Zhong Yi quickly avoided Zhao Yu Yang's hand in astonishment and said hurriedly, "Don't spray!"

Zhao Yuyang, unwilling to give up, threw a bottle of Yunan Baiyao at Jin Shaoze. With both hands, he lifted Zhong Yi and stood up. Zhong Yi dodged left and right, fortunately, he was strong enough to break free. However, Zhao Yuyang called someone over from the side, and the two of them together firmly pressed Zhong Yi onto the table.

Zhong Yi cursed, "Zhao Yuyang! Let go of me, you bastard!"

Zhao Yuyang smirked twice, his chubby face under his curly hair filled with a triumphant grin: "Shaoze! Quickly lift up Zhongyi's clothes! You must spray it for me!"

Jin Shaoze held a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao in his hand, sitting motionless in his seat. He waited until Zhong Yisheng turned his head with an air of desolation, and only then did Jin Shaoze stand up and open the lid of the Yunnan Baiyao.

"Don't touch me! I won't spit! I won't spit—"

Zhong Yi continued roaring angrily, but Jin Shaoze didn't say a word. With one hand, he lifted up the light blue garment, pushing it upwards, revealing Zhong Yi's entire back.

"Damn it—Zhao Yuyang! You son of a bitch!"

Zhao Yuyang shook his head gently, and said with a profound tone, "This is for your own good."

There were numerous bruises on his back, patch by patch, making it painful to look at. Jin Shaoze furrowed his brows without showing any emotion. With one hand, he slid down the area on his clothes that was right above the tailbone. His icy fingertips touched Zhongyi's skin, and a chilling sensation spread from head to toe. He panicked and twisted his body, trying to avoid it.

Jin Shaoze touched the spot where the coccyx had scraped and broken the skin. That mark hadn't fully revealed itself, and a portion of it was still on his buttocks.

Without any hesitation, Jin Shaoze directly pulled down Zhong Yi's pants, revealing his thigh gap.

"Oh my goodness! Don't look!"

"Ah! Turn around quickly!"

Several girls sitting in the back row whispered and discussed until a scream erupted.

Zhong Yi closed his eyes, hiding his despairing face in the bend of his arm. How shameless...

Jin Shaoze shook the Yunnan Baiyao bottle twice before spraying it onto Zhong Yi. Zhong Yi shivered from the cold.

A cool medicinal liquid was poured onto Zhong Yi's skin, spreading a light medicinal scent that was much better than camphor oil.

Jin Shaoze sprayed the entire back with Yunnan Baiyao. Then, he threw the medicine towards Zhao Yuyang. Zhao Yuyang caught the medicine, released Zhong Yi, and Zhong Yi quickly climbed up from the table, pulled up his pants. Half of his face, which was partially blocked by his hair, revealed faint traces of blood vessels. He yelled loudly at Zhao Yuyang, "Shameless!"

Zhao Yuyang exclaimed in frustration, "It was Shaoze who stripped you! Go bother him instead!"

Zhong Yi gritted his teeth and looked towards Jin Shaoze. Jin Shaoze stood behind Zhong Yi, towering over him with his height, holding a glass of water and rinsing his hands.

Zhong Yi: ......

Is it because you think he's dirty?!

Jin Shaoze's hands were slender, and if one were to ignore the wounds on the back of his hand, they would be absolutely flawless and perfect.

"Shaoye, how long will it take for Zhongyi's injury to heal?" Zhao Yuyang leaned in close to Jin Shaobei and asked.

Jin Shaoze pondered for a moment, tightened the lid, and said, "Three days."

The premise is that Red Flower Oil and Yunnan Baiyao are essential.

After finishing speaking, Jin Shaoze sat back in his seat, no longer paying attention to Zhong Yi and Zhao Yuyang.

Zhao Yuyang turned his face with a radiant smile, and he approached Zhong Yi, asking, "Are you going home this weekend?"

Still furious, Zhong Yi furrowed his brows and shook off Zhao Yuyang's hand. "I'm not going back, and I won't look for you either!"

Zhao Yuyang, seeing that Zhong Yi was angry, quickly consoled him and leaned in, saying, "Don't do that! Give your phone number to Shao Ze, and I'll call you instead! Otherwise, I'll have Shao Ze force you to spray medicine in the classroom. How about that?"