Lei Feng System

Fearing that the children would be noisy and attract the police, the white youth gave Jessica a shot of **** regardless of his girlfriend's prevention. Although the dose is not large, it is fatal for two or three-year-old children. Jessica soon experienced shrinking pupils, clammy skin, and paralysis of the respiratory center.

During the rescue, the doctor issued critical illness notices to the Clinton couple several times. However, based on the principle of not giving up a chance, they finally snatched the little child from the hands of death.

Looking at his daughter who was in a deep coma, Mr. Clinton was furious. A complaint brought the police station to court, but the identity of the two Asians involved was concealed. Racism has always been a malignant tumor in the society of Country A. Because of racial discrimination, the kidnappers were released and those who acted for the sake of justice were imprisoned. This is definitely the biggest scandal of the year.

For a time, the Florida Police Department was met with numerous questions and criticisms. Two negligent policemen were fired and never hired. The chief of the police resigned and the governor issued a statement apologizing to the victims and the general public.

After two days of dealing with senior officials in Florida, the family of three took time out to visit Jessica in the hospital.

"She's not awake yet?" After sterilizing, walked into the intensive care unit, Thunder frowned and looked at the little girl who was stuck in the bed.

"It has been in a coma for three days. The doctor said that the drugs have eroded her brain, it might be..." Mrs. Clinton covered her mouth and choked, and Mr. Clinton held her shoulder tightly, his eyes flushed. This is the little baby they have hoped for more than fifty years to finally get! She is still so young, how can anyone bear the heart... Besides, she is still her most trusted relative!

This scene reminded Thunder of the kidnapping of his son. He could understand the feelings of the Clintons, so he appropriately kept silent. It's useless to say anything now, unless it can make the child wake up.

[God, please save our children! The pious calls of the Clinton couple kept coming from his mind, Han Zhuoyu hesitated for a moment, walked over slowly, and put his hands on the pale and cold forehead of the little girl.

‘Let her wake up, 9527. ’

[This system is not God! ] 9527 Tsundere hum, but still emits a trace of electric current to activate the little girl's brain cells. All kinds of electronic devices made chaotic beeps, which shocked the Clintons. But when they squeezed to the bedside to check, the instrument returned to normal.

"Oh, my goodness! God must have heard my call, she must wake up! She must wake up! Her eyelashes are trembling!" Mrs. Clinton screamed.

"Doctor, come doctor! My child is waking up!" Mr. Clinton ran out grabbing his hair, yelling in the corridor. He obviously forgot that there was a pager by the bed.

The daughter's eyelashes quivered a few more times, and there was a faint moan in her mouth, and the provoked Mrs. Clinton burst into tears. She hugged the Dongfang boy hard and shared her ecstatic mood with him, "You must be an angel sent by God! Always bring good luck to Jessica!"

[Ding~ Received 200 points of appreciation from Mrs. Clinton! 】

Han Zhuoyu didn't struggle. He could understand the mother's ups and downs. If she didn't support herself, she would have been unable to stand still.

Jessica was already awake when the doctor walked in and faintly called Mom and Dad. The Clintons hurriedly walked over and took her hand. Checking the equipment, checking the pupils, checking the medicines, there was a lot of turmoil in the ward, but everyone had a joyful expression on their faces.

Thunder and the two children left silently.

The next journey was hosted by the Clinton family. As Jessica's condition continued to improve, the two fathers who had shared experiences forged a deep friendship. Half a month passed in a hurry, and major colleges and universities opened one after another. Lei Ting bought a 90-square-meter apartment near the Imperial University and furnished it according to the teenager's preferences.

Military training is required before the formal start of classes. Imperial University’s military training is known for its strictness. It not only takes a long time, but also sends students to military training camps in the suburbs. The most professional and rigorous instructors are invited to conduct a one-month fully enclosed training. This is undoubtedly bad news for many spoiled children.

The daughter-in-law who had not covered her heat when she first arrived, had to send it out again in a blink of an eye, and Lei Ting's expression was gloomy and scary.

"I'll shop, you and Xiaochen will have fun." He put the army green pillows, pillowcases, sheets, and bedding distributed by the troops on the best bed, and looked up at the bedroom environment.

The walls are a little yellow, and the tables and chairs are a little old, but they are much better than the dormitory in Tongyuan Township, so don't worry about Xiaoyu being unused.

Han Zhuoyu gave Lei Chen his mobile phone, opened the suitcase and took out a semi-circular glass ball and placed it on the table by the window. Three vivid faces stood in the glass ball, and they looked like a family of three.

"Did you bring this?" Lei Ting squeezed the young man's nose.

"You can't use mobile phones and computers during military training. I miss you." Han Zhuoyu said frankly.

With a soft heart, Thunder was about to hug the teenager and give him a kiss. The door was pushed open. A short and chubby boy dragged a huge trolley box in, followed by a middle-aged couple with children. A lot of things are bumpy when you walk.

"I thought I was the first to come!" The boy threw the trolley case aside and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Gao Wentian, medical school."

"Hello, Han Zhuoyu, medical school." Han Zhuoyu nodded slightly.

"Ah, you are Han Zhuoyu? Idol! Real people are more handsome than pictures!" Gao Wentian wanted to give his new roommate a bear hug, and he caught a glimpse of the cold-looking man behind him and stopped, and changed to shaking hands with a wink.

Han Zhuoyu was not used to accepting such exaggerated compliments, so he only slightly curled his lips and immersed himself in cleaning up his things. Lei Ting quickly laid out the sheets, folded the quilt into square tofu blocks, and pressed out perfect creases.

The fat man and his parents were amazed, and waited until everyone was ready before they could learn to move.

"Okay, you should go now. Uncle Lei has just taken office and should be very busy." Looking at his watch, Han Zhuoyu took back his mobile phone, picked up the child and prepared to send his father and son downstairs.

"I can go by myself!" Lei Chen poked the dimples on the side of Xiaoyu's cheeks, his big eyes blinked and he looked very well-behaved.

Han Zhuoyu kissed the child's fleshy nose and put him down on the ground.

As soon as he was free, Lei Chen immediately changed direction and ran indoors, wrapped his hands and feet on the bedpost and shouted, "I want to stay with Brother Xiaoyu for military training!"

"No! Go back with me, and kindergarten starts tomorrow!" Lei Ting twitched his forehead, strode over to try to break his son's small hand, but was afraid of hurting him and didn't dare to use too much force. The father and son pulled for a while, causing the bunk canopy bed to move a few centimeters out.

Lei Chen's feet were held in his arms by his father, his body was suspended, his hands firmly grasped the bedpost, his T-shirt shrank up a lot, revealing his white belly.

Bear kid, actually learned how to play tricks! Han Zhuoyu sighed.

"Puff ha ha ha, your child is really unique!" Gao Wentian smiled and closed his back, almost shaking off a bag of potato chips in his hand. Gao's mother squeezed her son's back and motioned for him to shut up. Dad Gao was also in politics, and the prestigious Lieutenant General Lei naturally knew him, but he didn't expect to have such a ‘failure’ in private, and even his son would not be able to deal with it.

The father and son were still pulling, Han Zhuoyu couldn't stand it anymore, he stretched the bear boy's T-shirt, kissed the back of his fleshy hand, rubbed his furry head, and coaxed, "Little Chen, go home with dad. Go. Otherwise, Brother Xiaoyu doesn't like you anymore."

"No!" For a small child, losing the'mother's favor' is the most terrible punishment. Lei Chen immediately let go and looked at Xiaoyu's brother with tears in his eyes.

"That's good! Brother Xiaoyu likes Xiaochen the most." The child's skills are already full, and Han Zhuoyu naturally held the child's face and kissed hard.

"I didn't know what to do when you were away for a month." Thunder shook his head and smiled bitterly.

A family of three walked slowly towards the top of the stairs.

"They have such a good relationship!" Gao Wentian leaned on the door frame and sighed when he saw the tall man suddenly bowed his head and kissed the cheek of his dear boy as he walked around the corner.

"What else are you looking at? Come and pack up! Here, this bag of snacks is for Xiaoyu, don't you know it!" Gao's mother picked out a few bottles of yogurt and biscuits and put them aside.

"Finally saw your ideal son, don't you want me right away?" Gao Wentian rolled his eyes, his tone was sour, but he picked out some of his favorite snacks and stuffed it into his pocket. .

When Han Zhuoyu came back, Gao Wentian's parents had already left, and three new students arrived in the dormitory.

"Han Zhuoyu, take this." Gao Wentian put a bag of snacks on the desk chosen by Han Zhuoyu, took him to the door, and pointed to one of the tall and thin boys wearing glasses and said, "That's Guo Shangru , I’m from SD province. My parents are both university professors.” He pointed to the handsome guy who was sitting with his legs up and playing on his mobile phone and said, “He’s Xue Ming, from the magic city. I heard that he is at home. The business is doing a lot. Look, the mobile phone case, key case, lunch box, backpack, and belt are all from LV. I really envy you!"

Gao Wentian said envy, but his expression was a bit disapproving. The Xue family acted too high-profilely. It should be noted that in the imperial capital, you can easily run into a hard stubble, and a person can pinch you to death with one finger, such as the one next to yourself.

"That's Zhang Wei, from HN." Gao Wentian pointed to the thin and small boy with his head immersed in sorting things out. He seems to be from the countryside. His father was wearing an old shirt and good trousers. Due to the hot weather, the trouser legs were rolled up, revealing a pair of big feet in poor-quality sandals with long nails. It's black, yellow, black and yellow, and looks very dirty.

"Dad, let's go, I can do it myself." Zhang Wei sullenly persuaded the old father to go home.

"Oh, then I'll go first. There is still a lot of farm work to do at home, and your mother can't do it alone." The middle-aged man with his face full of gully picked up the snakeskin pocket on the ground and walked away.

"Oh, how can you do it, you don’t even watch when you walk! I bought this box for tens of thousands of dollars! Can you afford it?" Xue Ming’s mother is a gorgeously dressed lady, but once The demeanor of a lady is lost when she speaks.

"Let's take a look." Xue Ming's father was helping his son sort out a lot of brand-name clothes. Hearing the movement, he walked over and touched the surface of the suitcase that left an imprint with distress.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man apologized blushingly.

Zhang Wei's already gloomy expression became more gloomy now, his hands clenched into fists.

"This suitcase is high-end goods, very flexible, and a little mark will disappear soon. Look, isn't this gone?" Guo Shangru's father walked over to make a round, his gentle temperament was very contagious.

"It really is LV, you get what you pay for." Guo Shangru added with a smile.

Seeing that the mark gradually disappeared under the rubbing of the other party, Xue's mother was satisfied with her vanity again, and she let off the middle-aged man with a light snort.

"We can make a friend with Guo Shangru, let's see the others. There is another one who hasn't come, I heard it's from NM, a native of the prairie." Gao Wentian lowered his voice and said to Han Zhuoyu.

[The little fat guy is smart, and the news is well-informed. The host can make friends with him. ] 9527 gives advice in due course.