hospital.
Father Qiao had woken up, and he notified the assistant.
"Qiao Dong, who did this? Do you need to call the police?" The assistant was frightened, who beat Qiao Dong like this.
Father Qiao had a gauze wrapped around his head.
"No need." Father Qiao said, "Check, who sent me to the hospital."
Although the assistant didn't understand why he didn't call the police, the boss's words were the truth.
"OK."
Father Qiao stopped him again: "Call Qiao Lin."
"OK."
The assistant responded again and again and hurried to do this.
He just opened the door of the ward, and there was a girl standing outside, who seemed to be about to knock on the door.
The two looked at each other silently for a second, and the girl put down her hand calmly: "Is Mr. Qiao here?"
The assistant glanced back, and Father Qiao heard the movement and was also looking here.
"you are… "
"Qiao Lin's head teacher."
The assistant was slightly taken aback.
How did the head teacher of the prince find here
"come in."
Father Qiao spoke up and let Chuzheng in.
The assistant ignored the messy thoughts in his mind, turned his body sideways, and let Chuzheng in.
Father Qiao looked very bad.
Although he is middle-aged, Father Qiao's facial features are still handsome, somewhat similar to Qiao Lin.
It's just that Qiao Lin's appearance is more delicate, and it is estimated that it is inherited from his mother.
Father Qiao looked at Chuzheng. His status as a perennial high-ranking person made him feel powerful when he spoke out: "Are you Qiao Lin's class teacher?"
"Well." Chu Zheng stood calmly.
"What's your name?"
"Ruan Chuzheng."
"Mr. Ruan." Father Qiao nodded, suspicious: "Are you here?"
As soon as he woke up, he informed his assistant about the hospitalization.
She is a class teacher, how did she find this place so quickly.
"Qiao Rin is with me." Chu Zheng didn't want to waste time with nonsense, and cut to the point: "I sent you to the hospital."
Father Qiao's expression changed slightly, and the light in his eyes sank a little.
"I don't want to ask too much about you and Qiao Rin. I'll take care of him in the future. If he wants to come back, I won't stop him. He doesn't want to come back. Mr. Qiao's best not to send anyone over to harass him. "
Father Joe frowned.
He understood these words separately, but how could he not understand them when they put them together
This is Qiao Lin's head teacher, right? !
Is this what a head teacher should say
"Mr. Ruan, what do you mean by that?"
"Mr. Qiao, you understand." Chu Zheng didn't want to repeat, she put down a check.
Father Qiao glanced at the numbers on the check, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then a burst of anger went straight to his forehead: "Mr. Ruan, what do you mean!! My Qiao is short of this money? Qiao Lin is my son, you are an outsider, Who has the right to decide where he goes?"
Someone took the money to buy him his son!
Father Qiao felt that the person in front of him was probably crazy.
"Mr. Qiao, you are too worried. I just prove to you that I have the ability to take good care of him and give him a better life."
"… "
Chuzheng ordered a check: "By the way, to compensate Mr. Qiao for the medical expenses, Mr. Qiao thinks it is not enough, so I will pay more. But Mr. Qiao's best not to call the police." Otherwise, the consequences will be serious.
Chu Zheng's last sentence was obviously a threat, not a request for him.
Father Joe: "..."
Qiao Lin is his son!
his son! !
Chuzheng withdrew her hand, and she said lightly, "Mr. Qiao, I wish you a speedy recovery."
"You stop!"
Father Qiao roared, involving the injury, and Father Qiao gasped in pain.
However, Chu Zheng did not stop at all and left the ward directly.
The assistant hurried over: "Qiao Dong, are you alright?"
Father Joe tore the check in anger.
Father Qiao inexplicably thought of the jokes that his friends used to tell about parents taking money to send their children.
now…
He's like that joke! !
It was he who gave the money to send it away, how could it be that little girl's turn to film!
"Check her for me." Father Qiao covered his head: "Give me the phone."
Father Qiao called Qiao Lin.
No one picked up.
once, twice, three times...
"Hello." The boy's voice sounded.
Father Qiao endured his anger: "Qiao Lin, you are so good."
"… "
There was no response.
Father Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Where are you, I'll let someone pick you up."
"… "
Qiao Lin looked at the post-it note on the table, and it took nearly 30 seconds to say, "Are you all right?"
"I'm not dead, are you disappointed?" Father Qiao sneered.
The atmosphere between the two was strange, not like father and son at all.
"..." Qiao Lin lowered his voice and said viciously: "Yeah, I regret it. I should have made sure that you were dead before leaving."
"evil creature!"
Qiao Rong hung up the phone and cut off Father Qiao's scolding.
He threw down the phone, slowly wrapped his hands around his arms, tightened them, bent his legs and placed them on the chair, curling up all over.
-
Father Qiao quickly got the information of Chuzheng.
"She has a fund under her name, and the source of funds all comes from this fund." The assistant said: "The fund seems to be related to her parents, but this fund has always been mysterious, and his parents have passed away, so we don't know much about it."
The assistant can only find out the source of funds for Chuzheng.
Apart from these, it was like a pair of invisible hands protecting her data.
Moreover, the fund itself is mysterious, and it is unrealistic to start inquiring from the fund.
Father Qiao looked at him: "Is it gone?"
"..." The assistant wiped away the sweat: "She also just graduated. After graduation, she entered the school where she is now, and she took the class of the young master this semester."
"According to the teachers at the school, she was not like this before... However, when she just entered the school at that time, everyone was not very familiar with it and did not understand... "
Father Qiao didn't want to hear this: "What is her relationship with Qiao Rin?"
"… "
The assistant really doesn't know.
According to people at the school, Qiao Lin and Chuzheng have nothing special to do, just an ordinary teacher-student relationship.
What Chuzheng did at school was completely in line with the identity of a teacher.
Father Qiao slammed the information on the assistant: "Go figure it out!"
How dare the assistant say no, pick up the documents and leave quickly.
Walking out of the ward, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief.
Companion is like a tiger.
-
Chuzheng went back with his clothes, Qiao Rin fell asleep on the sofa, his face pressed against his arms, and only his side face was exposed.
There is no air conditioner in the living room, the boy's face is slightly red, and the tip of his nose is also covered with fine sweat.
The top two shirts were undone by him, and the white and delicate collarbones were looming.
The hem of the shirt is not very long, and after lying down, it is even shorter.
The sofa is too small, and the boy's long legs are slightly bent, revealing a lot of scenery.
Chuzheng walked to the sofa, looked down at him for a while, stretched out his hand, stopped on his head for a moment, and then fell.
She ran her fingertips through her soft hair and rubbed it lightly.
The young man was awakened and opened his eyes in confusion.
Just happened to see Chu Zheng withdrawing his hand casually, standing behind the sofa, looking at him calmly.