treatment

Soon, a minute later, he came downstairs with the first-aid kid, as she had been waiting in the spot without even encountering a slight movement away from there.

He came directly to her. Standing in front of her, he put the box aside and opened it to take out the ointment as she side-eyed his proximity, where she could hear his throbbing heartbeat.

"Oh, you are too short. I forget that." He mumbled to himself, but she responded quizzically, "What?"

He then put the ointment back on. lifted her grasping her armpit to put her on the dining table as furious was the only expression Chang Xi expressed in front of his botherless face.

After that, he took ointment, holding her wounded hand. Just when he started to apply ointment over the wound, she asked, looking into his eyes, "Are you doing this as a teacher?"

"Of course! You are my student," he dictated, picking out the bandage.

Instantly, she tugged out his hand from his grip with the chloric face. "If that's true, you can bring me to the nurse's office. Why do you waste your time on your house?" she instructed him.

He couldn't help but chuckle at her attitude before declaring openly, "This is not my house. This is your English teacher, Liu Yifei's. We live in the same house."

Thinking he clarified her chloric, however, hearing him mention 'We live in the same house' triggered her fury additionally.

He witnessed her eyes narrowing much more than before with anger. Thereafter, he grasped her hand again forcefully and put a bandage on her fist while confessing, "If I brought you to the nurse's office, I couldn't have stayed until your wound got dressed." Pressing his palm against the dining table and leaning further forward to her face, he said, "See, I'm by your side even after dressing your wound."

Observing his spontaneously sparkling eyes closer, she stumbled with the words, "W-what do you mean?"

Dropped a brief elegant smile, he brought his hand all the way up to her hair bangs. Adjusting that messy strand of hair, he professed, "I mean, I will be by your side when you feel abandoned."

Immediately, he teleported back to the bushes with her.

She shoved him away, tearing apart the bandage with one strike. She yelled, "Do not show sympathy!"

"Hey,"

He called her, but what he found was that she had walked off him already. He could only be staring at the thrown-away bandage with a disappointed look on his face.

Not to delay, a peep sound alarmed him. He immediately disappeared from there and appeared in front of the counselling room.

In Chang Xin's classroom, Chang Xin entered.

"Where were you going?" Fanqia asked. Suilin and Geng Xi expect an answer from her as Chang Xi sits in her seat.

"How is your wound, Chang Xi?" Geng Xi held her hand. Glimpsed at her ointment-applied wound, he queried, "Did you go to the nurse's office?"

"No," she shortly replied.

"Did you treat your wound yourself?" Suillin asked as Geng Xi picked out a bandage from his pants pocket.

"No," she said.

With a confused look on her face, Fanqia asked, "Then who treated your wound?"

Geng Xi held her hand again to put a bandage on.

"Krish,"

Her one word stopped three of them breathing and pushed them into astonishment well. However, the expression that stayed on Geng Xi didn't appear to be one of astonishment. It was more like possessiveness. He even paused bandaging her wound.

"Mr.Krish?" Suillin and Fanqia were surprised as hell.

"Did Mr. Krish treat your wound?" A disappointment-shaded question came from Geng Xi's mouth.

Chang Xin nodded and veered back to him. "Aren't you going to do that?"

He gave a stare instead of bandaging.

Suillin and Fanqia could feel the hazardous atmosphere around Chang Xin and Geng Xi. So they shrugged their shoulders as if they didn't care about what was going to come as a result.

Krish kicked open the door and stepped inside with his sharp, shining sword.

"Hello, Mr. Orange!" He greeted him boldly, seeing a schoolboy undressing an unconscious girl sitting in the chair.

"Krish?" that boy startled and instantly laid back. His orange Irish shivered in fear.

"Yes, I'm Krish." Krish forced his smile, despite being furious at that demon.

"How did you come to earth?" that boy asked, stepping back as Krish's foot stepped forward towards him.

"So your parade has no idea of my presence? What a wonderful news!" He exclaimed and smiled satisfyingly at him.

"Do not!"

Krish's sword sent a shiver down his spine.

"I will," he mockingly declared.

"No." That boy took a step back with trepidation until his back bumped into the closed window glass.

"Who unravelled everyone? If you say who was that, I will leave you."

"No, I won't believe your words." That demon spoke, looking here and there to escape. But he acknowledged that he was inside the human body right now.

That demon laughed mockingly at Krish. Opened the window before Krish struck his sword. "Do you want to kill this innocent boy?" that demon asked.

Krish sighed helplessly and dropped his sword to face the floor. Seconds later, his grip on the sword went tight.

In a fleeting moment, Krish disappeared and emerged in front of him. He was startled as Krish's smirking lips said, "I can teleport, fool!"

Krish instantly lanced that demon's stomach and twirled it clockwise. That demon soul screamed before being exposed.

The whole school was horrified.

"Krish!" Liu Yifei muttered as if she didn't welcome his fast action.

Every student began to talk about the sudden devil's scream: "That was like the devil, oh my god. Does our school teach demons too?"

"What was that?" Fanqia asked. Chang Xin appeared to be slightly frightened and seeking a chest to bury her face.

Geng Xi, instantly unseated, came to her and hugged her tightly, enfolding her face in his chest.

A few seconds later, that scream faded, but a gentle voice was heard inside Class B, Rang 11. "It's okay, you are alright."

Everyone inside that classroom turned to that side. Suillin and Fanqia also turned towards Chang Xi's seat.

Jaws dropped for everyone once they spotted Chang Xin accepting Geng Xi's hug.