Dr. Jiang took Wang Qing to the door of the toilet and stopped.
Wang Qing was a little confused. Didn't he want to see the awards awarded to the school by the Education Bureau? What are you doing at the door of the toilet?
Doctor Jiang turned around, looked at Wang Qing, and was about to speak.
Wang Qing looked at the subtle smile on Doctor Jiang's face, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Oh, she understood. Dr. Jiang must have suddenly wanted to go to the toilet halfway through.
It's just that Dr. Jiang is shy and embarrassed to ask to go to the toilet in front of a girl like herself.
Wang Qing was so considerate of someone, and immediately suggested: "Let's go in together?"
Dr. Jiang was stunned.
The words that he didn't have time to say were stuck in his throat.
He asked why Ms. Wang was so confident before and was willing to do it with him without even asking. It turned out to be waiting here.
Want to drag him into the water with you?
Dr. Jiang turned slightly and said, "Ladies first."
As expected of Dr. Jiang, he is so polite.
Wang Qing's sense of Dr. Jiang rose to another level. After nodding in agreement, he walked into the toilet first.
Dr. Jiang watched Wang Qing enter the toilet and immediately closed the door quickly.
Hahaha, there is no way he could follow Wang Qing in.
He wanted to see how that woman could escape from the thing that gave the Education Bureau a headache.
The toilet was still dark.
Only this time there was no smell inside, the incense sticks in the corner of the cubicle were burned out, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.
Wang Qing found a cubicle and went in. After using the toilet, he was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, when I walked to the door, I found that the door was closed.
"Huh?"
In the darkness, Wang Qing touched the closed metal door and frowned.
Maybe the wind blew the door shut after I came in?
Wang Qing thought so, pressed the door and pushed out.
Didn't push away.
Could it be that the toilet is in disrepair and the door is stuck?
Wang Qing didn't think about the fact that the door was locked from the outside. After all, who would lock the toilet door in broad daylight?
She couldn't help but increase the strength in her hands and continued to push the door outward.
The toilet door made an overwhelming "click, click, click" sound.
Dr. Jiang, who was standing outside the toilet, frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.
This sound was probably made by the woman fighting with the thing inside, right?
It just sounds a little weird.
However, Dr. Jiang himself has only a limited understanding of what's inside, so maybe this is a normal phenomenon?
Dr. Jiang convinced himself easily.
Doctor Jiang felt very good when he thought that the woman was fighting to the death with the thing inside, and that she might be at the end of her rope and seriously injured.
He even took the initiative to move closer to the door, hoping to hear the sounds inside more clearly.
It would be better if you could hear the woman's screams.
Just when Dr. Jiang was approaching the door.
Wang Qing in the toilet completely lost his patience.
What kind of broken door is this? It's so tight? !
Wang Qing pressed his hands on the door and pushed it out hard!
There was a "clang" sound.
The metal door slammed into Dr. Jiang's face outside the door.
"Ouch!"
The screams suddenly echoed throughout the entire floor.
Wang Qing stared blankly at Dr. Jiang, who held his nose and took two or three steps back after the metal door popped open.
Then he looked down blankly at his hand that was still pushing the door.
As if he finally realized what happened, he hurriedly put his hands behind his back.
Guilty, guilty.
Don't dare to be rude.
Doctor Jiang covered his nose and looked at Wang Qing, who was standing at the door of the toilet.
There were no scars all over her body.
Instead, it was him whose nose hurt so much that it seemed like it was about to break.
Doctor Jiang's eyes turned red with hatred. He looked at Wang Qing and wished he could eat his flesh alive.
Wang Qing looked at Dr. Jiang's red eyes and was struck by a strong sense of guilt.
Dr. Jiang must be in a lot of pain, he is almost crying, and the way he is holding back his tears is even more distressing.
At this moment, Wang Qing saw little bits of scarlet seeping out and dripping slowly down Dr. Jiang's fingers.
"Dr. Jiang, you have a nosebleed!"
Seriously, she even gave Dr. Jiang a nosebleed.
Wang Qing stepped forward quickly, her eyes full of self-blame and concern. She didn't bother to look at the medals issued by the Education Bureau, and dragged Dr. Jiang back to the reception room.
"Dr. Jiang, are you okay? Come with me to stop the bleeding!"
Dr. Jiang didn't even have time to say anything. He was dragged so hard by Wang Qing that he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Wang Qing looked at Dr. Jiang who was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand still. He didn't care about anything else. He bent down and inserted one hand into the crook of Dr. Jiang's leg.
"Oh-"
He stood up and picked the person up firmly!
Doctor Jiang felt like the world was spinning in front of him.
When he reacted, he was already lying in Wang Qing's arms.
He was carried by the princess and walked to the reception room.
Wait, is there something wrong?
Is there something wrong with me? Or is there something wrong with him? Or is there something wrong with the world?
What exactly is going on?
conspiracy! This must be the conspiracy of the man named Wang!
Is she planning to use a honey trap on me?
What a vicious woman! What a vicious plan!
Dr. Jiang would not let his enemy's plan succeed. He struggled and was about to jump off Wang Qing's arm.
How could Wang Qing let him go?
Dr. Jiang still had a nosebleed and couldn't stand upright. What if he put him on the ground and fell again?
Wang Qing quickly shook the man up and held him more firmly.
He did not forget to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, Dr. Jiang, you're not serious."
Wang Qing believes that Dr. Jiang will understand that doctors are benevolent. Doctors should have hugged patients who need emergency treatment.
Moreover, when Wang Qing was studying, every time a classmate around him had a headache or fever and was inconvenient to move around, Wang Qing would take the initiative to help carry or carry the person to the infirmary.
so,
Wang Qing looked down at Dr. Jiang, who was lying on his arm with red eyes, and spoke very calmly and reliably: "I'm always very stable when I hold people. With such a small distance, it's not a big problem."
Dr. Jiang: "..."
Wang Qing steadily carried Dr. Jiang back to the reception room before putting him down.
Seeing the blood oozing out from between Dr. Jiang's fingers, Wang Qing quickly turned around and pulled out the tissues on the table.
Doctor Jiang stared at Wang Qing's back with a pair of bright red eyes dyed with hatred.
He covered his nose stained red with blood with one hand, and reached into the pocket of his white coat with the other hand to touch the scalpel he carried with him.
