Vol 2 Chapter 221: Finally quiet

Not surprisingly.
　　 After hitting three walls one after another, hitting two doors, and being crossed by a passing ghost, Zheng Qing finally arrived alive in the large ward on the first floor.
　　The ward is very spacious. The room is octagonal. A large hospital bed is placed in front of each wall. The white curtains hang down from the ceiling, covering the beds tightly.
　　 The curtains are covered with golden thin lines full of soundproof and dust-repellent charms, which keeps the ward in a quiet and clean environment.
　　 Maybe because it is too late, no one can be seen in the ward, only the little elves holding the trays and handing medicines to the patients, quietly fanning their wings, and moving back and forth between different curtains lightly.
　　 On the ceiling in the center of the house, there is a lotus chandelier. Five lotus leaves are elegantly stretched in all directions, sprinkling a faint milky white halo, keeping this quiet world in a low-brightness environment.
　　 Zheng Qing doesn't know if this environment is good for patients.
　　 But these limited lights helped the two little wizards a lot.
　　 At least they don't need to push Zheng Qing into the hospital bed in the dark.
　　 The two "child laborers" breathed a sigh of relief after dragging the public-funded students floating in the air into an empty hospital bed and tearing down the white curtain.
　　 "Remember to invite me to dinner when you get better," Li Meng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, nodded in satisfaction, and added: "As long as you don't go wandering, any restaurant in Beta Town will do."
　　 Zheng Qing sniffed, and the small sugar seller on the pedestrian street came to mind.
"I'm really sorry!" Ling Guo held his schoolbag and bowed deeply to Zheng Qing who was lying on the hospital bed: "I only noticed the mop that was thrown around the corner, but did not see the ghost floating out of the wall... …I’m so sorry to let it go through you!"
　　 "It's okay, okay...It's also a rare experience." Zheng Qing waved his hand quickly and dragged the little wizard up: "I'm actually already well, if it's not for the doctor's request, I would rather sleep in the dormitory tonight."
"You transported him down from the third floor. You didn't have to pay for the journey. What apologize!" Li Meng tugged at the corner of Ling Guo's robe, muttering dissatisfiedly, "Doesn't you seem to be rude if you do this... …"
　　 Zheng Qing stared at the little witch with blank eyes, and said nothing.
　　 "What do you look at!" Li Meng exclaimed with some irritation: "Would you like me to drag Elena over to you, let you have a good time!"
"Thank you very much." Zheng Qing replied quickly, and then asked before the little witch could react, "It's already late now... I thought it was past the visiting time... Don't you need to go back to rest? ?"
　　 Li Meng was stunned, and after reacting for a moment, he nodded hesitantly: "Yes...it's already late."
　　 "What time is it now?" Zheng Qing asked immediately.
　　 Li Meng blinked and turned to look at Linguo.
　　 The little wizard pulled out a brass clock from his schoolbag, took a look, and handed it to Zheng Qing.
　　 8:30 in the evening.
　　 In the misty background behind the pointer, a golden waning moon has revealed a hazy figure, and the twinkling stars are the size of a needle tip, which looks particularly bright.
"Nice watch." Zheng Qing praised, and raised his head again to look at the two little wizards: "So, now is the time for the school hospital to stop visiting... If I remember correctly, the school hospital only allows nine o'clock in the morning. Visit until six o'clock in the evening."
　　 "Because we are so cute!" Li Meng raised his chin triumphantly.
　　 "Boys cannot be described as cute..." Linguo muttered softly, but smiled shyly.
　　 "...Does this have anything to do with you still staying in the school hospital?" Zheng Qing felt that it must be a sequelae of the previous headache. He couldn't understand the meaning of the two children's words.
　　 "Looking so cute, would you bear the heart to drive us out?" Li Meng taught in a tone that was not teachable.
"Sister Jiang Yu said, this is called the cure system... it is good for the patient, and the head nurse showed compassion to let us stay for a while." Ling Guo explained to the side: "Mrs. Bella originally didn't allow us to stay so late. of."
　　 Zheng Qing twitched the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and did not make any comments on Jiang Yu's remarks.
　　 "I think Mrs. Bella must be sorry for the compassion she gave birth to before..." He muttered quietly.
　　 Li Meng's eyes widened suddenly.
　　 But as soon as she spoke, she was interrupted by another voice.
"I do regret it," the curtain was pulled open, and Mrs. Bella's tall figure almost blocked most of the hospital bed. She looked at the two little wizards angrily, and said stiffly: "Who put the second floor The mop is tied to the fire hydrant with a binding curse!"
　　 Linguo hesitated and shook her head.
　　 Li Meng's hands behind his back, quietly glanced at the head nurse, kicked with his small leather shoes and rubbed the cabinet leg behind him.
　　 "Why do you do this!" Mrs. Bella took a deep breath.
　　 "That mop is always bouncing around...not stopping for a moment," Li Meng replied in a low voice, "We were thrown into water by it when we went downstairs."
　　 "Awesome Binding Curse!" Lao Yao stood behind the head nurse and gave a thumbs up to Little Lingwu.
　　 "Is this the point?!" Madam Bella's voice suddenly increased by seven to eight degrees.
　　 "Ahem, this kind of behavior is indeed very bad." Professor Yao gave a light cough and immediately shifted his position. He glanced at the head nurse and tentatively asked: "Should you fine them tomorrow to clean up the mop?"
"This is your student...you take care of it yourself." The head nurse turned around, rudely tore off the messy talisman on Zheng Qing's body, and at the same time issued a deportation order: "Now, I ask all unrelated personnel to leave the school hospital immediately! "
　　 Jiang Yu stood by the tent, looked at Zheng Qing's grin, smiled helplessly, and dragged the two little wizards out of the ward.
　　 "Hey, young people, doing things is always impulsive." Old Yao grinningly pulled a chair, sat down, then reached out and took out a stack of materials from his arms and threw it on Zheng Qing's hospital bed.
　　 Mrs. Bella looked at him in shock.
　　 Old Yao casually took out the small round spectacles framed with gold wire, put them on his nose, and then turned sideways, flipping through the pages of the information in his hand in the weak light above his head.
　　 "You go busy, you go busy... I'll talk to him for a while." Lao Yao waved his hand and said casually: "I'm watching here..."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Mrs. Bella's nose hurriedly incited ~EbookFREE.me~, squirting rough air, gritted her teeth, and shouted: "No, Guan, people, staff, immediately, leave, school hospital!"
　　 Lao Yao stiffened on his cheeks with the fingers of his glasses, the corners of his mouth curled downwards, and he quietly made a helpless face at Zheng Qing.
　　 Zheng Qing squinted, trying to suppress his smile.
　　 "Huh?" The head nurse rolled up his sleeves and snorted heavily.
　　 "Then I will ask again tomorrow morning." Old Yao grabbed the pile of materials on the hospital bed, jumped up, fled, disappeared into the quiet ward in the blink of an eye.
　　Zheng Qing has never discovered his agility.
　　 "So are you!" Madam Bella turned her head to look at Zheng Qing, and reprimanded: "Don't talk, go to bed immediately!"
　　 Zheng Qing immediately pulled the quilt to his chin, closed his eyes obediently, and began to count the stars in his heart.
　　 heard the sound of the curtain being put down again, and the heavy footsteps of the head nurse.
　　 Then he felt a little itchy in his ears.
　　 eyes quietly opened a slit, and he saw a few elves in white uniforms huddling together, silently playing in his ears.
　　 "Shhh..." He puffed up his mouth and breathed upward quietly.
　　 The elves immediately calmed down, lined up in a row, lying on his pillow.
　　 One, two, three.
　　 Zheng Qing counted, and soon entered his dream.