After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

The doctor found a plaster, then bent down and applied it to Lin Sisi's ankle, being very careful not to hurt the little girl. After applying it, he stood up and said, "Wait here now. I'll call your class teacher."

Having said that, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Teacher Li was giving psychological guidance to Zhao Qiyi in the office, who was crying with red eyes and sobbing. Such a thing had happened to this child, who had just been transferred to Class 1 for a few days. Teacher Li said that he was also very troubled.

But even if she asked, she couldn't get any reason.

Zhao Qiyi just kept crying, her shoulders shaking and she looked really pitiful.

Just when Teacher Li was talking until her mouth was dry, her cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was the doctor from the school hospital calling. Teacher Li didn't understand what the doctor from the school hospital wanted to talk to her suddenly. She glanced at Zhao Qiyi, hesitated for a moment, and finally answered the call.

"Doctor, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Qiyi raised her head slightly and heard a thin male voice on the phone, which she couldn't hear clearly.

But after a while after the call was connected, Teacher Li was stunned and looked very surprised.

"What? What happened again?"

"Injured by a fall? How did you fall?"

"...Okay, I'll call President Mu right away. Ask Mu Jingyue to stay at your place now. I'll be there later."

Zhao Qiyi was stunned when she heard Mu Jingyue's name.

She bit her lips, wishing she could bite them through.

From Teacher Li's few words, she probably knew something.

She was jealous, super jealous.

Teacher Li didn't notice Zhao Qiyi's subtle changes. After hanging up the phone, he sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows, and muttered to himself: "...What happened today is really one after another. What's going on recently, really."

Having said that, he turned to Zhao Qiyi and said softly, "Zhao Qiyi, the teacher still has some things to do. How about you stay in the office for a while and calm down. When you feel better, you can tell the teacher what's on your mind. Is that ok?"

Zhao Qiyi looked up at Teacher Li, tears welling up in her eyes: "What's the point of telling the teacher?"

Teacher Li: “?”

She didn't expect that Zhao Qiyi, a seemingly well-behaved girl, would actually say such a thing. She was stunned for a moment, and the smile instantly disappeared from her face, but she quickly adjusted herself and continued to smile, "Although what you said is right, sometimes telling the teacher is indeed useless, but if you tell the teacher, the teacher can share some of the burden for you. Some things cannot be kept in your heart. If you hold them in for too long, you will get hurt."

Zhao Qiyi raised her arm to wipe the tears from her eyes, turned her head away stubbornly, and said, "The teacher won't understand."

Teacher Li's mouth twitched: "... Zhao Qiyi said it and the teacher understood it."

Zhao Qiyi said: "There is no such thing as empathy in this world. Even if I tell you, the teacher will say it's just a small matter and brush it off casually."

Teacher Li:"……"

This little girl is really...really stubborn.

Teacher Li originally wanted to go to the school hospital, but seeing Zhao Qiyi's condition, he was worried that she would not stay in the office properly if he left. After thinking for a while, he finally said, "Student Zhao Qiyi, how about this? I'll ask for leave for the next class, and I'll call your parents to pick you up and take you back home. Adjust your mentality, okay?"

Zhao Qiyi turned her head away without saying a word.

Teacher Li just felt it was difficult.

As expected, no matter how well-behaved a little girl is, she will still get upset sometimes.

Although Zhao Qiyi didn't say anything, Teacher Li still called Zhao Qiyi's parents. After the communication, he called Mu Jingxian.

Mu Jingxian was flipping through the piles of documents in front of him in his private office in the company when the cell phone next to him suddenly rang. He shifted his gaze over and took off his black-framed glasses. Seeing that the caller was Yueyue's head teacher, he frowned immediately, wondering what had happened to Yueyue at school.

With this thought in mind, I answered the call.

"Hello, Mr. Mu. I'm sorry to bother you like this."

Mu Jingxian frowned: "Just say whatever you want to say."

Teacher Li, who was on the phone, was feeling overwhelmed. They were classmates, but every time she spoke to him, she felt an invisible pressure around her. She didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of saying something wrong and making him unhappy.

"Is such that……"

So Teacher Li told Mu Jingxian everything about Mu Jingyue's fall and what the doctor told her.

After he finished speaking, there was a momentary silence on the other end of the phone, which made Teacher Li feel uneasy.

Mu Jingxian was thinking carefully about what the doctor at the school hospital said. He was a little confused. When Yueyue was discharged from the hospital, he had already asked Youli to prepare calcium supplements to take care of her for a while. How could such a thing happen? Could it be that Wei Yu was hiding something?

Perhaps because I had been thinking for too long, I heard Teacher Li's weak, inquiring voice from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Mu...? Are you still there?"

Mu Jingxian came back to his senses and hummed.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

Having said this, he hung up the phone.

Teacher Li on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Zhao Qiyi's puzzled eyes.

Zhao Qiyi said: "Teacher Li, you look very scared of President Mu."

Teacher Li, who was hit in the heart, tilted his head: "...Uh, how is it possible? Don't talk nonsense, kid. Mr. Mu is the guardian of Mu Jingyue. Now Mu Jingyue sprained his foot at school. Most parents will blame the school... Teacher, this is called communicating carefully with parents, in case there is any accident, it will be bad."

Although this is a forced explanation, it does make some sense.

Zhao Qiyi stared at Teacher Li with her red eyes, bit her lip, and finally turned her head away without saying anything.

She knew, she should have known.

Her mother told her that this school was one of Mr. Mu’s investment projects, so everyone always revolved around her. This was as it should be. After all, as long as there was money, anything could be done.

But what about Qian Jiahong? He used to be so aloof and difficult to approach, but now he seems like a different person, hanging around Mu Jingyue all day long. What benefits did Mu Jingyue give him?

Did she give him money? If it was money, then she...it was not impossible for her to do so.

She doesn't understand, she really doesn't understand!