[Crossing Books] I only want to study hard in my grade

Qiao Jiang hadn't recovered from being supported by Fang Chang and Chang Shengzhe when he walked to the school, his face was so pale that he couldn't bear it, and every time he took a step, his stomach felt like overwhelming pain.

Xie Yinian kicked him so hard that he felt his heart shifted.

"Brother Qiao, is it still hurting?" Fang Chang felt incredible, "What happened to Xie Yinian?"

Although Qiao Jiang is small and delicate, the fight is not for him. Fang Chang once witnessed the petite Qiao Jiang one-on-one, so Xie Yinian won't beat him to tears, right? !

Not only Fang Chang was puzzled, but Chang Shengzhe was also puzzled.

"It hurts." Qiao Jiang's face was flushed from the sun, his eyelashes were still damp, he parted his lips with difficulty, and said angrily, "I'm going to the infirmary."

Face and identity are important, but his life is even more important. He doesn't want to be cold on the first day of wearing a book.

Unable to hold back Qiao Jiang's determination to go to the infirmary, Fang Chang and Chang Shengzhe saw him like this for the first time. They looked at each other with unprecedented solemn expressions: "Go, go, let's go now."

"Xie Yinian is too inhuman." Fang Chang supported Qiao Jiang, and complained to Chang Shengzhe: "He must have used some dirty trick."

Chang Shengzhe: "Exactly."

Fang Chang comforted Qiao Jiang: "Brother Qiao, when you get better next time, let's rub him on the ground."

The dull pain continued, Qiao Jiang only felt that it was painful to take a breath, and when he heard Fang Chang's words in a daze, that wanton and arrogant boy came to mind again.

The stomach seemed to be hurting more, Qiao Jiang exhaled slowly, thinking that there would be no next time, he would definitely walk around when he met Xie Yinian in the future.

Today is Sunday, and it is also their usual school time. The three of them went to the infirmary. The school doctor should have just arrived, and they are packing their things right now.

"What's wrong with this classmate?" Doctor Cheng frowned. He didn't quite understand why someone came to see the doctor when he first came to school. Wouldn't it be better to just ask for leave and stay at home?

Putting down the things in his hands, he was stunned when he saw who was coming: "Joe, classmate Qiao?"

Qiao Jiang is a stubborn stubble in the school. Because his family is rich, he doesn't care about grades at all. Even in the best high school in the city, he should skip classes and fight. He is a standard bad student, and the teacher is worried when he sees it kind of.

This is another fight?

The three of Qiao Jiang can be said to be regular visitors to the infirmary, and sometimes they pretend to be sick when they don't want to go to class.

"Brother Cheng, hurry up and see what happened to Brother Qiao?" The two people supported Qiao Jiang to sit down, Chang Fang opened his mouth and said, "Well, just now we had a fight with Xie Yinian from the sixth middle school, and Brother Qiao was beaten Oh, my stomach, Brother Qiao has been holding his stomach."

"Xie Yinian? What are you still playing across the school?" The school doctor Cheng approached, unable to understand the young man now: "Student Qiao, is it because you have a stomachache?"

Qiao Jiang looked up, his delicate little face was mottled with tears, and his eyes were flushed. Hearing his question, mist gathered inside again, pitifully: "It hurts, my stomach hurts."

Doctor Cheng: "..."

It's no wonder that Doctor Cheng was stunned. It was mainly from Qiao Jiang's first year of high school to the present. Every time they met, even though the young man was arrogant and flamboyant, even if he was injured and his body was bruised and purple, he never shed tears.

This was the first time he saw Qiao Jiang cry.

Inexplicably weird.

Fortunately, Doctor Cheng's professionalism is still there, "Let me take a look at the clothes."