Hunting College - Vol 5.2 Chapter 297

, Update Monster Hunter High School as soon as possible! Zheng Qing felt that he had never slept so peacefully before.

So much so that when he realized that he woke up, he was still a little reluctant to part, missing the comfort of a moment ago, and was reluctant to open his eyes.

Until Zhang Jixin’s wailing came from his ears.

“It has ended?!

The red-faced wizard’s voice sounded like thunder, and the whole room hummed: “How is it possible!” It’s only just started! ”

It’s over when it’s over, why are you making such a fuss?

The young public fee student closed his eyes and complained in his heart. At the same time, his slow thinking slowly raised a question – wait, Zhang Jixin doesn’t seem to be in the same dormitory with him, why is he yelling beside him? You are in a meeting? I do not know how?

“Quiet!”

A strange and familiar stern voice sounded not far away: “This is the school hospital, not your dormitory! Don’t disturb other students’ rest!”

Oh, the school hospital, no wonder the voice sounds a little familiar, it must be Mrs. Bella… person…

Zheng Qing suddenly opened his eyes, fluttered and sat up, startling the elf who was spraying the bouquet on the bedside table with water, and fell directly into the bouquet.

The wizard looked at the white wall in front of him, his gaze a little straight.

Guilty, edge, school hunting party, finals, tigers flying to the sky, giants running wild, quiet river banks, bugs falling on the river, etc., the memories of reality were re-filled into his mind bit by bit.

“woke up?”

Dr. Xiao Da’s voice came from the side: “It’s a bit unfortunate that I woke up. The monitor Jiang Da just left… oh, she just brought the flowers on your bedside table.”

Zheng Qing turned his stiff neck and looked at the bouquet. It was a bouquet of carnations, narcissus and calla lilies, and there was a very inconspicuous rose hidden in the carnation.

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth and looked around.

This is a large ward with eight beds filled. More than a dozen elves are walking around the room with medicine boxes, water and hot towels. Mrs. Bella is standing at the door of the ward, holding medical records in her arms. Ben, noticing the wizard standing up, repeated what he said hundreds of times:

“Don’t make noise in the ward! If you take medicine, pay attention to rest! If you feel hungry, you can go directly downstairs to apply for discharge!”

Zheng Qing touched his belly, but he didn’t have the slightest appetite.

He turned to look at Xiao Xiao: “What’s the situation?”

The doctor was leaning on the head of the bed, holding a black notebook in it. He was struggling to write. Hearing the words, he didn’t lift his head. He replied lazily: “As you can see, the game is over, we went to the hospital…”

“Wait,” Zheng Qing interrupted the slightly jumpy answer and rubbed his forehead: “I don’t quite understand it yet… How come it’s over?”

“That’s right! Right!” There was an immediate response in the room. It was Zhang Jixin. Obviously, he hadn’t accepted this reality yet: “It’s just the beginning… How come it’s over?!”

“We fell asleep on the field.”

On the other side, there was an unlovable voice, Fatty Xin tilted his head and stared out the window blankly, his face pale: “…After the finals, the people of the hunting committee found us by the silent river… …they said there was an old ‘Sleeping Spade a’ near where we fell asleep, and that the smell of the leaves of the shovel tree can make people sleepy for a long time… It’s better for us to wait for natural wakefulness than forcing to wake up…”

Zheng Qing tried his best to clear his mind.

“Sleepy spade?” he muttered the unfamiliar term: “Is that tree still by the river?”

“The male deer Shu, who had two heads in rut, fought for the sleepy shovel and ruined the tree.” Xiao Xiao closed his head, adjusted his glasses, and added: “… , hair, and the branches and leaves of the sleepy shovel, everywhere… The tree has been excavated for protection and sent to the Herb Garden.”

“The more you talk, the more the lake is painted.” Zheng Qing rubbed his forehead and vaguely felt a long-lost headache: “Isn’t Lu Shu an animal? What does it have to do with trees when they are in heat?”

“Lu Shu is lethargic, and the dozing shovel is a good medicine to promote sleep. If a male Lu Shu in estrus has a dozing shovel, it is easier to get it.