After Li Jing finished eating, he returned to the classroom. Jiang Ying clenched his fists in anger at the table full of untouched dishes.
The boys who hadn't bought food yet saw this situation and stopped queuing up. They ran to Jiang Ying's side and each picked up a plate and went to eat.
Jiang Ying stared at several people in stunned silence.
Yesterday, you looked like you were afraid of offending him, but now you dare to be so presumptuous?
other people:"……"
Li Jingdu offended Young Master Jiang to death, and Young Master Jiang did nothing. This shows that Young Master Jiang is not a petty person who is bound to retaliate.
Someone even praised Jiang Ying, "Brother Jiang, your self-control ability is too strong. I saw that you were so angry that veins appeared on your forehead. You were so stunned that you didn't overturn the table. What a quality!"
Jiang Ying: "I'm mentally ill and I can't get along with food!"
Classmate: "So Mr. Jiang, you are a nice person."
Jiang Ying: "..."
Depend on!
He bought so much meat and vegetables out of self-indulgence, but Li Jing didn't appreciate it and even called him mentally retarded. The Sabis even gave him a good person card.
Come on, come on!
Damn it.
Jiang Ying continued to be angry in the afternoon and didn't say a word until school was over.
After school, Lao Chen called Li Jing over again.
I knew that Li Jing rented a house in the village in the city, but people there often bullied him. Now that he was injured, it was not suitable to continue living there, so he wanted to ask Li Jing if he wanted to move. He had barely slept in the school dormitory. Let Li Jing move in.
Li Jing refused.
Lao Chen didn't know what to say, he just told him to pay attention to safety.
Li Jing left the school on his bicycle.
When passing an alley, he heard the sound of fighting coming from inside. He paused subconsciously, and then a half-broken wooden stick flew towards him.
Li Jing, who originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, simply abandoned the car and entered the alley.
The boy who was beaten was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Jing appear, his eyes stayed on his face for a few seconds, and he quickly shouted: "Please call the police for me, and don't worry about me anymore."
Before he could finish a word, someone hit his head with a stick, and blood flowed from his forehead and smeared his eyes.
The violent blows made him dizzy and unable to see everything in front of him. He could only hear the sound of fists hitting flesh and the screams of the gangsters.
As he carefully distinguished the sounds, a hand held his wrist, "Can you move?"
"..."
"Yes, I'll try my best."
The young man stood up slowly while holding Li Jing's hand. He said excitedly: "My name is Ling Yue. Thank you for saving me. I was really scared to death just now. I thought my life was going to be decided here. Thanks to you." Appeared!"
Li Jing helped him walk to the alley and put him on the side of the road. "Go to the police station or the hospital? I'll call a taxi for you. Do you have any money?"
Ling Yue nodded, and just as he was about to speak, the phone rang.
"Yes, I'm still there... Someone just saved me. I got hit on the head with a stick and I think my brain stem was damaged. It's still bleeding. My friend was also injured. Mom, if you don't..."
Before he finished speaking, the phone hung up.
A private car stopped on the side of the road, and a woman in professional attire quickly ran out of the car carrying a first aid kit.
After the woman arrived at the scene, she ignored her injured son and looked at Li Jing first. "Good boy, how are your injuries? Auntie will treat your wounds first."
Li Jing shook his head: "I'm fine, he was the one who was injured."
Ling Yue, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the woman with his lips curled up, "Mom, Ms. Song, Director Song! Can't you see that I'm seriously injured?"
"You deserve it. I asked you to practice Taekwondo and fight. Did you practice seriously?" Ms. Song said.
Ling Yue: "..."
Seeing Ms. Song checking Ling Yue's injuries, Li Jing turned around and left.
Ms. Song: "Little classmate, please don't leave yet. You saved my son, and I haven't thanked you properly yet."
Li Jing: "No need, I didn't save him, those people hit me."
Ling Yue said anxiously: "But you weren't hurt, you were just saving me!"
Ms. Song also said: "It is not good to do good deeds without leaving your name. You have saved people and acted bravely, so you should get the rewards and thanks you deserve."
Li Jing: "Thank you, but it's really no need. I'm in a hurry."
After saying that, Li Jing got on his bicycle and left.
Ling Yue anxiously wanted to get up and chase after him, but was grabbed by Ms. Song. He said anxiously, "Mom, why are you stopping me? I don't even know his name!"
"There is an exercise book from No. 1 Middle School in the frame of his bicycle, but he is not wearing a school uniform or school badge. He should be a transfer student." Ms. Song said.
Ling Yue: "?"
Ms. Song gently tapped Ling Yue on the head, "Are you stupid?"
"Mom, please be gentle, my brain stem is damaged!" Ling Yue screamed in pain, his expression distorted.
Ms. Song: "Just know it hurts. Remember this lesson. Next time, there won't be such a heroic young man to save you."
Ling Yue: "..."
As a mother, can you hope that your son will be better?
At this time, how about saying a few nice words to comfort your injured son? ! !
"The injury is not serious. Go to the police station first, explain the case, conduct an injury assessment, and then treat the wound." Ms. Song said.
Ling Yue was helped into the car: "..."
Nothing serious?
Not in a hurry to treat the wound?
So it doesn't matter how much pain he has?
On the other side, Li Jing returned to the rented house. As soon as he arrived at the door, he noticed that the direction of the key hole was slightly shifted.
He stepped back and took a defensive posture when a familiar voice came from inside, "Fuck, are you done yet? You think I didn't hit you hard enough?"
Li Jing: "..."
He opened the door and looked at the young man standing at the door carrying a steel pipe with injuries on his face, "Jiang Ying?"
Seeing Li Jing coming back, Jiang Ying almost wanted to curse.
"I fucking came to you to help you fight, but I was ambushed when I got to the door. These rubbish... No, where have you been? You came back so late!" Jiang Ying said and kicked the wall. foot.
Li Jing: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Ying rolled his eyes in anger, "I'm here to help you fight... I was so damn afraid that you would be beaten to death that I specifically begged Lao Chen to get your address and invaded your privacy by breaking into a private house, right? You go Call the police, sue me..."
Li Jing checked his body to avoid Jiang Ying's verbal attack. He bypassed Jiang Ying and entered the house. The mess on the floor made him feel physically uncomfortable.
He frowned fiercely, "Come in, I'll help you take care of your wound."
Jiang Ying immediately shut up, smiled proudly and followed in.
It seems that Leng Meiren is not that cold. As long as she works hard, she can still influence him!
However.
A minute passed.
Half an hour passed.
An hour and a half passed.
Jiang Ying: "..."
What about treating the wound as promised?
The blood from the wound on his arm has dried and scabbed!
And the person who boasted that he would treat his wounds was still cleaning the floors and walls that were so clean that they reflected light.
Hold!
I was so moved!
Woof!
Jiang Ying: Woof!
Ling Yue: Brother Li, do you have a dog?
(End of chapter)
