put wildness in his heart

Chapter 183 The grace of saving lives
Xu Yanyi's eyes stopped on the man for a moment.

Wen Yan looked at him: "Human, what are you going to do?"

Xu Yanyi raised his hand and loosened his tie, glanced at the man on the ground, with an obvious boredom in his expression, and said indifferently: "Since you haven't stayed in it enough, then you should stay in it until you grow old."

Wen Yan heard what he meant, nodded, and didn't plan to interfere in the following matters.

The lawyer team in Xu's company is excellent enough. This is an illegal loan, a gang fight, and the threat of kidnapping and extortion. There is really a judge these days.

……

Jiangzhou Second People's Hospital.

emergency surgery.

After more than a month, Wen Miao came to the emergency room again.

It was still for Shen Jiayu.

On the indissoluble bond between Boss Shen and the emergency department.

After debridement, stitches, and tetanus, Shen Jiayu's arm was finally wrapped with gauze. Wen Miao was a little worried, because she had only been here a while ago because of food poisoning.

As a result, it didn't take long, and it came again.

According to this frequency, this will become a frequent visitor to the emergency department.

Because the injury was on the arm, it took half a month for the stitches to be removed. Wen Miao followed to the hospital step by step. Looking at the long dark scar on the outside of Shen Jiayu's arm, Wen Miao's eye circles turned red, hum Humming and sniffing.

Shen Jiayu put down the sleeve of his coat, pinched her face with the other hand: "Why are you crying?"

There was a bit of coaxing in his voice.

I've known Wen Miao for more than half a year, and this is the first time I've seen her show such emotions. This little girl is the kind who bleeds but doesn't shed tears. She can be called a tough guy with strong bones.

But at this moment tears fell.

Wen Miao was crying and whimpering, and now she had forgotten her role as a tough guy. She opened his sleeves and stared at the long scar, and the tears continued to fall: " It’s over, it’s over, it’s really going to leave a scar.”

The two wounds on his face earlier did not leave any marks, but the wound on his arm was too long and deep, and he needed thirteen stitches alone, leaving a scar for sure.

I just don't know if the scar will become lighter after waiting for a long time.

"It's really all right." Shen Jiayu sighed lightly, raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, coaxing in a low voice, "It just looks serious, but it doesn't really hurt."

If you don't let her watch it, you still have to watch it.

After watching it, I still shed tears.

"How could it not hurt?" Wen Miao sniffed and spoke in a low nasal voice, "I saw it all, there was a lot of blood, and I could squeeze out a basin of blood from the sleeve of your coat—— Wuwuwu, I went to the vegetable market with my grandma to buy vegetables, and saw the chicken seller kill the chicken and let the blood out, the chicken was so fat, it didn’t bleed so much when it was wiped on the neck.

Shen Jiayu: "..."

Although she knew that she just wanted to highlight the seriousness of his injury, why did the comparison mentioned sound so awkward?

For a moment, Shen Jiayu didn't know how to answer the words.

After coaxing for a long time, the little girl finally stopped crying, hugged his arm and began to sigh: "Oh, it was said in ancient times that the grace of saving life should be promised with your body—"

Not wanting her to think about his wound anymore, Shen Jiayu deliberately teased her: "Actually, you can give me money."

Wen Miao: "..."

Most of Wen Miao's sad mood dissipated in an instant.

Feelings are really fragile things...

It is so worthless in front of money.

……

In the middle of June, Jiangzhou has entered the midsummer season.

All grades of the High School Affiliated to Haida University are also preparing for the final exam of this semester.

The winter and summer vacation of the attached high school has always been much earlier than other schools, probably at the end of June, but the key classes of each grade still have a small semester that lasts for more than half a month.

By the end of the primary school term, it was mid-July.

This is the real summer vacation.

Before the holiday, there is a regular grade meeting in the grade department. All class committee members need to attend, and the monitors of each class will speak on stage one by one.

Most people are sharing their class management experience, or their own learning experience, or the summary at the end of the semester.

This kind of grade meeting started, like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long, Wen Miao held her chin, listened boredly, and absently twirled the signature pen between her fingers, wandering from time to time.

Qi Cheng came a little late, and when he grabbed his notebook and went to the conference room, the student council president's routine semester summary had come to an end, Qi Cheng slipped in against the wall, pulled out a chair and sat down.

His seat is on Wen Miao's left.

Hearing the movement from the side, Wen Miao tilted her head to look at him, and then exclaimed: "Hey, your dark circles are comparable to national treasures."

"It was too late to play games yesterday, I didn't go to bed until after three o'clock." Qi Cheng yawned listlessly, rubbed his eyes and collapsed to look at the conference table, and murmured, "I suddenly discovered that although we Aries are naturally enthusiastic Huo, extroverted and cheerful, but every time there is a regular meeting of the grade, he will still break down and criticize."

"Aries is so passionate?" Wen Miao pinched the cap of the pen with her fingertips, punched it on the table twice, and whispered to him, "Astrology is not allowed at all, okay? Xiao Zai is also an Aries, Can you see the passion in him?"

Qi Cheng: "Uh..."

That is really invisible.

It's been two hours since the student council president finished talking nonsense.

The monitors of each class began to perform on stage again.

Wen Miao was too lazy to say those high-sounding clichés, such as thanking the teacher, thanking the school, thanking the student union, etc., she just said a few words: "I will just say a few words, it is going to be a holiday, and the first year of high school is over. In the past year, I believe that many people have dealt with me. In most cases, we still get along relatively happily. The contradictions. Here, I sincerely ask these people to apologize to me, thank you."

"..."

Wen Miao successfully turned the student conference room into a quiet mourning hall with two sentences.

In mid-July, all the students left the school, and the campus was completely quiet.

The summer vacation life of high school students is actually very similar, nothing more than sleeping and studying, or sleeping and studying, and occasionally playing games when relaxing.

The people in the international class are more relaxed, there is no academic pressure, and there is not even much homework assigned. Qi Cheng calls from time to time and invites Wen Miao and the others to come out to play, but Wen Miao flatly rejects them. The last time , and also taught him a lesson by the way.

(End of this chapter)