"If I really need to see a doctor, then take me to the infirmary," Xiao Xian seemed to come to life, struggling to get out of bed.
"Aren't you just going to see Dr. Zhou?" Zhang Yiyi's worry changed to a bounce of excitement, her face brimming with innuendo.
The new school doctor, also the handsome young man who had drawn Xiao Xian's blood, had made the school infirmary as busy as a marketplace ever since his arrival.
From headaches and bellyaches to limping and scraped skin, everyone crammed in there. It had never been so bustling even when the old school doctor was away. The scene had the head of academic affairs shaking his head and sighing, "Students these days really are maturing early."
