I have to say that the "chicken soup" delivered by the chef is really effective, or Han Dong himself can make this chicken soup look very effective.

After all, the surveillance clearly saw that Han Dong drank all the green chicken soup.

At noon the next day,

The doctor looked surprised after performing a general examination on Han Dong.

"It seems that the bowl of chicken soup you drank yesterday has a good effect on your health recovery. It is recommended that you eat the same food for the next three days.

My body has basically recovered, but I still recommend you stay here..."

Not finished speaking yet,

A red balloon has been stuffed into the doctor's brain.

"This is the discharge certificate for both of you, go and enjoy the happy time at school."

"Thank you, the doctor."

When Han Dong and Mr. Newton walked out of the infirmary,

The doctor and nurse behind him actually waved goodbye, and the curve of the corners of his mouth was basically the same.

...

Since I have just been discharged from the hospital, according to regulations, there will be no need to attend classes for the rest of today.

"Nicholas, I'll go back to the dormitory to rest first..."

Newton had to use this half day to rest in his dormitory alone.

Since Han Dong drank that bowl of chicken soup yesterday, he has never eaten a single grain of rice. After these short campus life these days, the cleanliness rooted in the depths of his soul has been almost completely torn apart.

Han Dong didn't force Mr. Newton to act with him.

Restoring to the peak is the most important thing.

Once the war begins, Mr. Newton is an indispensable combat power...

Han Dong returned to the teaching building alone,

Follow the dark aisle between the building and reach the depths of the teaching building.

There are also signs at the dark corners, and kerosene lamps are piled up, representing a safe area.

Han Dong did not sit on the fire and just lifted a kerosene lamp.

Go to the street sign to indicate [Comprehensive Office],

The long passage is completely wrapped in black shadows, and the light released by the kerosene lamp cannot be found to be half a meter away.

Until a closed iron gate blocks it,

As the warden, Han Dong could clearly feel a sense of imprisonment when he was close to the door.

Can teachers be imprisoned in the office if they do not have courses? Can they move freely only when evening self-study comes?

While Han Dong was thinking,

The black shadows in the corridor formed behind him, and an arm without any touch was placed on Han Dong's shoulder.

The lips were spitting out black mist, and Yu Handong said in his ears:

“The teacher’s office is a forbidden area for students.

Unless brought by the teacher himself or for some special reason, entry is prohibited... And, now is class time, you should not appear here.

If there is no reasonable explanation, you will be taken to the administrative building for punishment.”

Han Dong was naturally prepared,

I took out my discharge certificate today and the eyes left by the head teacher between the water cup.

"I have just been discharged from the hospital and am here to return the [eyeball] to Ms. Ayesha Sepurvida."

After a brief check, the black shadow nodded.

"When you're leaving, just knock on the door three times."

After saying that,

The arm on Han Dong's shoulder turned into a layer of dark shadow film, which quickly covered his whole body.

Push gently

Han Dong's body passed through the iron gate and came to the quiet and bright office.

Similar to a large flat office.

Most teachers correct homework in their relatively small office areas, or provide ‘special education’ to some students.

Only a very small number of teachers who enjoy a certain status have their own independent private rooms.

This naturally includes the class teacher.

And a rather special math teacher, Mr. Hermis.

When Han Dong approached the wooden door with the famous brand Ayesha Sepurvida hanging, a two-wide crack suddenly cracked.

A pale eyeless eyes stared at Han Dong tightly between the cracks in the door.

Thinking peeks

Check whether Han Dong has carried something or thoughts with bad intentions.

certainly,

Such a spy can naturally not truly see through Han Dong's "brain".

Verified inspection.

Kar ~

The head teacher turned back to his middle-aged face.

"Come in!"

When stepping into the private room,

Kaka~The doors are locked in various ways, and the blinds are closed.

at the same time,

The second face between the back of the head of the head of the head has been maintained in an exposed state, supporting a spiritual field to isolate the connection with the outside world.

"I was discharged from the hospital so soon... and I came to see me directly, not just to return my eyes, right?

Eye beads that have been soaking outside for so long are useless to me.

Let me leave it to you as a souvenir.

Tell me, what's the matter?"

Han Dong showed a simple smile without any impurities.

"I just came here to thank the head teacher for his care... I learned from the doctor that you were always by your side during my surgery.

And, in my opinion.

Class teacher, you are a good teacher worthy of friendship, so I came to chat about my heart, and I wonder if it will delay your work.”

"The psychology course does not require any assignments. My tasks are also very easy. I read books in the office every day to relieve my boredom.

When I came to this school,

My connection with the original world has been cut off.

For me, the only reliable relationship is teachers and students. As long as they are my students, I will take care of them very responsibly.

If you have any psychological problems, I am willing to talk to you at any time."

"Then I'll just say it~ Teacher Ayesha, are you really willing to stay in this school forever?"

As soon as I asked these words,

Ayesha's finger was already hanging in Han Dong's temple.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, but this murderous intent was only used for threats.

"If your words are leaked, you will most likely be suspected of being inclined to rebel, with serious consequences.

All those who come to this school are ‘losers’.

If you lose to others, death is the end.

But the mr. teacher gave us the right to continue living, and the excellent people can enjoy very good treatment in schools, such as me and these teachers.

This seems to me enough.

I have long accepted the fact of defeat and am willing to pay a permanent price for it."

"Is the concept of winners and losers? The class teacher's principle is indeed very strong."

Suddenly, Han Dong snapped his fingers.
To be continued...