"Go sit on that bed over there." The school doctor pointed to another bed inside. "Let me check your injuries."
Wang Xiaoming's arms and knees had abrasions of varying degrees, with a lot of blood oozing from the wounds. They looked scary but were not actually serious.
The school doctor naturally thought so too, so he took disinfectant, cotton swabs, medicine and bandages to help Wang Xiaoming treat the wound.
"Hiss!" Wang Xiaoming is obviously a conscientious actor. As soon as the cotton swab dipped in disinfectant touches the wound, he will make a slight sound, as if he is in unbearable pain.
However, the school doctor's face didn't show any pity or heartache. He quickly bandaged his wound and started to chase him away.
There was no way Wang Xiaoming could just leave like that. He had finally come to the infirmary with a legitimate reason, and this injury couldn't be in vain.
"Teacher, I think I hit my head a little. Now I feel dizzy and a little nauseous." He touched the back of his head and said.
Li Hua, who was standing nearby, echoed: "Yes, teacher, when I helped him up just now, he almost fell down. He said his vision went black."
The school doctor frowned upon hearing this. He felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. It might be a concussion...
"How about this? You stay in the infirmary for a while and wait until you're sure you're alright before returning. I'll write you a note asking you to stay under observation and have your classmates take it to your teacher."
"Thank you, teacher." Wang Xiaoming nodded, then leaned against the bed like a willow in the wind, and even pretended to dry heave.
Vivier was listening to the whole thing through the curtains from behind the other bed and secretly gave him a thumbs up.
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