Even though he was ready, when he saw the black figure, the headmaster was still a little afraid to speak.

Although Mr. Han didn't say anything about his relationship with Jiang Xu, he became a guardian. Most of them were related. When he sent the man to the hospital, he told him to take good care of him... Now he took care of him in the clinic, and the headmaster had a premonition of Fu Chenhan's anger.

He took a look at pingbai and nodded his head. Then the headmaster said, "Han Ye..."

Zhang Ziqiang had just stepped into the threshold of the clinic. He was full of curiosity. After hearing these two words, he was stunned and his mouth didn't close.

But the headmaster had no time to take care of him. Instead, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Mr. Han... Miss Jiang is better?"

Fu Chenhan explored Jiang Xiu's forehead, which was still cold, but at least he was no longer sweating, and his temperature was slowly warming up.

There was a moment of silence in the infirmary, and the needle could be heard.

Several school leaders kept sweating. They wanted to kneel down and ask how to solve the problem.

Fu Chenhan let Jiang Xiu lean into his arms, probably feel the familiar breath, Jiang Xiu is very obedient to drill in, small hand still tightly grasp the corner of his clothes.

Fu Chenhan's anger was suddenly smoothed out. He finally turned his head, looked at the headmaster, and said, "I heard that it's your PE teacher who has to make trouble for my children?"

With a thump in his heart, the headmaster thought that he was really related to his family and pushed out Zhang Ziqiang: "this is the physical education teacher, called Zhang Ziqiang..."

Zhang Ziqiang had no previous complacency. When he heard the word "Han Ye", he was already stupid. He didn't even have the courage to look up. With a plop, he knelt on the ground: "Han, Han Ye..."

"Zhang Ziqiang?" He recalled: "the youngest son of Zhang."

Zhang Ziqiang quickly said: "yes... My father is..."

He said with a smile: "I've heard that Zhang's youngest son is in sloanya, but I didn't expect to see him today."

Although there was no irony in his words, Zhang Ziqiang turned pale in an instant.

Who don't know, he didn't become a martial arts teacher. He became a P.E. teacher relying on his relationship. It's plain that he was stabbing at his heart.

Plain also didn't say much, but said: "Han ye came in a hurry, also don't know what the matter is, teacher Zhang, you tell me?"

Zhang Ziqiang was so happy that he thought that Fu Chenhan wanted to go around him for his own sake. He said, how important is Jiang Xu, an illegitimate daughter? So he quickly said: "because the students are tired in PE class, I let them run ten laps for boys and five laps for girls. Jiang Xiu didn't tell me that she was not well in advance... If I knew in advance, I would never be like this, would it..."

He gave a smile.

Peng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, my students can see it clearly. At the beginning, Jiang Xu went to tell you her medical history, but you threatened her not to run and asked her parents. She had no choice but to run. Later, she really couldn't help it. Yin Fei accompanied her to find you, but you sneered that she was pretending to run! Otherwise, how could Jiang Xiu be like this? "

She had been a teacher for decades, and was born into a scholarly family. Zhang Ziqiang was about to die of anger from teacher Peng. She secretly scolded her in her heart and said, "I have no injustice or hatred with her. Why should I make trouble for her?"

"..." teacher Peng was stunned.

Yes, Zhang Ziqiang didn't know Jiang Xu before. Why is it aimed at her?

Zhang Ziqiang's handsome face was slightly ferocious, staring at Mr. Peng: "you said it!"

Mr. Peng can't tell why, so he has to bite his teeth and shut up.

The headmaster took a look at Zhang Ziqiang and didn't know what to say! past hope!

"Yes, why?" he said in a soft voice

Zhang Ziqiang said quickly: "I really didn't mean to lose! When Jiang Xu wakes up, I'll apologize to her... "

Before he finished, he heard a sneer: "that's not necessary."

The man's cold eyes are as oppressive as those in the cold pool for thousands of years, and his eyes seem to be condensed into a substantial knife, cutting down all the flesh on the human body: "since you don't know why, find out why."

He nodded: "what Han Ye said is."

When he touched his back, a shiny black pistol appeared in his hand. It seemed that he didn't see the frightened eyes of the people in the room. He slowly pulled open the safety bolt, squatted down, and the muzzle of the gun touched Zhang Ziqiang's forehead: "Mr. Zhang, I really don't want to find out why. I don't know if you want to tell me directly."

Zhang Ziqiang trembled all over, the sweat on his forehead fell down like a basin of water, and soon wet his vest.

His pupils were dilated, and there was pure fear inside. He swallowed unconsciously in his throat, and he was almost scared to incontinence. He shivered: "I, my father... My father is..."

The headmaster is going mad: "when are you talking about your father?"?! Your father's got a fuckin 'use! "

Zhang Ziqiang bites his teeth and finally realizes what he is to pingbai. It's like he saw Jiang Xu before and thought he was just like a mole ant. He could die casually... No, maybe for pingbai and Han Ye, he's not even as good as a mole ant

"... I said! I said Zhang Ziqiang collapsed and said: "it's Dong Xiaosi! It's her! Before class today, she came to me and said that as long as she did me a favor, she would sleep with me tonight... I was bewildered and agreed... Han Ye... Han Ye, I'm really bewildered... "

"Dong Xiaosi." Fu Shen Han slowly read out the name, tone is very light, but let people think of the distant ancient battlefield of the fierce spirit: "bring people."

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Dong Xiaosi heard that Jiang Xiu fainted and was sent to the infirmary. She could hardly hide her smile. She opened her book and asked her deskmate, "ah, do you think Jiang Xiu will die?"

Deskmate: "how do I know? But she's also very unlucky, and she doesn't know how to offend Mr. Zhang. "