reborn wealthy daughter-in-law

Chapter 89 The business card for her

"Teacher, your wound is very deep. I don't know how to deal with it. I think you should go to the hospital."

Yi Zinan gasped, and glanced at the injured area, "Xiaoduo, go and buy me disinfectant, gauze, alcohol, cotton swabs, and painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, just buy these first, go quickly."

Qian Xiaoduo looked at Yi Zinan who was in unbearable pain, hesitated for a moment, picked up his wallet and went downstairs, in the nearest pharmacy, just stepped in and saw a few vicious people coming out, with many tattoos on their bodies, it seemed What are you looking for, let such people be as lenient as you can, and never mess with them.

Handed the written note to the salesperson, "I want these things." After speaking, he noticed that the salesperson glanced at her, and then went to get the medicine in silence.

Qian Xiaoduo ran back with the medicine in his hand, and saw Yi Zinan's shirt that had been taken off. He blushed and turned his head in embarrassment, "Teacher, this is what you want. I put it here," said After that, he opened the door and went out.

Standing at the door, listening carefully to the commotion inside, afraid that something might happen to him, he suddenly thought of the people just now, but it was impossible to mix Yi Zinan with those people, no matter how he thought about it.However, when Yi Zinan had an accident, those people came directly to the school and looked for it at the pharmacy. The only possibility was that Yi Zinan had something to do with them.

It's true that people can't be judged by appearances, a person as kind as Yi Zinan would get involved with those people.

Half an hour later, Yi Zinan put back on his clothes, opened the door and smiled at her, "Xiao Duo, you can't tell anyone what happened just now, and don't ask why, you understand?"

Qian Xiaoduo nodded, of course she knows that everyone has a secret, just like she has a secret, she has never told anyone, she is no longer the carefree Qian Xiaoduo she used to be.

Yi Zinan went out and glanced inside, "Xiaoduo, you have saved my life this time, if you need anything in the future, just call this number, and the person who answers the phone will help you unconditionally." He took out a business card Pass it to her.

"Teacher, you don't need to do this, what can I have in the future, really don't need it, you have suffered such a serious injury, where are you going?" He refused to accept the business card in his hand, thinking about how her ordinary life would inspire her. No matter how big the waves are, the only one is Shen Chenyuan, he will make her upset, but the small fight between the two of them doesn't seem to need the help of others.

"I can't implicate you, you take this, be prepared, don't lose it, I'm leaving, there will be a period later," he said and walked downstairs.

Qian Xiaoduo was holding the business card, it was just an ordinary business card, but Yi Zinan said to keep it safe, so he put it in his wallet, looked down and saw blood stains on the quilt, and took off the quilt cover , Put it in a bucket, and turn on the tap to soak in water, bring soap, and wash the quilt cover overnight.

They didn't see Yi Zinan for many days. They were taught by another physics teacher, who was not half as funny as Yi Zinan. Qian Xiaoduo didn't understand what he was talking about after one class.

Leaning on the table and looking at the phone, it has been more than two months, because Yi Zinan is not here, some things are naturally delayed, but Jiang Yixuan, after knowing her phone number before the Chinese New Year, chats with chat tools every day , becoming more and more familiar with Jiang Yixuan, knowing that he is the only child in the family, without a mother, just a father.

Qian Xiaoduo always thought that Jiang Yixuan grew up in a healthy family, but now he realized that his experience was not so good. Although he usually gave people the feeling of warmth and sunshine, but if you pay attention carefully, you will still find him There is a trace of loneliness in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)