"You, you seem to be injured. It seems to be quite serious. Was this the thing just now?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at his bloody palm, feeling a little distressed, pity and ashamed.
"Well, but it doesn't hurt." He Yuwen said it calmly, but people are not made of iron, they are all flesh and blood, so how can it not hurt!
"You see that you are bleeding so much. The wound is quite deep. How could it not hurt!" Mo Xiaoxiao said with distress, while carefully wiping the red blood on his palm with his hands.
He Yuwen didn't say anything, she looked at his hand, and he looked at her.
"Wowtogether, together!"
"Mr. He, come on!"
"So that's the teacher's wife!"
"It's a good match, yes, yes!"
The students on the side all cast their gazes over as if they were watching the excitement, and quite a few of them started booing nonsense towards the two of them, and the scene was full of hustle and bustle.
When Mo Xiaoxiao saw the students around her, they all started booing, her face turned red all of a sudden, she was a little embarrassed, she kept her head down and didn't dare to look up.
He Yuwen seemed to feel her ugliness as well, so he raised his head, gently took his hand back, and turned his head to face the students who were making fun of her. The tenderness is like water, completely gone, replaced by indifference and seriousness, like a sharp knife hidden in the eyes, killing over and over again, the curious hearts of those onlookers.
Almost all of those students have attended He Yuwen's class. He Yuwen's reputation is so famous that almost no one does not know his name, and because He Yuwen is usually known for being strict in school, so that Many students are afraid of him, and they have to give way to him.
Seeing him turn around, with a serious expression, he was no longer angry. The smiles on everyone's faces gradually disappeared, and those who talked stopped whispering, and those who talked were no longer chattering. It was a dead silence, and no one dared to do anything else.
Another gust of wind blew gently by her ears, Mo Xiaoxiao just felt that her ears and face were very hot, as if her whole body was on fire, the burning feeling made her heart flutter even with her head down.
He Yu was as gentle as a wolf. He scanned everyone with serious eyes, and then said coldly: "Why do you all have nothing to do? Let me go back to the classroom for self-study class, and I don't want to give you five minutes." People who see this place and have nothing to do."
Those students were winking masters. Seeing that He Yuwen was a little angry, they stopped booing. They all dispersed and went to their own affairs, and no one went there anymore. Discussions are divided.
After the students had left, He Yuwen turned around slowly again, looked down at Mo Xiaoxiao who was embarrassed, and said in a very soft voice, "Are you okay? These children are I like to join in the fun, but if you don't like it, I'll let them go!"
"Hmm" Mo Xiaoxiao nodded slightly.
"Then let's go." Seeing that she had almost recovered, He Yuwen asked tentatively.
"Where are you going?" Mo Xiaoxiao raised her head suddenly, and couldn't help asking again.
He Yuwen was a little puzzled, and said calmly: "Aren't you going to the library? I just heard from your friend that you are going to the library?"
Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, and said again: "That was my roommate just now. I called her Xiaoxue. She is a very nice girl. Your hands are like this. Do you still go to the library? Are you going to the library to borrow something?" Book, why don't you borrow it tomorrow, it's summer, if your wound doesn't take care of it, it will probably become inflamed soon, and you will be in trouble at that time!"
He Yuwen was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "I just have nothing to do, and I plan to go around. I heard you guys say I'm going to the library just now, so I just said that I'm going to the library. It will become inflamed, just wash and bandage it casually!"
Mo Xiaoxiao nodded helplessly, and asked again: "Okay then, do you want to find a small pharmacy to bandage?"
"Hehehe!" He Yuwen didn't respond immediately after hearing her words, but just smiled slightly.
"You, what are you laughing at?" Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little strange, and then asked angrily.
He Yuwen's expression was soft, and he smiled again: "Did you forget that I am also a doctor myself! It's just a small injury, it won't be serious!"
It was only then that Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly realized, nodded, and then said: "Er well, since there is nothing else, then you can go back and take care of yourself."?He is a nostalgic person, he is really an antique! "
"It's good to have new ones, and it's good to have old ones. It's all for your own pleasure, so why bother with so much! If it's for the so-called face and honor, just dress yourself like an ordinary low-class person. If you look like a dog, wear expensive clothes, wear rare treasures, and live in beautiful high-rise buildings, you are also a low-class person who stinks. If you are a high-class person, even if you are in rags and eat Living in a thatched hut with simple food and light food, others only say that you are low-key, that you are an authentic person, but after all, how can you tell who you are if you don¡¯t even know what you want! "
He Yuwen had a calm expression on his face, and there was no grief or excitement when he spoke, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com