Don't worry, and me.

A word is not more than seven words, but for Xinle, it is the most beautiful language.

When the sky fell, another person said to her, don't worry, and me.

Xinle nodded, eyes slightly red, looking at his chest covered position in the past to take a taxi, and then left, his injury is far more serious than three ribs, but has been running for her.

This man, maybe some love her.

Mo Lu arrived at the hospital, first asked the little nurse at the information desk about the ward of the student, and then walked over.

The boy in the ward is lying on the bed with his legs crossed and eating bananas. His mother is waiting on him like an uncle.

"Don't worry, son. Xinyang, your father must get him out this time."

"Mom, I'm going to drive him away. If it wasn't for him, the number of places recommended to Tsinghua this time would be mine, all of them are the little white face." Said the fat boy, gnashing his teeth.

"What's the matter? Is there a place for recommendation?" Asked his mother excitedly.

"I've heard the teacher come to him and say that our school has a quota for Tsinghua University, so I gave it to him. What's the point of little white face? Even if it's given to him, he won't get it. "

"That's right. Don't worry. Your father will kick him out of school this time."

Mother and son speak ill of others with the same acrimony.

Mo Lu Su stood at the door and understood two things: one was that his brother-in-law was strongly recommended to Tsinghua University, and the other was that the boy lying here was also a bully.

Therefore, facts have proved that they are all academic bullies, and their character is also mixed.

Mo Lu Su did not continue to listen, but went to the attending doctor.

Mo Lu Su stood at the door and knocked, "come in." The doctor opened his mouth and said, looking up, he saw the man coming in and whispered: "Dean Mo, why are you here?"

Mo Lu pauses for a while and finds that he doesn't know this person after searching in his mind.

"I don't remember me when I grow up. I'm a student of a city medical college. I practiced in your hospital the year before last. I heard about your ward rounds. My name is Fang Gu."

Mo Lu Su nodded slightly. Although he was still not impressed, his acquaintances were easy to handle.

"Doctor Fang, the student who just broke three ribs --" Mo Lu Su asked.

"Why, do you know president Mo?" Fang Gu asked with curiosity.

"It was my wife's younger brother who hit me. He said he had broken three ribs. I'll come and have a look." Mo Lu Su didn't hide anything, and then saw doctor Fang's face become very wonderful.

Mo Lu Su did not rush to sit down in the position opposite him, and did not let people see that he had any discomfort.

"Fang Gu, what is the motto of our school?"

Fang Gu pause for a moment, subconsciously opening: "benevolence, erudition."

"Virtue, benevolence." Mo Lu Su said, tapping his fingers on the table, "which level are you?"

"One, one, three." Fang Gu was a little nervous.

"That's embarrassing. My wife is Xinle."

"Xinle?" Fang Gu exclaimed in surprise. He could not help but scold himself. He was a classmate, but he helped others to harm her brother today.

"Dean Mo, I really can't help it. That man is really powerful here. I can't help it either. Xinle knows about it?" If you know, don't worry about the face of his classmate. After all, all the college students are in the same group now.

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