The Whole School's Attention

The teacher's hand paused and eased up a little, but the pain on the wound did not decrease at all.

"I'll do it." Jing Yan took the alcohol-soaked cotton from the medical teacher, squatted down, and lifted He Miao's calf. He frowned at the hideous wound. His face was so cold that it didn't look like he was going to help her, but rather, he was here to seek revenge.

He Miao could not help but try to pull her leg back, but Jing Yan held her ankle tightly and she could not.

"Don't move." Jing Yan unhappily dipped the swab in the alcohol again and carefully cleaned the dust-covered flesh on the wound.

He looked very impatient, but his hand movements were gentle and careful. He Miao was stunned for a moment. She did not know if it was a psychological effect, but she really did not feel any pain.

Xu Meng rushed to the infirmary. Before she pushed the door open, she could hear her shouting "Goddess!" in the corridor.