The next day, Mo Si drove Qiuqiu to Federal University in a suspension car.
The gate here is still as grand as it was when Qiuqiu first came here.
But I don't know why, looking at it, Qiuqiu no longer has the original pride.
There is a feeling that the scum girl's passion has receded...
The forehead support was all due to Zhao Xun's series of operations, which made her feel that even the school was unfair.
She went to the Qishi Sanatorium, but it was "specially" arranged by someone.
Under the ivory tower, it is full of shadows and filth.
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Zhao Xun woke up.
People who collapsed in the hospital also woke up in the hospital.
When he was discovered, the whole person was extremely embarrassed.
The pressure rose sharply, sweating and sweating clothes were trivial things, fell into a coma, couldn't control his mouth in twitching, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth all over the table...
This is about to be written into Zhao Xun's shameful history!
When he figured out what happened, he immediately smashed everything in the VIP ward.
Jiang Qiuqiu! Jiang Qiuqiu!
These three words rolled desperately on the tip of his tongue, Zhao Xun wished he could eat their flesh alive!
He sent a message to the dean, asking the dean to call Jiang Qiuqiu, and he must educate this person well.
As a result, the principal checked and found that he had been deleted, and the assistant couldn't contact Qiuqiu. He went to the dormitory to check, and the building was empty.
After finally finding a classmate and asking, the other party saw that the situation was not right, and did not give a specific answer. Suddenly, the person could not be found.
Zhao Xun knew that she probably really left.
In the absence of people, the anger could not be dissipated. The impotent and furious Zhao Xun hammered the bed for a long time.
The dean is numb.
"..."
Make it like this.
Looking weak and dependent, in fact? It's a little tricky.
Zhao Xun panted heavily, "Who stipulates that an intern who is on loan for an internship can leave without saying hello?"
"You contact their school!"
At this moment, I contacted the school, and the third-year expatriate management teacher answered the call. After I wrote it down, there would be a special person to deal with this matter.
The headmaster has already left his words this time.
Zhao Xun even sent a message to the management who stayed at the Federal University on his side.
This time, Jiang Qiuqiu must pay the price!
One after another, one thing after another was arranged, and the enthusiasm finally subsided slowly, but Zhao Xun still couldn't swallow that breath. He looked at the bed sheet of the sick number, and soon had a new idea.
He asked a patrolling nurse to take a few photos of himself, and his face darkened.
Because he was not sick, Zhao Xun didn't sit on the bed for a long time, so he packed up and got out of bed.
Coming to Qishi Sanatorium this time was simply a bad move.
There was no shadow of what he wanted, and he was beaten up.
He decided to go back now, to his own small courtyard. Things will not be so complicated later. He will wait for the old man to die before taking over the throne.
Become the new unambiguous king of the Federation and dominate the lives of these foolish people.
Then put a sign of a pariah on Jiang Qiuqiu!
Let anyone bully her! Let her kneel at her feet and beg for forgiveness!
He took the elevator down with anger, and when he reached the fifth floor, there was a loud noise. Zhao Xun subconsciously frowned, but he heard Jiang Qiuqiu's name amidst the noise.
He paused, then retuned the elevator.
Soon, the familiar fifth floor opened.
A half-fat man crying to the patrolling nurses on the corridor—
"Why did our healer suddenly change?"
"How can this be!?"
"Do you treat people like this and just leave?"
is her.
You unruly pariah.
Zhao Xun walked over.