Chapter 161

"Stop, doctors don't have to talk about science with me. I'm just a secretary. I have no right to ask anything. Thank you."

Wenjo knew that the secretary was just a shield.

The school's attitude towards them is perfunctory, no matter how many times she comes, whether she comes with proof or Wenchi's psychologist.

The results are the same.

"Then please take my words to your headmaster."

Dr. Chen is still arguing, Secretary disdainful, "we can't let all other students in the school live a life of fear for one student."

"I repeat, Wendy, he doesn't hurt people."

"No? Wen Chi has a lot of fighting records in school. Do you need me to find a witness? I hear he's very irritable. "

"That was before. Since he took over the treatment, he was almost cured."

The Secretary sneered: "sorry, there is one percent, not right, there is one in ten thousand possible, we must strictly put an end to it."

Wenqiao gritted his teeth and said, "why did Gong Lin hurt others? Have you ever understood? He was under pressure for a long time. If those people didn't take the initiative to provoke him and stimulate him, he would not hurt anyone at all. Wen Chi, however, has almost recovered. Even the doctor has proved that he is not aggressive. What else do you want? "

Secretary just indifferently white Wenqiao one eye: "our purpose is, mental illness, please take home, do not bring out harm to society."

"At the beginning, Gong Lin hurt others, or Wen Chi ignored the danger to help your school control Gong Lin, do you treat him like this?"

Secretary impatient: "one code to one code, in short, he is a mental patient, the school will not take the risk, two please go back."

Chen Yanfei, a highly educated social elite, was so angry that she kicked the door, "you are really in vain as educators."

Wenqiao whispered to Lu youyou: "record a video."

Lu youyou understands what Wenqiao is about to do. He immediately takes out his mobile phone and starts shooting video.

Wenqiao stepped forward and calmly said, "I heard that you are the Secretary of the principal of No.9 middle school because of your connections."

The Secretary's face suddenly sank and said in a sharp voice, "what are you talking about?"

"I also heard that your son went to college in an improper way."

The Secretary's eyes were full of fire: "what are you crazy about?"

"Isn't it? I also heard that your husband was cheating... "

The Secretary suddenly raised his hand and wanted to give Wenqiao a slap in the face. Wenqiao grabbed the Secretary's wrist: "I just said a few hearsay. Is the Secretary going to hit me? Do you also have mental illness? Can't stand the excitement? Are you a threat to the students in the school if you stay in the No.9 middle school? "

The Secretary gritted his teeth: "I won't mess with you."

"Is it nonsense? I'm just talking about things. "

"You can go. If you don't, I'll call security."

The three of them were thrown out of the school by the school security guards, and they were quite embarrassed.

Wenqiao put the video and Wenchi's diagnosis on Weibo, but didn't disclose his name. He wrote a long micro blog, which clearly explained the cause and effect of the incident and the whole process.

Opinions vary on the Internet.

But the majority of them supported it.

Most people feel that "since they have issued a report from an authoritative psychologist, confirming that the student is not aggressive, then they should not be deprived of their right to study.".

However, is the support of public opinion useful?

It doesn't work.

No. 9 middle school began to spend money to reduce heat search, and sent out water troops to attack Wenqiao side. Countless unbearable comments poured in.

With the rhythm, the public opinion is unified in an instant: "if you are sick, don't come out and harm the society.".

Wenjo knew that she could not resist a capital by herself.

She felt the small power of her own.

At that time, Fu Nanli had just finished flying to Munich. He had just returned to his office without an umbrella. There was a water stain on his uniform. He was about to wipe it with a paper towel. When he saw a strange number calling on the screen, his voice was heavy and connected: "well."

"Hello, Mr. Fu. I'm Lu Youyou, a good friend of Wenqiao."

"can I help you?"

"Please help Joe."