The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

On Christmas night, there were two people who did not return to dormitory 306.

One fell asleep after being tired from crying in the snow.

The other one, Bian Jing didn't want to know.

Christmas Eve came, dawn came, when the first ray of sunlight shone on Bian Jing, he almost thought he jumped off last night, this is heaven.

But soon something went wrong, the sky and the earth were spinning, and his limbs were as stiff as ice, like a dead man.

Sensing a certain thought in his heart, Bian Jing was relieved for a moment.

Chaotic, icy, and bone-piercing pain, before he fell into a coma, there was that face in Bian Jing's mind that he no longer wanted to think of.

"It's so cold."

......

The campus at [-] o'clock in the morning is quite quiet. The students who got up early and memorized vocabulary did not see the number one in the grade today.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, an ambulance broke the tranquility of the campus. The shrill sound of the ambulance rang in mid-air. Many students who hadn't woken up ran out wearing shorts and asked in panic, "What happened?"

The classmate who was more awake shook his head and said, "I don't know, the ambulance has gone to the teacher's apartment."

"Which teacher has an accident?"

"I don't know! It's early in the morning."

It wasn't until the medical staff dug out the side scene from the half-meter-thick snow layer from the top of the building that the early students saw it clearly: "It's not the teacher, it's the god of learning, and something happened to my idol, the god of learning."

The dormitory building exploded all of a sudden, and the door of dormitory 306 was knocked loudly. Yue Yang thought it was those two who came back, so he got up and opened the door.

The people outside the door said eagerly: "Brother Yang, something happened to Xueshen!"

Yue Yang's sleepy bugs ran away all of a sudden, grabbed the visitor by the collar and asked: "Say clearly, what happened to our brother Jing?"

"I don't know, the ambulance just left."

The face of the side scene is pale and colorless, like a dead man on an autopsy table.

"Quick, oxygen mask, the patient is going into shock."

"No, he's unconscious."

"Prepare for an electric shock."

......

Early in the morning, Yueyang Tower sent a message to group 306: "Brother Ting, you came to school today to help me ask for leave from my old class. Brother Jing has an accident. I'll go and see him."

The reply is very fast.

Ting: "What happened?"

Yueyang Lou: "I don't know, the ambulance just took him away, I'm rushing to the city hospital now."

Ting: "I'm near the city doctor, I'm going to see him, don't come out."

No. [-] middle school has strict management and full military management. There are instructors in the dormitory and teaching buildings. If you don’t ask for teaching rules and parents ask for leave, you can’t leave the school.

Of course, except for Xie Ting.

No one dared to stop this ruthless school bully.

"Oh, okay, then you go and have a look, and report to us that you are safe."

"Ah."

Xie Ting seldom talked, never said superfluous words, and never said nonsense, Yue Yang's heart beat back to his stomach.

"Contact the patient's family and prepare to sign for rescue."

After a phone call, the head nurse informed: "The school said the patient is an orphan and has no family members."

There was a silence in the corridor, no one thought that the young man who often appeared on the platform in the emergency room was an orphan.

He is very good, because various awards are often reported by TV stations. Only now did he know that he is an orphan.

Three years ago, there was an elderly uncle who took care of her, but the uncle also left.

There was an idea in the hearts of the medical staff who couldn't help but grow: "The patient didn't commit suicide, did he?"

The head teacher of Class A of the third year of high school rushed to him: "Doctor, doctor, rescue him first. My student is very good. He can't die. He still has a bright future."

soon.

The red light continued to turn on, and the head teacher who got up early and was still unkempt was wearing pajamas, and his legs weakened and he fell to the ground because of the intense running.A pair of strong hands supported her: "Teacher~"

The homeroom teacher turned around and saw another apprentice: "Xie Ting, why are you here?"

Xie Ting: "My house is nearby, so I came here first."

At this moment, the head teacher didn't have time to ask in detail, and he didn't care that the students who were usually too cold would have such warm-hearted moments. They just stared at the red light, worried tightly in their hearts.

A teacher who believes in socialism, chanting: "Namo Amitabha..."

Xie Ting supported the teacher's arm and stared at the door of the operating room with deep worry. The young and mature face was also worried at the moment.