Xu An asked in confusion.
Xue Rou closed the office door, pulled out a chair for Xu An, and then opened a drawer to find a bottle of medicine.
"Sit still and don't move."
"Your arm is burned. Let me put some medicine on it for you."
"It was my mistake. I didn't expect Zhang Dali to be so ruthless..."
"I'm sorry."
Xue Rou gently cut off the charred clothes from Xu An's arm and carefully began applying medicine.
"It's nothing. I was in a heavily polluted area before, and any minor injury I got there would have been much more serious than this."
Xu An smiled.
But looking at Xue Rou carefully applying the medicine, a warm feeling inexplicably flowed through my heart.
"Does it hurt?"
"Although this medicine hurts when you apply it, it helps you recover quickly."
Xue Rou asked cautiously, her movements very gentle.
For a moment, Xu An was stunned.
Since his parents died in the cataclysm, no one has ever asked him if he was in pain or cared if he was injured.
Even when his body was cancerous and he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all night, no one cared about him.
"Thank you... teacher!"
Xu An took a deep breath and said softly.
After applying the medicine, Xue Rou wrapped the wound with gauze several times.
"Alright, from now on just call me Sister Rou."
"Call me teacher..."
"It makes me feel like I'm getting old..."
Xue Rou smiled gently.
"Okay... Sister Rou!"
Xu An nodded seriously.
In the afternoon, I attended two more classes and one practical training session.
By the time we left the academy, it was already evening.
From afar, Xu An spotted the murderous figure blocking the academy gate.
"Depend on!"
"It really is like a persistent ghost."
Xu An frowned speechlessly.
"Xu An!"
"Stop right there!"
Xu Fengling's sharp voice rang out.
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