After afternoon tea, a few fifth-graders returned from their hike and, to relieve their fatigue, began soaking in the hot springs.

The hotel was overwhelmed with guests, and the public hot spring pool couldn't accommodate everyone. Cheng Shuang and her class were assigned to a nearby hotel and bought hot spring pool tickets separately. In return, the original hotel owner gave them a discount on their rooms, making it a win-win situation.

The children in the class don't care where they go, as long as they can have fun.

After dinner, the students set off in small groups.

The mountain scenery is unique, and a gentle breeze brings a refreshing coolness.

The hotel across the street has a long corridor with a strong Chinese style. You can hear the rustling of bamboo leaves in the corridor, which is very peaceful.

Nighttime is a great time for soaking in hot springs. The public hot springs are divided into men's and women's sections. Yumi followed Cheng Shuang closely as she took a bath, put her hat back on her bald head, and looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.

The teacher shaved her hair. Although she sensed that something seemed to have happened between them, the teacher did not ask. She simply asked the students to hand over all sharp scissors and fruit knives and not to bring any items that did not meet the requirements.

Clearly, she mistakenly believed that Yumi had a sleepwalking problem and shaved her head into a Mediterranean style while she was asleep.

A dozen or so girls chatted idly in the hot spring, occasionally exchanging a few words with the boys in the men's bath next door. One particularly lively girl sweetly asked the owners for some snacks, such as hot spring eggs.

The girl sent two athletic girls over the artificial hill used as a barrier to exchange snacks with the boy.

The artificial hill, about two meters high, was just right to block the view and prevent the scenery of the hot spring from being too abrupt. Because it was well maintained and free of moss or similar things, and with classmates waiting to meet us at the foot of the hill, it actually became a shortcut.

The two girls who were hiking both happened to have male classmates they were close to. As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, bursts of laughter and jeers came from the male classmate's room.

Cheng Shuang counted on her fingers with dead fish eyes. She was ten years old in fourth grade. She felt that she was much more mature than her classmates in the real world. While they were still playing the game of not being allowed to cross the line, she already knew how to maintain the friendship between childhood sweethearts.

But thinking back, she even watched short videos of kindergarten kids chasing girls before she arrived at the Gate of Reincarnation!

So, she's just too conservative!

The young girl, who looked like she could instantly turn into an old lady, held the teacup with an air of nonchalance. Under the warm glow of the hot spring, she took a small sip and thought, "Hmm, that's it!"

"Yuko, look, this is dried squid!" Yumi had a good attitude; the shadow cast by the doll had long since dissipated, and she didn't care at all about having her hair shaved off.

She was also helping to pass out food, but she stood by the pool, and as soon as she took something, she handed it to Cheng Shuang, saying, "This is delicious! I remember you really like this brand!"

"Haha, Yumi, that was specially given to Yuko by Chisato, how come you took it all for yourself?" someone in the men's bath next door teased.

"So what! Yuko and I are the best of friends!"

"Okay, okay! You're such a jerk!"

Cheng Shuang was impressed by Yumi's carefree attitude. She smiled and took the dried squid, about to speak, when suddenly a cry of surprise rang out, "Maki!"

The fit girl named Maki slipped and fell off the artificial hill, seemingly landing in the direction of the men's bathhouse.

Everyone gasped, and many girls were so frightened that they straightened up from the hot spring.

The boys cried out in alarm, "Maki! Wake up!"

"Oh my god! So much blood!"

After all, they were all children, and they panicked when faced with this special situation. The main problem was that the guests staying at this hotel were attracted by the bonfire party held by the middle school students, and everyone was singing, dancing, eating and drinking outside.

No one noticed what was happening on their side.

Cheng Shuang frowned slightly, her gaze falling on the mountaintop. That spot was very flat; how could she have fallen if she hadn't been dragged? Besides, her feet had already been dried, so it was impossible for her to slip and fall because of the wetness.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and instructed the flustered girls to split up and look for the teacher and the shop owner, preferably asking the owner if any of the hotel guests were studying medicine or nursing.

She herself stepped onto the artificial hill, preparing to climb over it directly.

Yumi still wanted to follow her, but Cheng Shuang sternly refused, telling her to go to the men's bath with the other classmates through normal means. One had already fallen, did she want to fall again?

Cheng Shuang moved quickly. Although she was prone to weakness, it didn't mean her martial arts skills were wasted. She disappeared in a few leaps. When Yu Mei saw that she was the only one left in the bathhouse, she gritted her teeth and hurriedly caught up with the other girls.

"Yuko!" Chisato was calmer than the other boys. Perhaps it was because he had encountered ghosts so many times that he was less panicked by what he thought was just a simple accident.

Now, Qianli tells the boys to bring more clean towels, while he and another boy plug the wound on Maki's calf to stop the blood from flowing out.

Upon seeing Cheng Shuang, Qianli's eyes lit up instantly. "Yuko, come quick! Maki was sitting there perfectly fine, but suddenly she collapsed."

"Besides her leg injury, is there any other injury she has?"

"No, she landed on her buttocks after her legs hit the artificial hill, and her head plunged into the hot spring."

"We pulled her out quickly; she didn't choke on water."

The two boys, their faces pale, told everything they knew.

The moment Cheng Shuang jumped down, a small backpack appeared in her hand. There were only ambient lights around the hot spring, so no one could see whether she originally had anything in her hand. She took this opportunity to take out a small bottle of disinfectant spray from the bag. "Luckily, I always carry a first-aid kit with me."

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