A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The infirmary is located on the fourth floor of the office building, with an iron fence outside the window, and the floor is mopped clean.

Shu Ange's sharp eyes found that there was a little blood on the beige wooden door frame.

Coach Hu knocked on the door and shouted in a rough voice, "Doctor Wang, open the door and apply some medicine for me."

In the second half of the sentence, Coach Hu glared at Shu Ange hatefully.

"coming."

With the sound of chair legs moving, the door to the medical room opened.

To Shu Ange's surprise, there was a door in the infirmary. Dr. Wang was wearing a white lab coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

He was tall and slender, with long nails on the hand that opened the door, making Shu Ange think of a doctor in the arena.

Dr. Wang glanced at the injury on Coach Hu's face, and said with some schadenfreude, "Yo, this is scratched by a little cub, and we tigers also suffer."

Coach Hu sat down on the chair and glared at Shu Ange with an unfortunate face: "Don't mention it, it's not a new trouble. This little girl has sharp teeth and sharp mouth. You need to worry, don't suffer from her."

"Doctor Wang, is my brother here?"

Shu Ange asked with a clever face, not at all fierce as the perpetrator.

Dr. Wang was used to seeing unruly newcomers, and praised: "Pretty good girl, because she was addicted to the Internet and was mistaken? Who is your brother."

"My brother's name is Fang Anlang."

"Oh—Fang Anlang, this boy is unlucky. He was seriously injured in a fight two days ago."

Shu Ange's expression froze. She has been monitoring the videos of Class 1 and 3, and she has not seen anyone fighting with her brother.

As soon as he turned his face, he was beaten to the infirmary.

"I want to see my brother."

"My elder sister still cares about my younger brother, so let's go."

Dr. Wang turned around, took out the key, opened the door of the infirmary, and shouted indifferently, "Stinky brats, stay calm, and if you make trouble again, throw them into the electrotherapy room for reflection."

The door opened, and Shu Ange saw Fang Anlang lying on the hospital bed at a glance.

His image at this time was appalling, with a tie around his head, bruises all over the corners of his mouth, and one arm dangling from his chest.

"What's wrong with An Lang's arm?"

Shu Ange was angry, the students were all fractured, the school didn't take it seriously, and they were thrown into such a simple infirmary.

"It's just a fractured bone. It's better to get a splint. Don't worry."

Dr. Wang replied with a smile, and then said to the boy lying on the other hospital bed, "Du Cheng, go back to class tomorrow morning, don't hide in the infirmary and be lazy."

Fang Anlang, who was half leaning on the head of the bed with a stunned expression, had an unbelievable look on his face when he heard his sister's voice.

He raised his head and stared in the direction of the door, his blue and red facial muscles twitched: "Sister..."

Fang Anlang's voice was dry, his heart was rolling with countless emotions, and his eyes became sour.

He didn't cry when he was physically punished by the teacher.

He didn't cry when he was snubbed by his classmates.

He didn't cry when he was beaten by the coach.

He didn't cry when he was beaten up by some rude students.

But the moment he saw his sister, Fang Anlang couldn't hold back his tears.

He thought that he was abandoned by all his family, thrown into this isolated place, bullied and cared by no one.

Unexpectedly, when he was in the most pain and sadness, his sister would suddenly appear.

"You stupid roe deer, does your arm hurt? Why don't you make trouble with the school and ask them to take you to the hospital."

Shu Ange walked quickly to Fang Anlang's bed, lightly supported his arm, and carefully checked left and right.

The care and love of her sister made Fang Anlang unable to hold back her tears.

He endured choking and squeezed out an ugly smile: "It doesn't hurt, sister, why did you come to see me at school, today is not the day to visit students."

Dr. Wang shook his legs and replied with a smile: "Your sister is a new member of the school, Tiger, which class is this little girl assigned to."

"Class 1 or 3, what can I say to the little brats. My wound hurts badly, please help me get medicine."

Hearing Coach Hu's voice, Fang Anlang's eyes flashed with hatred, and he shouted: "You are not allowed to bully my sister! Can you hear me!"

He is like a little beast whose minions have been pulled out, defending his own hands hoarsely.

Shu Ange touched his hair and said gently, "Don't worry, no one can bully my sister."

"Sister, did they send you to this ghost place too?"

Fang Anlang didn't want to call Fang Minda's father, so he used their two words to address him.

"It's okay, my sister just came here for a walk. In a few days, we sister and brother will go out together."

Coach Hu didn't take Shu Ange's naive words to heart, and Teacher Wang answered cheerfully, "You've entered Zhengyuan, and if you haven't reformed, don't even think about going out."

"My sister is smart, gentle and generous, and doesn't need to be transformed."

It can be seen that Fang Anlang is very protective of his sister, and there is no doubt that sister control attributes

It is such a person who admires and protects her sister, but after many years, she is a stranger to her.

"Remember to go to the cafeteria to eat, and go back to the dormitory before 7:30 p.m. and don't stay outside."

"I'll stay in the infirmary today to take care of my brother."

Shu Ange rejected Coach Hu's words, and he did not object: "Whatever you want, remember to enter the classroom on time tomorrow."

Educating students is similar to domesticating pets. It is not a good way to confront hard stubble.

Only those who have been domesticated or habitually obeyed, as well as those who have been punished for disobedience to orders, speak out, so that the newcomers can surrender as soon as possible.

In the presence of outsiders, Shu Ange only asked Fang Anlang's daily life, and didn't ask anything critical.

Fang Anlang was immersed in the depression that his sister was sent to the devil's school, coupled with the torture of his sickness, he was always sad.

Du Cheng looked at the siblings caring for each other with admiration, and thought of their distant relatives.

If his family business could be so harmonious, he wouldn't put all his mind on playing games, and was finally sent to Zhengyuan by his parents to force him to quit the Internet.

When it was time for lunch, Shu Ange took the meal card and went to the cafeteria to eat.

It was lunch time and there were many people in the restaurant.

Although Zhengyuan charges a lot of tuition fees, the food is not abundant, the clear soup and lack of water can reflect the shadow of people, and even bigger pieces of meat cannot be found in the meat dishes.

Shu Ange spent dozens of yuan and packed several dishes.

The cafeteria is not as quiet as the classrooms, with bright red characters written on the walls "Do not make noise", and there are still students gathering together to speak in a low voice.

When Shu Ange walked out carrying the lunch box, the people who saw her beating the instructor during the day looked at her with a look of surprise and awe.

In Zhengyuan, students are the bottom of the food chain.

They haven't seen it before. After someone beat the coach, they still went to class in good shape, and they were not repaired to the infirmary.

Did the school suddenly switch to **** and stop using high-pressure policies to manage students?

Shu Ange didn't know the dark tide in the restaurant. She carried the prepared meal and walked quickly towards the infirmary.

When she was about to reach the office building, several boys in school uniforms blocked her way.