My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 Kitahara Hideji is essentially a reasonable person. Although the current situation is basically a scapegoat left to him by the original owner, he feels that he should admit it.

　　 Of course, he didn't think it was entirely the fault of the original owner.

　　 The original owner has the habit of writing essays, but they are all texts such as sighs and tears. It can be seen that the original owner is a delicate and sensitive young man. It seems that the ideal is to be a writer or work in literary publishing in the future.

Although the text can occasionally show that the original owner is a little self-pitying and feels that the world is all layman, and he is the most noble, but it does not feel like the kind of person who will insult people casually. The basic training is still there. Knowing which sentence didn't match Dongmei's little carrot head angered her.

But what is the truth? It’s inconvenient to ask now. Kitahara saw that Dongmei was so painful, he quickly put a lot of effort on her hands to massage the acupuncture points, and after she eased up a little, she tried to test the outer wall of the water cup and added some hot water. , Came to her and explained to her softly: "I have mild face blindness, and sometimes I have no intention of speaking. If you care about the past, I can apologize."

　　 If it weren't completely unreasonable, Hideji Kitahara would be twenty years old anyway. Looking at Dongmi, this kid would still be willing to let it go a little bit-it's not a fundamental problem that involves the bottom line of principle.

Dong Mei pulled her small face and frowned her brows, feeling that he had admitted it in disguise. She glanced at the water glass again, and was a little bit down, and muttered in a low voice, "Forget it, you helped me this time. The old account will be erased, and it is not rare for me to apologize! But the matter of you stepping on me and hitting my head is not over yet, one day I will let you know how good I am!"

　　 "Drink water first!" Kitahara Hideji was a little relieved. Although this little radish head is still awkward, it makes sense. I never thought that stomach cramps can cure neurosis and irritability. Is this a new medical discovery?

　　 Winter Miyoshi glanced at him, this guy, if you don't let you apologize, you really won't apologize? Can you die in soft words?

　　 She complained about holding her elbows in her stomach and wanted to sit up halfway, but she didn't have enough strength. Xiuji Kitahara hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand to gently support her, and put a pillow behind her so that she could sit comfortably against the head of the bed.

　　 Dongmei didn't say a word, let alone thank you, took the water glass with both hands, holding it slowly like a hamster. Drinking hot water can relieve stomach cramps. She takes a sip and feels a little more comfortable. She held it for a while and said: "It seems that the lunch break is about to end. You can go back to class. Don't delay your study."

　　 Kitahara Hideji hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "I will leave when the school doctor comes."

　　 Dongmei tilted her head slightly noncommittal, and whispered, "It's up to you. Next time I win, you don't use this as a reason."

"I'm not that stingy. Nuanbao is still hot, do you want to change it for you?" The sickly radish head Kitahara Xiuji in front of me felt that it was a good deal, and a bit ill-spirited that this guy would not be able to cure the disease. Not bad.

　　 Dongmei took another sip of hot water, and whispered: "Then...change another one!" She hasn't enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by a human body for a long time, and she can't give birth to a small temper, and her unconscious attitude has softened a lot.

　　 The so-called two are good, and the two of them are now taking a step back. They will not hold back each other's steps as before, and stick to each other like a porcupine squeezing a hedgehog, and the atmosphere between them is greatly relaxed.

　　 Kitahara Hideji smiled and went to get a charged battery. After charging this for a long time, he tried the temperature and it was hot, so he found another towel and wrapped it in a bag before handing it to Dongmei.

　　 This guy is so careful! Dongmei stroked the warm treasure bag and felt that the temperature was right, then glanced at Hideji Kitahara, flattened her mouth and began to untie her waist—this guy really looked like a good egg when he was good. Did he take the wrong medicine today?

　　 "Sorry, I'm late!" The porcupine and the hedgehog were easing the relationship. The door of the school infirmary was pushed open, and a woman in a white coat rushed in.

　　 Kitahara Hideji looked back at her, speechless for a while. Although it is lunch break, where did you go? Although the serious illness will be sent directly to the hospital, you can't ignore the minor illnesses of the students? You have to be worthy of your salary at least?

He took a close look at this female school doctor-private colleges like to hire female school doctors, it is convenient for female students, and it is not easy to cause some messy and disgusting things-roughly judged the age, and thinks it should be between 20 and 40. between.

　　 This judgment is no different from no judgment, but Hideji Kitahara can't be blamed. He is not good at distinguishing the age of women, and this female school doctor wears heavy makeup. Her hair was also quite messy, she had clearly rolled up a bun, but she had to hang down a few strands on her forehead. The chest of the white coat that was supposed to be spotless was also stained with grease, and the buttons on the neckline simply disappeared.

　　 Kitahara Hideji instinctively thinks this school doctor is not very reliable, shouldn't the doctor be like this? He glanced at the nameplate on the other's chest again, and saw the name "Suzuki Hanako" written on it, he smiled and said hello to the female school doctor: "Mr. Suzuki, hello."

　　 He is much smoother than the head of a small carrot, he will not offend people easily, even if he is defamatory, he will welcome him with a smile.

　　 "Hello, thank you for your hard work." Suzuki Hanako had already gone to the bed to check on Dong Mi's condition, and casually dealt with Kitahara Hideji's sentence, but Kitahara Hideji was a little worried and didn't rush to go, standing and listening.

　　 It took so much effort, and it would be too bad if the little turnip head was given to the quack doctor. In case this guy is a casual refill, call Naotaka Fukuzawa and ask him to take his daughter to the hospital for an examination.

But he gradually relieved after listening to this. The female school doctor is a little sloppy, but she is still professional. She has a thorough examination, and all the questions are asked. And the female school doctor has a long body after the examination of Dong Mei. He breathed a sigh of relief and warmly said to Dongmei: "Stomach cramps caused by excessive stress should be relaxed. Don't eat irritating foods. Avoid cold foods... Drink more water. I'll give you an injection later. You will be fine after you sleep."

Then she took out a binder, asked for Dongmei’s name, class and other information to register, then went to the student files to check Dongmei’s admission medical report, the record of injuries and allergies from the middle school era, At the same time, he beckoned Kitahara Xiuji to come.

　　 Kitahara Hideji was ready to go back, and when he saw the school doctor greeted him, he walked over and asked politely: "What's your order, Mr. Suzuki?"

"You handled it well just now!" Suzuki Hanako noticed the tooth marks on Dongmei's lower lip, and she knew what it was like to have stomach cramps. She understood that Dongmei had a terrible pain, but she had basically alleviated it when she came. After asking Dongmei, I knew everything, and felt that Hideji Kitahara's response was reasonable, so I had some curiosity, "Are you a health committee member of Class C for the first year? Thank you so much. I will write your daily reviews excellent. of."

　　 It is the responsibility of her school doctor to alleviate the student's illness. She was a little dereliction of duty this time, so she must say thank you. It is a disguised apology and responsibility.

"No, Mr. Suzuki, I'm a student of Class B, and I'm not a health committee member in the class. I only sent her to Fukuzawa only occasionally. Seeing that she was in severe pain, I relieved her. A little thing You don’t have to take it to heart." Kitahara Hideji doesn’t care about good reviews at all. As long as he has good academic performance, he will naturally receive preferential treatment in school. Daily scores are useless for him, and he doesn’t want to be a student—he is such a shameless person. People who are practical are first, and those who are not practical will start to be fake and generous.

　　 If he is enthusiastic about helping his classmates to gain points in the college entrance examination, he will definitely carry forward the Chinese spirit of ** in the private Dafu Academy, saving the dead every day and helping the wounded. But if you don’t add points, hello, hello, hello, everyone, don’t affect my study, I’ll take care of what you do.

　　 "Oh, no wonder I haven't seen you..." Suzuki Hanako nodded and asked with a smile, "Are your parents a doctor?"

　　 "No, my family is farming."

　　 "Well, do you study with the ambition of a doctor? I usually pay attention to this aspect?" Generally high school students are not interested in acupressure massage.

"I haven't paid special attention to it, but I accidentally read something related in the book." Kitahara Hideji casually responded. He was not in the mood to chat with this female school doctor, and was even more afraid that the female school doctor would be arrested for a strong man to do it. Some mess wasted time, and he smiled directly: "Mr. Suzuki, the lunch break is over immediately. If there is nothing else, I am going to go back to the classroom."

"Go!" Suzuki Hanako Chong Kitahara nodded gently, feeling inexplicably good with him, "Exchanging email addresses, and if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just send me an email, and... next semester How about being a health committee member?"

　　 She plans to apply for another official mobile phone later, and then post the official mobile phone number on the door when she goes out to prevent the student from finding her again.

　　 I suggested that Hideji Kitahara will be a member of the security committee next semester because he wanted to call him. After all, high school students with some medical knowledge are not easy to find. The work pressure of the school doctor is still very high. Just taking urine and blood during the physical examination will make your brain sweat. If something happens, you can ask him to be in a hurry—she is constipated this week, and it’s noon today. After finally holding back half of the toilet, I received the call, but there was no way to cut it off and ran back directly, sweating in the bathroom.

　　 It would be better if there was an assistant.

She is a little sloppy, and she has a good sense of responsibility, but the school doctor is also a human, and sometimes it can’t be helped. It is impossible for the school to hire a few school doctors just for the minor illnesses of the students—just send it to the hospital if there is a big problem. , School doctors are more prepared to communicate with the hospital, especially during the physical examination.

　　 Kitahara Hideji reluctantly exchanged email addresses with the school doctor, a little worried about trouble in the future, and then rushed to Dongmi and said, "You have a good rest, I will go now."

Dongmei leaned on the bed, lowered her head and hesitated, hesitatingly raised her little hand to her chest and shook it slightly. After two swings, she felt a little embarrassed. Not counting, the little hand finally made a heavy stroke and cut to the bed.

　　 Kitahara Hideji is a little confused, what does this mean? Are you saying goodbye and beheading me?

　　 He didn't understand how this little carrot's brain circuit was, and didn't want to understand. He walked to the door and thought for a while and asked, "Should I go to the Xueli classroom to call her over?"

　　 "No, don't delay her study."

　　 "Okay!" Kitahara Hideji responded and left the house, then shook his head slightly-I really think too much, depending on your sister's grades, make sure she lays on the desk and sleeps every day!

　　 Dongmei’s business is over. There is nothing uneasy about the school doctor staring at him. He walked directly to the classroom, ready to stop by to see what the little carrot head had taken the exam.

　　I can make myself so angry, could my grades explode?