he replied indifferently: "Well, what then?"

"Then, the class monitor has a sore hand and can't come to school, so he wants to ask you for leave."

"Why can't you come to school if you fall on your hand? Isn't your leg fine?"

Song Zuan couldn't solve this problem.

From Li Deshu's point of view, as long as you have breath, you have to go to school?

【You know, even if the heavy rain turns the whole city upside down, you still have to get to school on time—】

No, Jiang Ye is the class monitor, study committee member and sports committee member, doesn't he have some privileges?

After a brainstorm, Song Zuan continued to explain to Li Deshu: "Teacher, Jiang Ye's hand needs to go to the hospital for treatment, so it will take a few days."

Li Deshu on the other end of the phone paused, not willingly agreeing.

"Okay, finish it as soon as possible and return to school early, the monthly exam is coming soon, you two don't let me lose the chain."

After Li Deshu finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone, but Song Zuan hurriedly added, "Teacher, because Jiang Ye needs someone to take care of him, I also need to ask for a few days off."

"What? Why did you take care of Jiang Ye who was injured? Where are his parents?"