pertwk Chapter 1022 Doctor and Patient
Chapter 1022 Doctor and Patient
Almost a straightforward tease.
The air in the infirmary instantly became thick and ambiguous.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the blinds, casting mottled light and shadow between the two of them, making Vermouth's captivating face even more three-dimensional and charming.
The white coat that belonged to the school doctor did not conceal her charm, but instead added a sense of taboo and uniform temptation.
Looking at the undisguised mockery, provocation and self-confidence of "I've got you" in her eyes, Hanyu Nan knew that this Thousand-Faced Witch was determined to play with fire to the end today and would not give up until she achieved her goal.
He held her wrist slightly, pulling her closer, their noses almost touching, and they could clearly feel each other's warm breath.
"So... 'Dr. Shinde'..."
He deliberately slowed down his speech, his voice low and magnetic, with a hint of danger, "How do you plan to... 'channel' me?"
Vermouth felt her red lips curl up into an even more enchanting arc.
"Of course... Let's start with the most basic 'physical cooling' and 'relaxation therapy'..." Before she finished her words, her red lips, with a burning breath and irresistible charm, approached again, with a clear goal.
However, just when the gun was about to go off——
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a sudden knock on the door of the infirmary, followed by a timid and anxious female voice:
"Doctor Arata? Are you there? I-I'm feeling a little unwell?"
This sudden interruption caused the ambiguity to pause for a moment.
Vermouth paused, and a hint of deep displeasure at having her good thing interrupted flashed across her emerald eyes, but more of it was a stronger arousal of mischievous interest and desire for challenge.
Want to disturb her good thing?
Not that easy.
The corners of her lips curled up into a more cunning and rebellious arc. Instead of retreating, she...
Almost in the next second, Hanyu Kusunoki cleverly turned his wrist and easily broke free from Vermouth's grip. At the same time, with unquestionable strength and a playful smile, he gently pushed Vermouth under the desk.
Vermouth obediently hid in the shadow under the table, her movements as light as a cat, without making any sound, and she even tidied up the slightly messy corner of her white coat.
Hanyu Kusunoki quickly adjusted the collar of his school uniform, took a deep breath, and all the playful and teasing expressions on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a gentle and calm expression.
Then he calmly sat down in the office chair that originally belonged to the doctor.
That’s right, the boy who was almost eaten up by the “sexy female doctor” just now was not him.
"Please come in."
He raised his voice, his tone steady and without any abnormality in his voice.
The door creaked open, and a pale-faced girl in a Teitan school uniform, clutching her stomach, timidly walked in. Seeing Hanyu Kusunoki sitting behind the desk, she was visibly stunned, hesitantly stopping at the door with a confused look in her eyes.
"Classmate? Where's Dr. Shinichi? Isn't he here?"
The girl asked doubtfully, glancing around the not-so-big infirmary and indeed didn't see the school doctor.
Hanyu Kusunoki smiled slightly, took out a pair of exquisite plain glasses from the drawer and put them on calmly.
Mirror flowers and water moons, start.
Invisible, extremely subtle spiritual pressure fluctuations spread out from him, gently acting on the perception level of the visiting girl.
Hanyu Kusunoki's demeanor seemed to subtly change with her glasses on. The look behind the lenses seemed calmer, adding a touch of intelligence and credibility. "Doctor Shinichi had to go out on an emergency, so he asked me to look after the infirmary for a while. I'm his assistant, Hanyu. Are you feeling unwell?"
Under the subtle influence of the mirror flowers and water moons, the doubts in the girl's eyes quickly dissipated.
She looked at the handsome, calm and gold-rimmed glasses-wearing "doctor's assistant" in front of her and unconsciously developed a sense of trust.
"I-I see...Hanyu...-classman?"
The girl walked forward, sat down on the chair in front of the desk, and said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "I, I seem to have a fever, and my stomach doesn't feel good, and I feel a little dizzy."
She did not think there was anything wrong with having a "classmate assistant" who looked very reliable to see the doctor, and subconsciously had completely accepted this setting.
"Don't worry, let me take your temperature first."
Hanyu Kusunoki's voice is gentle and has the power to soothe people.
He took out a brand new electronic thermometer, imitated the actions of a loli in the laboratory, disinfected it, handed it to the girl, and asked her to measure it.
At the same time, he picked up a pen and medical record book, ready to record the symptoms, looking like a professional and serious model assistant.
however……
The scene under the table was completely different from the calm and professionalism on the table, it was like heaven and hell.
Vermouth hid in the hidden space under the spacious desk, listening to the serious and caring medical conversation above, and a hint of mischief and excitement as if a prank had succeeded flashed in her blue eyes.
This feeling of playing a secret game under other people's noses made her feel particularly excited.
She leaned over gently and moved closer to Hanyu Kusunoki.
The sudden, moist and warm touch made Hanyu Kusunoki's fingers, which were writing, pause almost imperceptibly.
The tip of the pen left a tiny dot of ink on the paper.
His expression remained calm, maintaining a gentle and concerned look. He said to the girl, "It will take some time for the thermometer to be accurate. Besides fever, abdominal pain, and dizziness, do you have any other symptoms? Like a sore throat or nausea?"
"Well... I feel a little dizzy..." the girl answered honestly.
Hanyu Kusunoki nodded to show that he understood, and naturally put one hand under the table.
His slender fingers touched the smooth golden hair accurately, and his fingertips gently melted into the hair, stroking it slowly and rhythmically with a secret intimacy and control.
Vermouth under the table seemed to let out a very light, nasal snort of laughter.
Then he worked harder and became more skilled.
Hanyu Kusunoki's breathing became almost inaudible for a moment, but he controlled it very well. On the surface, there was almost no sign of anything happening. He even spoke to the girl in a very normal tone:
"Well, based on your description, my initial diagnosis is that it might be a mild gastrointestinal flu. With the recent change of seasons and the large temperature difference, many students have been affected. You should get more rest and eat a lighter diet."
As he spoke, his hands under the table sometimes stroked gently, as if soothing a naughty and clingy cat; sometimes he exerted a little force, tightening his knuckles, as if restraining something, or as if responding to something.
This secretive action formed a stark contrast with his current image of a gentle, professional and responsible "substitute doctor".
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(Oops, I'm almost late.
Dear everyone, the flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~)