A little sweat broke out on her forehead, Xie Wanying recalled, looking for when she showed her secrets in front of this man. No one else could find out, so it can only be said that this teacher is too powerful, probably beyond her estimate.
Around, Dr. Jin, Dr. Lin and other teachers looked at her, as if the operating lights on the operating table were all shining on her alone. Xie Wanying panicked a little, and explained to the teachers: "This is—"
Maybe for a moment she wanted to make an excuse, but she hesitated because she was afraid that it would be inappropriate. Unexpectedly, during the second of her hesitation, Fu Xinheng who grabbed her wrist stretched out his other hand to pull up her sleeve.
Xie Wanying's heart suddenly turned cold, and she learned her lesson.
It seemed that Mr. Fu didn't like students lying in front of him, so he helped her take off the pot.
Pulling up a small section of the sleeve, revealing the bloodstains left on the skin inside. All the teachers could tell at a glance that the blood on her sleeve was not someone else's blood, but blood from the inside of her clothes.
There was a deathly silence.
Zhao Zhaowei's mouth was trembling: "Yingying, when did you get hurt?"
He was scared to death, he was with her all the way, why didn't he find out
The words of her classmates scared her to death. Xie Wanying hurriedly said, "I'm not injured."
"You're bleeding and you said you weren't injured?!" Doctor Jin, who was going to speak up for her, now pointed at her to criticize education, "Do you know that this matter is very serious. You are injured and don't speak up, what do you think? Do you want the teachers to rescue you? You say?!"
"Teacher, it's just a scratch, it's a scratch. I checked it myself, and it's just a scratch on my arm." Xie Wanying tried her best to comfort the teacher.
"Abrasion when you say scrape? Have you had it checked by a doctor?"
The teacher was furious, Xie Wanying didn't dare to speak anymore, any more words would be wrong.
"You child!" Doctor Jin put his hands on his hips, angry and anxious at the same time, stretching out his hand to check what happened to her bleeding place.
Dr. Lin stopped her and said, "Don't worry, the blood should stick to the clothes, take your time."
"Does it hurt?" Dr. Jin asked distressedly after seeing how much blood flowed to make the clothes stick tight.
"It doesn't hurt." Xie Wanying didn't think much about it when she replied, and of course, it caused another wave of wrath from the teachers.
"Aren't you in pain?!" Doctor Jin's hand was about to press on her arm, teaching her whether it hurts or not.
Xie Wanying was startled, and tried to withdraw her hand.
Dr. Jin looked at her frightened appearance and didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he could only roll his eyes.
A footstep came from the door of the emergency room: "Hey, what happened to your emergency department? Didn't you notify the hospital chief? I didn't know until I heard that something happened in your emergency department. You should call me anyway, I need to fill out the form. "
It was my brother's voice. Xie Wanying really wanted to hide her hands behind her back.
Huang Zhilei walked into the emergency room, saw a group of them, and commented: "There are so many people, something must have happened."
Upon hearing his words, Dr. Lin remembered that he and Dr. Jiang snatched the student belt from this guy, and turned around to explain to him, "Don't be nervous."
"Why am I nervous?" Huang Zhilei asked, and saw the little junior sister while talking.
"This is the situation—" Dr. Lin thought about how to explain to Huang Zhilei.