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, but he feels that he should admit it.

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

The original owner has the habit of writing essays, but they are all about sighing, cherishing flowers and tearing leaves. It can be seen that the original owner is a young man with a delicate and sensitive heart. It seems that his ideal is to be a writer or engage in literary publishing in the future.

Although the text occasionally shows that the original owner is a little self-pitying, feeling that the world is all ordinary people, and only oneself is the most noble, but it doesn't feel like the kind of person who will insult others casually. Knowing which sentence didn't match Fuyumi's little carrot made her angry.

But it's inconvenient to ask what the truth is now. Kitahara Hideji saw that Fuyumi was in so much pain, so he quickly massaged her acupuncture points with his hands. After she calmed down a little, he tried the outer wall of the water cup and added some hot water. , took it to her and explained to her softly: "I have a slight face blindness, and sometimes my words are careless. If you care about the past, I can apologize."

If it is not completely unreasonable, Hideji Kitahara is twenty years old anyway, looking at Fuyumi, she is still willing to give in a little - it is not a fundamental issue involving the bottom line of principle.

Dongmei pulled her small face and frowned thinly, thinking that what he said was an admission in disguise, and looked at the water glass again, she was a little relieved, and muttered in a low voice: "Forget it, you helped me this time, The old accounts from the past will be erased, and I don't care for your apology! But the matter of you stepping on me and beating my head is not over yet, sooner or later I will let you know how good I am!"

"Drink water first!" Kitahara Hideji was a little relieved. Although this little radish head was still arguing, but at least it made sense—I never thought that stomach cramps could cure neurosis and irritability. Is this a new medical discovery? ?

Dongmei gave him a sideways look, this guy, if you don't ask you to apologize, you really won't apologize? To put it mildly, can you die?

She complained in her stomach and tried to half sit up with her elbows propped up, but her strength was a bit lacking. Kitahara Hideji hesitated for a moment, 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, and slowly sipped it like a little hamster. Drinking hot water can relieve stomach cramps. She took a sip to feel better, held back for a while and said, "It seems that the lunch break is coming to an end. You should go back to class and don't delay your studies."

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

Fuyumi tilted her head slightly, noncommittal, and said in a low voice: "Then it's up to you, next time I win you don't use this as an excuse."

"I'm not that stingy. The warm treasure is still warm, do you want me to change it for you?" The sick and radish-headed Kitahara Hideji in front of him thought it was easy to get along with, and felt a little bad-hearted that if this guy's illness could not be cured forever Not bad.

Dongmei took another sip of hot water, and whispered: "Then... let's change to another one!" She hasn't enjoyed this kind of feeling of being cared for for a long time, and she can't get angry, and her attitude has softened a lot unconsciously .

The so-called two good ones are good, the two of them have taken a step back now, and they will not hold back an inch from each other like before, piercing each other like a porcupine squeezing a hedgehog, and the atmosphere between them suddenly eased greatly.

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

This guy is so careful! Fuyumi caressed the warm treasure bag and felt that the temperature was just right, then glanced at Hideji Kitahara, flattened her mouth and began to untie the one on her waist—this guy really looks like a good egg when he is healthy, did he take the wrong medicine today?

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

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

He took a closer look at the female school doctor - private colleges like to hire female school doctors, it is convenient for female students, and it is not easy to make some messy and disgusting things - roughly judged the age, and thought it should be between twenty and four years old. Between ten years old.

This judgment is no different from no judgment, but Kitahara Hideji cannot 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, obviously tied in a bun, but a few strands insisted on hanging down on the side of her forehead. The chest of the snow-white coat that should have been spotless was also stained with oil, and the buttons on the collar were simply missing.

Hideji Kitahara instinctively felt that the school doctor was unreliable, shouldn't the doctor be like this? He glanced at the nameplate on the other person's chest again, and seeing that the name on it read "Suzuki Hanako", he smiled at the female school doctor and said hello, "Mr. Suzuki, hello."

He is much more tactful than Little Carrot, he won't offend people easily, even if he is defamed, he will greet him with a smile.

"Hello, thank you for your hard work." Suzuki Hanako had already sat down beside the bed to check Fuyumi's condition, and casually responded to Kitahara Hideji, while Kitahara Hideji was a little worried, and did not leave in a hurry, standing aside and listening.

After spending so much effort, it would be too bad for the little carrot head to be tricked by quack doctors. In case this guy is a fake, call Fukuzawa Naotaka and ask him to take his daughter to the hospital for an examination.

But after listening to it for a while, he gradually felt relieved. The female school doctor was a bit sloppy, but he was still professional. The examination was thorough, and all the questions were answered to the point. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said warmly to Dongmei: "Stomach cramps caused by excessive pressure, you should pay attention to relaxing your mind at ordinary times, don't eat irritating food, avoid cold food... drink more water, and I will call you later You'll be fine once you get some sleep."

Then she took out a binder, asked Dongmei's name, class and other information to register, and then went to the student files to check Dongmei's entrance examination report, injury records and allergy history in junior high school, At the same time, he beckoned for Hideji Kitahara to come over.

Kitahara Hideji was ready to go back, when he saw the school doctor greeting him, he walked over and asked politely, "What are your orders, Mr. Suzuki?"

"You handled it very well just now!" Suzuki Hanako noticed the tooth marks on Fuyumi's lower lip, and knew what it was like to have stomach cramps. She knew that Fuyumi used to be in severe pain, but it was basically relieved when she came. After asking Fuyumi, she knew everything, and felt that Hideji Kitahara's response was very reasonable, so she became curious, "Are you the health care committee member of class C for the first year? Thank you very much, I will write excellent for your daily comments." of."

It is her responsibility as the school doctor to relieve the students' pain. She has neglected her duties this time, so she must say thank you, which is a disguised apology and responsibility.

"No, Mr. Suzuki, I'm a student in Class B, and I'm not the health care committee member in the class. I only met Fukuzawa-san occasionally and sent her here. Seeing that she was in severe pain, I relieved her first. 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 gets good academic performance, he will naturally receive preferential treatment in school, daily points are of no use to him, and he doesn’t want to enter the student union or anything—that’s what he is Shameless people put practicality first, and those who are not practical start to pretend to be generous.

If he is enthusiastic about helping his classmates get extra points in the college entrance examination, he will definitely carry forward the spirit of Chinese communism in the private Daifuku Academy, saving lives and healing the wounded every day, eliminating dangers and helping those in need. But if you don't add points, hello, hello, hello, everyone, just don't affect my study, I don't care what you do.

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

"No, the family is farming."

"So, are you studying with the ambition of being a doctor? You usually pay attention to this aspect?" Acupressure massage is something that ordinary high school students would not be interested in.

"I haven't paid special attention to it, but I just accidentally saw something related in the book," Kitahara Hideji added casually, he was not in the mood to chat with the female school doctor, and he was even more afraid that the female school doctor would arrest a strong man to do it. I wasted time with some messy things, and smiled directly: "Mr. Suzuki, the lunch break is over soon. If there is nothing else, I will go back to the classroom."

"Go!" Suzuki Hanako nodded gently at Hideji Kitahara, feeling inexplicably fond of him, "Exchange email addresses, and if you encounter such a thing in the future, just send me an email, and... next How about thinking about becoming a health committee member during the semester?"

She plans to apply for another official mobile phone later, and when she goes out again, she will stick the number of the official mobile phone on the door, so as to prevent such things from happening again that students cannot find her.

Suggesting Hideji Kitahara to be a security committee member next semester is to order him around. 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 samples during the physical examination makes her brow sweat. If there is something urgent, she can call him to deal with it. This week, she was constipated, and she finally suffocated on the toilet at noon today. I received a call when I was halfway out, but I couldn't cut it off and ran back, sweating in the bathroom.

It would be nice to have an assistant.

She is a bit sloppy, but she has a good sense of responsibility, but the school doctor is also a human being, and sometimes there is nothing she can do. It is impossible for the school to hire a few school doctors to send students to the hospital for minor illnesses and injuries—if there is a serious problem. That's fine, the school doctor is more prepared to communicate with the hospital, especially during the physical examination.

Hideji Kitahara reluctantly exchanged email addresses with the school doctor, worried that there would be troubles in the future, and then said to Fuyumi: "You have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Dongmei leaned on the head of the bed, lowered her head and hesitated for a while, then raised her little hand to her chest and waved it lightly. After a few swings, she felt a little embarrassed. After all, the old debt between the two parties could not be completely settled, my friend Not counting, the little hand cut to the bed with a heavy swipe in the end.

Hideji Kitahara was a little confused, what does this mean? To say goodbye or to chop off my head?

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

"No, don't delay her study."

"Okay!" Hideji Kitahara responded and left the door, then shook his head lightly - I really thought too much, judging by your sister's grades, maybe she will sleep on the desk every day!

Things on Dongmei's side are over, there is nothing to worry about if there is a school doctor staring at her, he goes straight to the classroom, planning to drop by to see how this little carrot is doing in the exam.

To be able to make myself so angry, could it be that his grades exploded?