Lose 100 million today

That was Meng Yu's first setback.

Maybe the first time is special, so he can never forget it in his heart.

I always want to compete with Qiao Ling again.

Of course there are others...

He didn't want to see such a talented person ruined like this.

-

Chuzheng sent Qiao Ling to the hospital.

The doctor examined him very quickly.

"His hand has been injured before..." The doctor came out and said to Chuzheng, "If he were sent here any later, he might be dead."

Chuzheng leaned against the wall, her back pressed against the cold wall.

"Treat him with the best technology."

The doctor sighed, without any guarantee: "We will try our best."

After Chuzheng finished chatting with the doctor, she opened the ward door and went in.

Qiao Liao lay on the bed with a pale face, his eyes closed tightly, and there was sweat on his forehead.

Chuzheng's fingertips pushed aside Qiao Li's broken hair, revealing his smooth and full forehead.

Chuzheng placed her palm in his hair and didn't move away, just letting it sit quietly.

Qiao Li slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already night.

He glanced sideways and saw Chu Zheng, holding his forehead with one hand and putting the other hand on his head, pressing it gently. His eyes, which were always cold, were quietly closed at this time.

The next second he met those eyes, there was no sleepiness in them, they were as cold and cold as ever.

Chuzheng raised the hospital bed and let him lean on it: "How do you feel?"

Qiao Li looked at his hand: "I don't feel anything."

Chuzheng asked casually: "How did you do it?"

Qiao Ling looked normal before, but Chu Zheng didn't notice anything wrong with his hand.

After all, he still got into fights.

Qiao Ling's eyes darkened: "My dad did it."

He learned the piano from his mother, and later he would practice it by himself when he had nothing to do. Qiao Hong would tell him to stop playing every time he heard it.

At first, he thought Qiao Hong just didn't like him, so he avoided him.

That time he won the award and Qiao Hong was already waiting at home when he returned.

He didn't say anything, just let people hold him down and destroy his hands.

Although Qiao Hong used the best doctors to heal his hand afterwards, he could never touch the piano again.

Chu Zheng's eyes became even colder.

Qiao Hong, this piece of shit, had taken advantage of him before!

Chuzheng looked at Qiao Li: "Since you know your situation, why are you still following Meng Yu?"

"Teacher..." Qiao Li hesitated for nearly a minute before saying slowly: "Meng Yu knows."

"what do you know?"

Qiao Ling just looked at her like a wronged child.

Chuzheng quickly understood: "So?"

"He will tell it." Qiao Li said, "It will affect the teacher."

He wasn't worried about himself, he was just worried about getting her into trouble.

He knew the consequences of this.

"So you're planning to give up these hands?" Chuzheng approached him: "Qiao Ling, have you asked me?"

Qiao Ling felt inexplicably nervous when Chu Zheng looked at him so closely.

He swallowed and explained: "Teacher, I just... want to solve some things by myself."

"It's just Meng Yu. If he says it, he'll tell it. What are you afraid of?" Chuzheng said angrily, "If you weren't in school, I would have quit my job long ago."

Qiao Li was stunned for a moment.

——If you weren't in school, I would have quit my job long ago.

Chu Zheng put her hands on both sides of him, almost hugging him.

The girl looked at him fiercely: "Tell me next time something like this happens and I will solve it, do you hear me?"

Qiao Liao was confused and nodded after a while: "I know...I know."

Chuzheng kissed him: "Be good."

Qiao Ling: "..."

-

Qiao Li's hand was seriously injured. Even if it was cured, he would not be able to use force in the future.

The doctor can only treat conservatively.

To what extent it will eventually recover, no one can say.

"How about amputation?"

Chu Zheng said something.

Qiao Ling trembled in fright: "Teacher, no... no need, right?"

"You don't care anyway." Chuzheng filled the porridge and sat next to him expressionlessly.

"..."

Chuzheng had been staying with him these past few days, and Qiao Li didn't think she was angry.

But then Qiao Ling realized that she was angry.

Chuzheng put the spoon to his mouth, and Qiao Li opened his mouth mechanically.

Qiao Ling vomited it out instantly, and Chuzheng caught it with his hand: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Lian stuck out his tongue and said vaguely: "It's hot."

Chuzheng felt that the porridge in her hand was a little hot.

She was silent for a moment.

Qiao Ling noticed that she had taken it with her hand, and her expression changed slightly. She quickly went to get the paper, but before she could move her hand, she felt a pain.

"Don't move."

Chuzheng put down the bowl, got up and washed her hands, then came back and waited for the porridge to cool down before feeding him.

Qiao Liao obediently ate all the porridge.

"Teacher, are you angry with me?"

"Why am I angry with you?" Chuzheng said in a calm tone, unable to hear any ups and downs: "I'll check it out later. You can rest first."

Qiao Li opened his lower lip, but did not continue.

Qiao Lian was only responsible for examinations, Chu Zheng never let him listen to what the doctor said.

But Qiao Ling believed in Chu Zheng and she would not harm him.