Curse Love Game

The girl in the white coat raised the measuring cup to eye level and carefully observed the state of the sample inside.

Seeing that the girl in the white coat did not interrupt her, the little nurse immediately became lively again, and her petite body moved closer to her like a cat:

"Sister Huo Huo, I'm very curious..."

"I know what you're curious about."

The young nurse's words were interrupted, but there was no further words.

The young nurse had no choice but to start talking to herself: "I was going to take it directly, but this amount is too much. This is a 30ml measuring cup!"

The young nurse stared at the more than half collected amount in the measuring cup and uttered an exclamation.

"It would take a long time of abstinence to achieve this. I was beginning to dislike him, but I didn't expect him to be so pure and not so annoying. Plus, Sister Huo Huo, you wanted to see it... I got excited and went up to smell it..."

The young nurse explained her entire mental journey in a soliloquy.

But it was clear that the girl in the white coat didn't care.

"I thought it would be like what was drawn in the Sese comics, where some special individuals have a sweet smell, but it turns out it's not... it still stinks..."

The young nurse continued to mutter, but the girl in the white coat suddenly shifted her gaze to her, and she was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth.

"Latex gloves, and sterile sticks."

"Hey, Sister Huo Huo, don't you usually never touch the samples sent for inspection?"

"Go get it." It was still an emotionless urging.

"Oh..."

The young nurse, who did not receive a reply, still went to get the two testing tools.

The girl in the white coat jumped down from the windowsill lightly, put on her shoes and washed her hands in one go, and then she put on her gloves skillfully and gracefully, which made the young nurse's eyes sparkle in surprise.

Gently pry open the lid of the blue measuring cup, insert the sterile glass rod into it, and stir gently with your fingers wrapped in latex gloves and observe.

In ten seconds, she blinked only once.

"Deal with it."

The girl in the white coat handed the glass rod and measuring cup to the young nurse.

"How is it, Sister Huohuo? How is the quality?" The young nurse took out the glass rod, wiped it clean, and put the lid on the measuring cup.

"I don't like sports." The girl in the white coat gave an ambiguous conclusion.

"Hey, is this important?" The little nurse still looked like a curious baby.

"Send it for inspection."

The girl in the white coat seemed not to like responding to other people's questions. She walked to the edge of the waste bin and began to take off the white latex gloves on her hands.

The young nurse suddenly stopped moving her legs to walk away, and stared at the girl in the white coat taking off her gloves, holding the measuring cup in her hand.

"Sister Huo Huo, please let me stay for a while. I really like watching you put on and take off gloves. I don't know why, but I feel itchy inside and it feels like an electric current is passing through my back...hso, I really want you to pinch me, shashasha——"

The young nurse started talking nonsense again.

Maybe she was used to it or was just naturally insensitive, but the girl in the white coat didn't react at all. Her milky white gloves were peeled off, revealing her slender, jade-like fingers again.

"It feels so good, so good, wait, Sister Huo Huo, what are you doing?"

The girl in the white coat unbuttoned a few buttons at the bottom of her coat and reached her hands inside. When she reappeared, the pure white pantyhose had been pulled down to her knees, revealing a small piece of fair and delicate thigh skin.

Then she sat down gently on the chair and took off the entire pair of pantyhose, revealing a pair of simple white socks that were already on her feet.

As the young nurse was nearly in cardiac arrest, the girl in the white coat elegantly buttoned up her clothes and then threw the used pantyhose and the latex gloves into the trash can.

“No—”

The young nurse rushed over subconsciously, but it was obviously too late. The pair of white silk that was sacred and inviolable in her eyes was already lying quietly in the trash can, along with the dirty paper towel that had just been used to wipe the sterile stick, becoming non-recyclable.

"Five hours are up." The girl in the white coat announced the conclusion.

The young nurse looked at the wall clock sadly. It was exactly 2:.

This is the five hours of warm time she earned by working like a cow for a month...

I haven't even appreciated it a few times...and I haven't gotten the original flavor.

Bitter ah ————

"Sister Huo Huo...your trash can is full, I'll go empty it..." The young nurse reached for the trash can stealthily.

It shouldn't be that dirty, right?

"Xiao Mian, go get a new pair of pliers."

The young nurse trembled all over when her name was suddenly called.

"What are you doing with...duckbill pliers...?"

"I remember you haven't done your physiological checkup this month yet."

The girl in the white coat locked her eyes on the young nurse and gradually moved her gaze downwards.

The young nurse felt a chill involuntarily where the gaze had swept over her.

"No... Sister Huo Huo, endoscopes are not expensive, I can afford it..."

"It seems to be in the cupboard. Lie down."

"I was wrong, Sister Huo Huo, Your Majesty, I will never dare to do it again!"

The young nurse picked up the measuring cup and ran out of the office as if she was running for her life.

The girl in the white coat didn't even look at the direction she ran away, and picked up the tablet and stylus on the table.

He sighed softly and continued reading.

Chapter 20 Five people are absent, one is red and warm

Xu Qiubai waited in the hall for more than ten minutes, until the other nurses at the reception desk and the nurses' station came to work, but he still didn't see the noisy senior sister.

Xu Qiubai still has classes in the seventh and eighth periods, so he can't wait any longer. The test report can also be checked on his mobile phone.

Let’s go back to school first.

After lying down in the dormitory for half an hour, Xu Qiubai rushed to the last course of the day, "Outline of Modern History".

This time, Xu Qiubai arrived at the classroom ten minutes early, and then he found that ten minutes early was far from the limit for those "seat-grabbing parties", and the first three rows had already been occupied.

I glanced over and didn't see Liu Xinyi, and the back door was still open.

When there were five minutes left before class started, Liu Xinyi appeared.

It’s not that Xu Qiubai was paying special attention to her, but her interview suit did attract attention.

Unlike the conventional and slightly bulky suit, shirt and trousers set that Yingqi wore before, Liu Xinyi's set is obviously more artistic.

The upper body is a pure black short-sleeved top that looks like a suit jacket, and below the waist is a half-length skirt designed similar to a horse-faced skirt. The fabric with a drape and glossy feel perfectly supports the shape of the skirt, and there are some delicate dark patterns on it.

Xu Qiubai's restored vision is so abnormal that he can see clearly even from such a long distance.

Although Liu Xinyi has a bad temper, her aesthetic taste is better than that of all the boys in the classroom.

As soon as she appeared, almost everyone put down what they were doing and glanced over there. Those who had a strong desire to communicate would even discuss her with their buddies next to them.

As far as interviews for various student organizations in college are concerned, formal attire is never the only option. Unless you are a natural suit lover who can easily buy a suit that fits you, it is better to have a suit custom made for you.

What's more, the person interviewing you is Xiao Deng, who entered college two years earlier than you. Don't really expect him to have much understanding and level leap. Most interview screenings are still based on the simplest principle - girls choose good-looking ones, and boys choose those who are pleasing to the eye.

Obviously, Liu Xinyi's interview was very successful, as could be seen from her expression when she closed the back door.

The class bell rang, no one was late, and no new name was added to the "Book of Life and Death" in Liu Xinyi's hand.

But Xu Qiubai, who was sitting on the throne at the back and had superb eyesight, keenly noticed that the number of people in the classroom today was wrong.

And there is a high probability that there is someone missing in my class.

Although the seats in college are not fixed, most people will subconsciously choose one or two areas as their "comfort zone" where they can stay for a long time.

In Xu Qiubai's impression, the area on the far left of the fifth and sixth rows of the classroom should be occupied by the basketball enthusiasts in the class.

They love to wear jerseys and shorts, which makes them much more conspicuous than ordinary people, so Xu Qiubai can remember a general idea.

But today, these guys are all gone.

Eight deadly spicy? Sports students, iron!

Can you resist the 18-year-old skill of squad leader Xiao Liu? !

The modern history class officially began. According to convention, roll call must be taken in the first class. The teacher of this class was an old man named Li. Perhaps he found it troublesome, so he did not call the roll of all the students, but only selected some.

But as luck would have it, he happened to draw a vacancy in Class 1.

"Song Shiyu"

No one in the audience responded.

"There are not enough people in the first group." The old man's voice was up and down like he was singing an opera.

Xu Qiubai subconsciously looked at Liu Xinyi on the far right.

Sure enough, she stopped flipping through the book and raised her head.

"Then I'll select all the members of the class." The old man cleared his mind.

"Gan Chengjun"

"Wen Zhenliang"

"Cui Yifu"

"Vajon"

Four more names with no response.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the classroom changed quietly, and everyone began to gloat over the other person's misfortune.

"Oh, five people didn't come?" The old man touched the stubble on his chin.

"Does the squad leader know what happened? Was he delayed by something?"

“No leave.”