The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Miss Tang Jiao must have seen it when she came home from school. Archi just found out that a year ago, the Tang family's parents had a large expenditure of 30, which was given to Lin Ming, director of the admissions office of Jingsheng No. [-] Middle School, and Miss Tang Jiao’s sister Tang Mi forged a degree.”

"Miss Tang Jiao probably knew everything, so there was a very fierce argument and even a fight. When the young master rushed to the Tang family, Miss Tang Jiao was already unconscious."

After the housekeeper finished speaking, Lin Xiaopei stared, unable to react for a long time.

She was so angry that she held onto the wall, her chest heaved violently, and her lips trembled when she spoke:

"Crazy! Crazy! Are there any parents like this? They are worse than animals!"

"Lin Ming, right? Who is he? He is doing this kind of thing in Jingsheng!"

Lin Xiaopei took out his cell phone angrily and flipped through the phone.

"I see that the principal has been too comfortable in his role over the past few years! He just gets paid for free and doesn't work, right? Let his subordinates do this kind of thing of buying and selling degrees!"

The butler arched his body and reminded him at the right time: "For the degree matter, the young master has arranged a special team to go to Jingsheng, and the police will also file a case. I believe there will be a detailed handling report soon."

Lin Xiaopei was about to call and scolded her, but her anger did not subside, but her eyes became even more angry.

"And there are those two parents who committed crimes! Their names are Tang Zhongyi and Fang Fang, right? Fortunately, when I was called a parent, I praised them so much without conscience. Parents who beat their children at every turn are indeed not good things!"

The housekeeper glanced at the still closed door and continued: "Tang Zhongyi is a small purchasing supervisor in Weiyuan Company. He has been working for 13 years."

"Weiyuan? What are you doing?" Lin Xiaopei asked angrily.

"It's a subsidiary of Xiaoli with marginal business. It's normal that Madam doesn't know about it."

Lin Xiaopei laughed angrily: "Okay! Let's still eat Xiao's food, right? Tell him to get out of here right away!"

"The young master has also sent someone to deal with it."

His son moved too fast, and Lin Xiaopei had no place to vent his anger. When he looked at the closed door and thought of Tang Jiao who was still being treated by the doctor, he felt even more distressed.

"You're so angry with me, you're so angry with me, such a well-behaved child like Jiao Jiao, these crazy bastards! Don't let me see you, or I'll beat them to death with a broom!"

As he gets older, Lin Xiaopei, who is in his 40s, has become much more stable and calm, far away from the deviant and rebellious person he was when he was [-] or [-] years old. Now he is so angry that he has become a child again.

Wearing an elegant and dignified cheongsam, the fragrance is constantly exhaling from your mouth.

The housekeeper silently wiped the sweat from his forehead and said nothing knowingly.

The door was finally opened.

Xiao's family doctor came out carrying a treatment box.

Lin Xiaopei glanced into the room and quickly asked someone, "How's it going?"

"Ms. Tang had minor bruises from the fight. The main reason for her coma was that she was strongly stimulated and overly excited, which led to convulsions. However, she also suffered from severe nerve pain and body cone pain. This should be a brain tumor. It's caused by irritation, so you need to be very careful. I believe her attending physician should have mentioned this, and she can no longer be irritated."

"The situation is stable for the time being. I have discussed the specific care points with the young master."

After the doctor gave a slight signal to the two of them, he left with his assistant.

The housekeeper looked at Lin Xiaopei's worried and sad face and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to go in, madam?"

Lin Xiaopei looked at his son who was sitting in front of the bed and was concentrating on wiping the face of the sleeping Tang Ziao. He sighed and shook his head, then reached out and gently closed the door.

"Where's Ajuan, are you in the kitchen? I'm going to take a look and make some food supplements for the child."

The housekeeper was hesitating whether to persuade his wife to stop simmering Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

Lin Xiaopei turned around and walked downstairs. Suddenly he remembered something and said, "Please contact the doctor who treats Jiao Jiao and ask about any dietary taboos and send them to me."

The butler breathed a sigh of relief and responded with a faint smile.

In the huge bedroom, there was no big light on, only two small yellowish lights on the bed, which was dim and quiet.

The housekeeper gently placed a new basin of warm water and towel beside Xiao Jingchuan.

"Master, would you like some food first? It's already eleven o'clock. You haven't had dinner yet."

"How things had been."

Xiao Jingchuan didn't look up. He picked up a new towel with his big hands and soaked it in warm water. He wring it out and leaned over to wipe Tang Jiao's sweat carefully.

She has had a low fever and been sweating violently since [-] p.m.

The housekeeper sighed inwardly.

"We have started to deal with it overnight. Tomorrow at the latest, Weiyuan and Jingsheng will make preliminary announcements. The police have also opened a case regarding the purchase and sale of degrees."

Xiao Jingchuan wiped the sweat from Tang Jiao's face and neck with concentration, held her soft palms in his big hands, and continued to wipe them gently.

After a while, she spoke quietly: "Zhuang Tingting, all the information from the previous investigation will be added and handed over to the police."

The butler's expression was a little uncertain, "What the young master means is..."

"Let her in and don't show up again."

Xiao Jingchuan spoke calmly, put the towel on the edge of the basin, and held Tang Jiao's hand again.

"Okay, sir."

"You have worked hard today, Uncle Zhang. You can go and rest."

Xiao Jingchuan's expression was unusually dull, and his whole person revealed a kind of empty calmness after overdraft.

The housekeeper looked at his young master, and then at Tang Jiao, who was getting thinner every time he saw him in the past few months. The old man who was over fifty years old felt even more uncomfortable and sighed.

"Okay, Ajuan is warming the food and porridge in the kitchen. If the young master is hungry and Miss Tang Jiao wakes up, please eat some."

Xiao Jingchuan's bedroom became quiet again.

The young man sat by the bed for a long time, staring at Tang Jiao's face, but in his mind he repeated the scene he saw when he broke into Tang's house for the thousandth time.

Like self-abuse.

In the mess that filled the room, Tang Jiao was restrained and suppressed by three so-called family members with ulterior motives and ugly faces.

The unconscious person had an extremely pale and fragile face, wet hair, blood-stained school uniform, and a thin body that was twitching as if it was about to break apart.

It was as if, in the next second, she would break into powder and disappear completely.

At that moment, his heart, which was beating anxiously all the way, stopped.

Looking back now, only a few hours had passed, and his extremely genius brain couldn't even remember what he did at that time and how he brought Tang Jiao back.

He lowered his eyes and saw the same pinprick on his arm as Tang Jiao's.

In the car, Chu Fei saw that his condition was really terrifying and his heart rate was so high that it was about to explode, so he also gave him a Valium shot.

It wasn't a very effective dose for him, but it made him feel like all his emotions were separated by a membrane in the past few hours.

His fingers trembled slightly as he rubbed the limp little hand.

A sense of soreness and pain slowly climbed up his arm along his fingertips, reaching straight to his heart and stinging him.