Sister Bei is poisonous

Chapter 53 It's not good to provoke anyone

At this time, at the Second People's Hospital of Nandu City, Ma Wentao was lying on the hospital bed in a difficult mood, with multiple injuries all over his body, with gauze and plaster wrapped around his right wrist.

He stared at the ceiling at the top of the ward in a daze. He couldn't move his body, but the resentment in his heart was like a poisonous snake that overturned the river and poured out disgusting letters from time to time.

What he has been unable to understand is that he is strong in body and strong in martial arts, while Meng Xiaobei looks petite and thin, why is he the one who gets hurt every time he fights.

This unscientific!Could he be the one who was hunted down by the organization?Or is she really the nemesis of her own destiny?

Ma Wentao stared at the diamond-shaped sign on his arm, puzzled.

It's just that he never imagined that his impulsive impulse would attract a group of people who were shocked by the situation in the southern capital.

Ma Wentao's father, Ma Haibo, has been guarding his son in the hospital. Ma Wentao was injured in multiple places and suffered a severe blow to his chest, especially his right wrist, which suffered a comminuted fracture.

Ma Haibo is an artist and knows how important the hand is to a person who paints. Although Ma Wentao is stubborn, he also has some talent in painting.

He stared blankly at his son's injured hand. Even if he recovers in the future, it will not be as flexible as the original one. He may only express regret for some of the more demanding and meticulous operations.

He didn't know who his son fought with, but Ma Wentao was injured like this this time, and he didn't plan to let it go.

It was not until Wu Shiqi, the dean of education, called him, that he knew that his son had fought with Meng Xiaobei again.

Going to provoke that witch again, can this be pleasing?Ma Haibo glanced at his son angrily, and then patted his head again, with lingering fears.

"Brother Wu, why didn't you tell me earlier, the other party is Meng Xiaobei!" Ma Haibo hung up the phone, his heart was beating faster, and his blood was surging.

Sister Gu stretched out her hand and rubbed his chest for him, feeling both heartache and anger, "It's the little goblin you brought in in the early years, I know you liked her to cause so many troubles, she's really a troublemaker, and now she's hurting Tao again. What kind of evil did Tao also do!!"

"You..., my matter has long since passed, and it's over. Taotao has to blame himself, can he blame me?" Ma Haibo gasped heavily.

Needless to say, in this matter, it must be that Ma Wentao was wrong again. Ma Haibo knew what kind of virtue his son was.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. He looked up at the policeman who was looking for Ma Wentao to record his statement.

Meng Xiaobei was embarrassed to look for him again, although he was also Meng Xiaobei's enlightenment teacher in painting.

But this face of his is still useless, he really has no idea in his heart.

He burned two cigarettes in a row before he hesitated to make a few calls.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the Xu family's mansion in Nandu.

Ma Haibo bit the bullet and went to the door. He knew that at this point in time, Meng Xiaobei and the Xu family and their father and son would definitely not be there.

He came mainly to find Meng Xiaobei's mother Zhao Minzhi, who recommended him to Meng Xiaobei as an art teacher.

Zhao Minzhi greeted Ma Haibo to sit down in the living room.

The victim's father came to the door, Zhao Minzhi didn't dare to slack off, and brought out the best black tea in the family.

The investigation data from the police has not been released yet. She really has no idea how the matter will be determined in the end.

She has always been cautious, and she will prepare things that should be considered and prepared in advance.

Compensation is inevitable.

In order to prevent the Xu family from thinking too much, she did not dare to move the platinum card Xu Xilin gave her.

Zhao Minzhi sold a limited edition LV bag, plus the money she saved from her own house, she made up about 10,000+
She learned from Xu Haoning that Ma Wentao's left hand was comminuted and fractured, which may leave sequelae.

With such a serious injury, who's parents can't come to the door to ask for an explanation?
She didn't sleep well all night because of Meng Xiaobei last night.

In order to calm the anger of the victim's family, in order to prevent Meng Xiaobei from being entangled in a lawsuit, and in order to calm things down, Zhao Minzhi was also heartbroken.

She had a premonition that the victim's family would come to her door.

"Mrs. Xu." Ma Haibo and Zhao Minzhi also have some friendship.

Sitting on the sofa anxiously, he took a sip from the teacup, not knowing how to say it.

"Mr. Ma, I'm really sorry, Xiaobei is sighing again," Zhao Minzhi spoke first, expressing her apology.

The Xu family was devastated by Meng Xiaobei's affairs last night, Zhao Minzhi felt very sorry for the Xu family, and even felt unable to raise his head in front of the servants.

Zhao Minzhi also took a sip from the teacup, moistened her throat and swallowed, "Xiao Bei, you know, she has had such a temper since she was a child, she has no certainty in learning, and she can't draw anything. You can see that Jia Yin is better than her. I learned painting a few years later, and now I have won several provincial awards."

"But as for her, not only did she not learn from you, but she dared to do something to you. I still feel guilty about what happened back then."

The purpose of Ma Haibo's visit was to seek reconciliation. He didn't know what kind of mentality Zhao Minzhi was in. After entering the Xu residence, he had been restless, for fear that the other party would insist on being public, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly say this.

The tea he brought to his mouth stopped in mid-air, looked up at Zhao Minzhi, a little confused, "Ah this...? Mrs. Xu."

Zhao Minzhi put down the tea in his hand and looked at him apologetically.

Ma Haibo was even more confused: "Who said that Meng Xiaobei can't draw? I did my best to teach her back then."

Although, he was beaten by her, but in art, he had to admit,
Meng Xiaobei is the most talented student he has ever seen, no one.

So far, he has never seen a more amazing wizard than her.

As far as her level of painting was concerned, if she participated in the national competition, she would definitely be able to win the championship.

At this moment, Xu Jiayin walked in from outside holding Song Xiaojun's hand.

Song Xiaojun likes to watch Xu Jiayin's paintings, and Xu Jiayin also likes her to give him some advice on the side.

The two discussed all the way, and as soon as they looked up, they saw the people sitting in the living room.

"Mom, there are guests at home?" Xu Jiayin asked with a little curiosity while holding Song Xiaojun with her right hand while carrying her schoolbag.

Xu Jiayin had never met Ma Haibo, but Ma Haibo was quite well-known in the painting and calligraphy circles in the southern capital. She only felt a little familiar, but she couldn't name him or remember who he was.

First of all, you can exclude the people from the Song family, otherwise, Song Xiaojun would have said hello long ago.

Secondly, people from my father's company and my brother's company can be excluded. Otherwise, Xu Xilin or Xu Haoning should be entertained.

Xu Jiayin carefully looked at the appearance of the person who came.

In the past two days, a lot of photos of Ma Wentao have been posted on the school's post bar. Xu Jiayin compared the two people's somewhat similar appearances, and connected with recent events, and guessed the identity of the person very cleverly.

"You are Ma Wentao's father, right?"

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