Chapter 125 (1/2)

Zheng Quzhi's white shirt was dirty and messy. When he patted the ashes on his body, he saw that the skin on his knee had been broken, so he couldn't help biting his teeth: Damn it, isn't it easier for him to die here?

”Are you all right?” Wei Yan reached out to wipe the moist corners of Zheng Quzhi's eyes. His face was covered with a layer of haze and his eyes were covered with a dark color.

”It's OK.” Zheng Quzhi was a little embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that he almost cried. He bent down and continued to pat his clothes to cover up his embarrassment.

”No! You are not good The female teacher hysterically called out, as if in a hurry, and the wind rushed over.

Wei Yan pulls Zheng Quzhi behind him, raises his foot and kicks him towards her.

The kick made the teacher scream, and black gas gushed out of the place where he was kicked. Zheng Quzhi was caught off guard and inhaled some, and the whole person fainted.

Wei Yan's eyes flashed. He caught Zheng Quzhi, who was falling down. He got a knife from nowhere. He cut his wrist and sprayed blood. After drawing a blood circle, Wei Yan quickly lowered his head and touched his lips.

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”the kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, the teacher calls me a good doll, I say the teacher is like a mother.”

”The kindergarten is like my home, the teacher treats me like a mother, and the teacher calls me a good doll...”

The happy children's songs are repeated, which is very similar to the songs in the ancient village. Zheng Quzhi frowned and opened his eyes slowly.

Into the kindergarten, full of children's interest color walls, miniature version of the small bench and table.

Zheng Quzhi got up from the ground and was in a trance for a moment. How could he be here alone? What about Wei Yan? Think of that crazy teacher again, Zheng Quzhi immediately hit a shiver.

”Gu Zhi, why are you still here?” A sweet voice came.

Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and saw that the teacher in the dress came. He could not help but step back and get goose bumps on his arm.

At a loss, the hand hanging on the side of the body was suddenly held. With the familiar touch, Zheng Quzhi turns her head in surprise and sees Wei Yan standing beside her.

”Wei Yan!” He just opened his mouth, and before he could smile, he caught a glimpse of Wei Yan's bloody wrist. His pupil shrank violently: ”how can you be hurt?”

Wei Yan's lips turned white, but his eyes were still resolute. He tore a corner of his shirt and tied it to the wound. He said in a warm voice, ”it's OK.”

Say, lift eyes to see to that stop in front of them female teacher.

”Gu Chen! How did you get hurt! ” The female teacher seemed to have just reacted. She was panic stricken. She quickly found an emergency medicine box from it and turned over some hemostatic things.

”Come on, how can you find something to tie up casually! Untie it quickly, the teacher will give you medicine The teacher said urgently.

Wei Yan squints at the teacher. He looks the same, but the teacher doesn't have black resentment. With a sigh of relief, he untied the cloth he had just tied.

As soon as the teacher was about to move forward, he stopped abruptly and turned his head toward another stunned humanist: ”Gu Zhi, you disinfect your brother.”

Then he handed him the medicine.

Zheng Quzhi didn't dare to go forward and looked at Wei Yan.

”Go ahead.” Wei Yan nods and pats Zheng Quzhi on the shoulder.

Zheng Quzhi took the disinfectant, disinfected Wei Yan's hands, and sprinkled some hemostatic drugs. Then he wound Wei Yan's wrist with bandages for several times, and finally tied a beautiful bow.

After finishing all this, he looked up at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan, however, seemed absent-minded and fiddled with the bloody cloth. He was about to notice Zheng Quzhi's sight. He looked up and looked at Zheng Quzhi for a few seconds. He knew to Zheng Qu: ”hand out.”