Chapter 14 Butterfly When there was no response, she raised her hand again.
The door opened suddenly, as if blown open by the wind, but there was no one behind came a very mature female voice. "come in."
A gust of wind blew up the light blue curtain, revealing the hospital bed inside. Sitting at the desk by the window was a woman wearing a white coat. Her long hair was randomly fixed by silver clips, and a few strands fell on her slender neck. The moonlight It made her black hair look a little blue.
Standing at the door, Shen Nanzhi felt that the temperature in the room was a bit low. As soon as she stepped into the infirmary, the door was slammed shut, followed by the sound of a lock.
My bare arms were covered with goosebumps, and my body felt cold one after another.
The woman still had her back turned to her, and suddenly spoke again. "Come and sit."
Before Shen Nanzhi walked in, she quietly looked at her from the side to see if she had a face. It was like opening a blind box. She pushed the chair opposite the woman and sat down.
"Classmate, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" The woman raised her eyes, as if autumn water reflected her has no makeup, a straight nose bridge, a small black mole in the middle of her eyebrow bone, bright almond-shaped eyes, a professional smile on her lips, and a simple aqua blue top underneath her white coat.
The skull of the specimen diagonally opposite faces Shen Nanzhi.
The cool night breeze came in through the cracks in the window, and a pot of green aloe vera was placed by the this moment, the female school doctor opposite her had a calm gaze, but being stared at so blankly made Shen Nanzhi feel a chill down her back.
The woman's pupils were lighter in color, like cold well water. She spoke again, her voice still gentle. "Classmate, if you have nothing to do, don't stay here too long."
"I feel uncomfortable on my face, like it's about to fall off." It was obvious that she wanted to make a lie, but as she spat it out, she suddenly felt that the skin on her face began to itch, as if there were small bugs crawling under the skin.
Broken copy, stacked with so many settings.
The corners of the female school nurse's mouth seemed to be raised in a slight arc, and she stretched out her hands that had been hidden under the table. Her nails were very long, as if she was wearing nails from a nail salon.
There is a small tip at the top of the nail, which reminds Shen Nanzhi of the empress in the animated series Master Chef Xiao Fugui. It is believable that her nails are so sharp that they can easily penetrate into the skin to draw blood.
The black pen in front of Shen Nanzhi was taken away by her. The woman opened the blue folder and picked out an unused A4 paper while not forgetting to comfort her. "It's okay, classmate, it's just a minor illness, don't be nervous."
"But teacher, will I really be okay? I always feel itchy on my back. Won't I turn into some scary monster?"
The female school nurse laughed because of her childish words, and she grinned widely. Shen Nanzhi vaguely saw her fangs, the tips of which were still dripping with saliva. "Don't worry, at most it will turn into a small insect or moth."
She seemed to think her words were humorous, and she laughed even louder, grinning almost to the back of her ears, allowing Shen Nanzhi to intuitively experience what it meant to have a mouth full of blood. "Name?"
"Shen Nanzhi."
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The next process was as formal as a clinic, which made Shen Nanzhi feel a little infirmary in her high school is just a decoration. There are no medicines or doctors. When you come to see a doctor, at most there will be an aunt to talk to you and give you some psychological comfort.
She looked at the butterflies on the wall and answered every routine question she was asked with a clear mind.
A huge glass frame hangs behind the female school nurse, which contains various butterfly specimens. They are stored in transparent liquid. Because the shiny liquid is refracted, the wings are shrouded in a beautiful light. At this moment The withered wings are flapping gently, trying to spread their wings and dance. Even through the thick glass, you can feel a vigorous vitality.
It's so abnormal that such a beautiful being can exist in such a cold place.
"When did you start feeling uncomfortable?"
"I don't know. I came as soon as I felt uncomfortable. It shouldn't have been long."
The school nurse's head suddenly twisted back at an abnormal angle, just like the students who could turn their heads 180 degrees in the teaching building last time. The tendons and blood vessels in her neck were bent into half a twist roll like a rubber band. "Oh, what Student Shen is looking at turns out to be butterflies."
"Butterflies are really beautiful creatures, but turning into a beautiful butterfly is always a hard job. You have to go through the egg stage, larvae stage, pupa stage, and finally transform into a cocoon and become a butterfly." She slowly turned her head. , a hand so white that you can see the blue veins touched his face and said quietly. "Maintaining a beautiful face is really hard work. I keep getting injections, going under the knife, taking medicine, and I have to worry about waking up with a swollen face and a crooked nose."
"Think about it this way, wouldn't it be too troublesome if you could just change your face?" She stretched out her fingertips and gently leaned against her particularly beautiful lips. Her eyes were flowing, and a light shadow fell on her eyelashes, and she suddenly raised her eyes and smiled. Yingying spoke to Shen Nanzhi. "I think your face is very beautiful and suitable."
"You like my face?" Shen Nanzhi looked innocent, suddenly feeling that the woman opposite had become ugly, even though her behavior and appearance were indeed charming.
"Classmate Shen, don't mind. My sister is joking. It's a good time for you now. In the past, losing face was a terminal disease that had no cure. Now it's like wearing contact lenses, with various styles and easy to wear." She twisted. He bent down and opened the curtain of the isolation hospital bed. "Come, let me treat you. If you are sick, you must be treated. Don't be shy about seeking medical treatment."
As soon as Shen Nanzhi lay on the bed, she frowned slightly and soon relaxed, although the strong smell of disinfectant lingering at the tip of her nose still made her a moment there was a clean white wall above the head, and for a moment there was a pink, palm-sized butterfly flapping its wings against the female school nurse took small steps and turned her back to her to get a fancy brochure.
"Here, you pick something first."
(End of this chapter)