Dean Li is socially clean.
Mrs. Li would not get involved with any forces at will. They just wanted to protect themselves and do scientific research well. .
So much so that at this point, Mrs. Li didn't even know who to look for.
With trembling fingers, she scrolled down and finally found Ren Weiyi's cell phone number.
Ren Weiyi was once a student of Madam Li.
At this time, it seemed that the only person Mrs. Lu could find was her.
She dialed Ren Weiyi's cell phone.
It was not even nine o'clock in the evening, and Ren Weiyi was still busy with work. When he received the call from Mrs. Li, Ren Weiyi was very surprised, "Teacher?"
"Miss," Mrs. Li's voice was much older. She supported herself against the wall and stood up. "My husband is dead."
On the other end of the phone, Ren Weiyi's breathing paused.
...
...
The matter of the base had just been spread by Xiao Ji, and the news of Dean Li's death had not yet spread. Although Ren Weiyi was the eldest daughter of the Ren family, she did not have an accurate intelligence network and did not receive this news.
Hearing what Mrs. Li said, the pen in Ren Weiyi's hand fell to the ground with a "click".
Dean Li is the sharpest knife in Xiao Ji's hand.
Her voice was a little hoarse, "Teacher, you..."
"Something went wrong with the project he was in charge of," Mrs. Li said softly. "They said my husband committed suicide out of fear of punishment."
On the other end of the phone, Ren Weiyi sat down. She paused for a moment before speaking: "I'm so sorry."
"I didn't leave anything behind in my life with him. I am alone. He left the same way he came." Madam Li looked at Dean Li's calm face. "The only thing is that he had a student named Guan Shuxian. Miss, I would like to ask you to keep him."
"Guan Shuxian?" Ren Weiyi had some impression of this person.
Dean Li knew that he was in the middle of a whirlpool, so he did not accept any students except Guan Shuxian.
Guan Shuxian is too paranoid, and Dean Li is reluctant to let this extremely talented child be trapped in the past.
"He is my husband's only disciple. If my husband were still alive, the position of the director of the institute would definitely be his in the future." Madam Li knew that in order to let Ren Weiyi protect Guan Shuxian, she must show something that would make her heart move. Madam Li closed her eyes, "His intelligence is not inferior to my husband, and even far exceeds him. He has various unpublished research in his hands. In the future, he will definitely be the sharpest knife in your hand."
The first one can get an exchange student position with Continental University in college.
Ren Weiyi did not doubt the truthfulness of Mrs. Li's words.
Ren Weiyi was calm for a while, then asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"He went to see President Xiao. In this case, President Xiao will definitely not let him go. I would like to ask you to take him out of the institute," Madam Li opened her eyes and said softly, "and put him under house arrest. When this matter is resolved, release him."
"I'm going to the research institute. I can only give it a try." Ren Weiyi took the key and went out.
Mrs. Li hung up the phone helplessly. She turned around, looked at Dean Li, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will try my best to help you keep Xiaoguan. He is too paranoid. He likes the eldest lady, and the eldest lady should be able to take him away."
"You said that you were in this vortex, how could you really protect yourself? When President Baili approached you, you agreed to join him."
"You didn't die at the hands of the rebels, but ended up dying at the hands of your own people. Isn't that ridiculous?"
She stood in front of Dean Li's body, didn't cry, just kept talking.
**
Xiao Ji's ward.
Guan Shuxian didn't know where Xiao Ji was, but he found out from various sources that he was in Xiao Ji's ward.
There were quite a few people in the ward, including Dr. Jia and Vice President Xu.
Mr. Jia formally appointed Xu as the vice president.
Vice Dean Xu looked at the seal on his phone, his face flushed with excitement. He looked at Mr. Jia and said, "Please rest assured, President Xiao, I will definitely lead the institute well and live up to your expectations!"
Other key members of the institute were also in the conference room.
Everyone is congratulating Vice President Xu.
Xiao Ji was lying on the bed, also speaking politely.
No one seemed to be saddened by Dean Li's death.
They were actually not unaware of Dean Li's affairs, but it did not affect their interests.
Guan Shuxian broke a vase on the way here and was holding the vase fragments in his hand. His injury had not healed and he even felt weak when walking.
The security guards did not stop Guan Shuxian. They knew that Guan Shuxian was Dean Li's apprentice and did not have the heart to stop him.
Guan Shuxian opened the door and looked at the people in the ward who were talking and laughing. He fixed his eyes on Xiao Ji who was lying on the bed, "President Xiao, I came to see you."
He clutched the broken pieces of the vase tightly in his palm.
Guan Shuxian just looked at President Xiao.
He knew that he was outnumbered and could not defeat President Xiao, but he just tried his best and wanted to fight President Xiao to the death in the end.
Old Jia raised his head and looked at Guan Shuxian with a puzzled look on his face.
When Vice Dean Xu saw Guan Shuxian, he sneered, then turned around and said in a flattering manner in front of Elder Jia, "This is Dean Li's former apprentice."
Hearing this, Jia Lao frowned, "President Li's apprentice?"
As the two were talking, Guan Shuxian had already arrived at the bedside. He looked at President Xiao and said, "President, my teacher is dead."
President Xiao said in a very cold voice, "He betrayed us and committed suicide out of fear of punishment."
"Committing suicide out of fear of punishment?" Guan Shuxian approached President Xiao suddenly, and the broken pieces of the vase hit President Xiao's neck.
As soon as a scratch was made, he was pulled away by Mr. Jia's bodyguards.
Guan Shuxian was weak and was easily pulled away.
He was restrained by the bodyguards, and when he looked up, he just happened to see President Xiao's face.
President Xiao was not afraid at all. He just looked at Guan Shuxian with a mocking look, "Your teacher is dead, are you going to accompany him too?"
"Take him back and interrogate him thoroughly." Mr. Jia's expression did not change as he gave the order calmly.
No one present cared about Guan Shuxian's incident.
Guan Shuxian seemed like a clown. No matter how much he jumped, he couldn't escape from their grasp.
Guan Shuxian stopped struggling and was taken back to the interrogation room of the research institute.
This is the seat where Dean Li sat before.
Ten o'clock.
The dark interior door was opened and someone turned on the light at the door.
Guan Shuxian looked up and saw the person at the door. It was Ren Weiyi. The corners of his mouth twitched and there seemed to be some light in his eyes: "Miss?"
Ren Weiyi took off his coat, motioned for someone to close the door, and then sat down opposite Guan Shuxian.
"I know about your story. Assassinating President Xiao is not a simple crime." Ren Weiyi raised her head and looked at Guan Shuxian. "I can take you out and protect you, but you have to write something."
"What?"
Ren Weiyi spoke up, "Your teacher's crimes."
"My teacher's crime..." Guan Shuxian looked at Ren Weiyi, "The only thing he did wrong in his life was to trust President Xiao."
"I know Dean Li is a good person," Ren Weiyi sighed, "but you shouldn't act so rashly. If you write this, Elder Jia and the others will be relieved. This is also a way for me to get you out."
Guan Shuxian closed his eyes, and his voice lost its warmth, "Miss, please go back."
"Guan Shuxian, how can I protect you if you do this!" Ren Weiyi didn't expect Guan Shuxian would disagree.
Guan Shuxian said softly: "You don't have to protect me."
Ren Weiyi looked at Guan Shuxian with a complicated expression.
If she insisted on protecting Guan Shuxian, that would be fine, but that would inevitably put her against Xiao Ji and Mr. Jia.
Guan Shuxian does have great potential, what Mrs. Li said is right, but offending Mr. Jia because of this potential is not worth it, and Ren Weiyi also needs connections in the Ren family.
She glanced at Guan Shuxian, and finally got up and took her coat.
The room fell into darkness again.
Outside the door, Ren Weiyi called Mrs. Li, "Teacher, I'm sorry."
**
Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Meng Fu has received the message from M Xia.
Many people came to see her in the afternoon.
Meng Xun, Zhao Fan, Yang Liufang and Yang Lai all came, and they all knew that it was Yang Zhaolin who said it.
As for He Xiyuan and the others, no one told them about Meng Fu, so they didn't come.
She leaned against the bed. Madam Yang and Yang Hua had rested for a long time in the past two days, so they were not tired at the moment. She seemed to notice that Meng Fu was in a bad mood, so she didn't say much.
"Doctor Luo said that the poisonous fog is still under study, and we will look at the remaining issues later." Yang Hua poured her a bowl of soup, which was sent by the Yang family.
"I'm fine and will be discharged tomorrow," Meng Fu got out of bed. She took a lily from the table and tilted her head. "Mom, I want to go see the Taoist priest tomorrow."
When she said to see the Taoist priest, Yang Hua didn't ask why. She handed the soup to Meng Fu and said, "Pack up and go tomorrow. I'll tell Master."
"Is your pot of flowers still with the Taoist priest?" Meng Fu thought of the pot of flowers.
Yang Hua nodded, and frowned when she heard that: "I don't know if that flower is alive or not."
At this point, Yang Hua suddenly looked up and looked at Meng Fu, "You go tomorrow, and don't touch my flowers."
Meng Fu: "..."
She took a sip of soup silently, "Mom, I'm not that kind of person."
"I'll go with you tomorrow," Yang Hua said, becoming more and more worried. "They can't control you."
"Hey, don't," Meng Fu leaned lazily against the window, her voice slow, "If you go, who will take care of your aunt?"
Yang Hua thought of Madam Yang and became entangled, "Don't touch my flowers."
"I know. I'll just go take a look. I still have to record the show." She responded lazily, holding the soup and tilting her head to look at the dim lights downstairs.
The cell phone rang at this time.
Yang Hua handed Meng Fu her phone and said in surprise, "It's Zhao Lin. He came to see you so late, and I don't know what it is."
Meng Fu finished her soup and took the phone: "Cousin, are you feeling well?"
When she saw Yang Zhaolin this morning, she didn't talk much to him.
The sound of Yang Zhaolin's breathing could be heard on the other end of the phone.
He didn't speak.
Meng Fu stood up straight, she raised her eyes suddenly, and her hand holding the bowl paused, "What's wrong?"
"Afu," Yang Zhaolin said slowly, "President Li has passed away."
After this sentence, no one spoke on the phone for a long time.
After a long while, Meng Fu lowered her eyes. Her voice seemed no different from before: "Where are you?"
"Axun and I are going to Dean Li's house."
"Okay," Meng Fu looked up, she put the bowl on the table, and said calmly, "Send me the address."
Yang Hua heard what Meng Fu said, she looked at Meng Fu in surprise, "You're going out?"
Meng Fu nodded and walked out directly.
Yang Hua hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, it's cold outside, put on your coat."
Meng Fu looked down and realized that she was still wearing the hospital gown. She took off the coat of the hospital gown and took the black cotton coat that Yang Hua had brought over for her.
Yang Hua wanted to go with Meng Fu, but was rejected by Meng Fu.
"Mom, you go see my aunt. I can do it by myself." Meng Fu didn't look back. She walked to the elevator and reached out to press the elevator button.
**
Meng Fu didn't drive.
There is no one's car downstairs.
Meng Fu didn't want to trouble anyone else now, so she just stopped a taxi at the hospital entrance.
Dean Li's home is near Peking University and has a separate yard. The area is not very large, but it is strictly guarded.
When Meng Fu arrived, the taxi could not enter. The security guard verified that she was from the laboratory before letting her in.
The yard of Dean Li's house is brightly lit.
When Meng Fu arrived, Dean Li's body had already been brought back. Not many people came, only Yang Zhaolin, Meng Xun, and Jin Zhiyuan.
No one else, including Dean Li’s close friends, came, only Mrs. Li.
The door was wide open, and Meng Fu came quietly, so no one saw her.
Meng Xun was accompanying Mrs. Li, and Jin Zhiyuan was very silent.
"This is your book," Mrs. Li saw Meng Xun and took the math problem and handed it to Meng Xun. "He was reading this book when he was alive. I told him several times to give it back to you, but he was being stubborn and refused to give it back."
Meng Xun took the book. She didn't know what to say, but her voice was a little choked up: "Master's wife, please accept my condolences."
"I'm fine," Madam Li patted Meng Xun's hand. She was still very gentle. "It's a blessing for Mr. Li to have students like you."
Yang Zhaolin was the first person to notice Meng Fu coming.
The lights in the yard are not very bright.
She was completely shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see her expression.
"Afu." Yang Zhaolin spoke.
The others also looked up and saw Meng Fu.
Meng Xun said, "Sister..."
Meng Fu nodded and walked to the body of Dean Li.
Yang Zhaolin stood beside Meng Fu, "Master's wife said that the dean died of a sudden illness."
"No," Meng Fu looked at Dean Li's calm face, raised her head, and looked at Madam Li: "Master's wife, the dean is not suffering from a sudden illness."
Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan looked at Meng Fu in astonishment.
Neither of them had experienced this kind of struggle, and they were unable to connect Dean Li's death with what happened yesterday.
Madam Li looked at Meng Fu. She walked over and touched Meng Fu's head, her eyes red. "Your teacher died a worthy death."
Meng Fu pursed her lips. She did not respond to Madam Li's words. She only said, "If you have anything to do, just let us do it."
"Okay." Mrs. Li nodded.
She hadn't cried since Dean Li died, but when she heard about Meng Fu's flowers, she couldn't help herself.
Dean Li has no children.
The only person involved with him is his disciple Guan Shuxian.
Meng Fu looked at the people present, and Guan Shuxian was not there.
Shouldn't be here.
Even Yang Zhaolin knew about President Li's news, so there was no reason why Guan Shuxian didn't know about it. There was no way he wouldn't come.
Meng Fu took a deep breath and looked at Madam Li: "Where is Senior Brother Guan?"
Mrs. Li's body stiffened for a moment, then she quickly reacted, "Xiao Guan was not feeling well, so I asked him to go back. He didn't know what was going on, so..."
"He won't," Meng Fu squeezed her hands together, her eyes still fixed on him, "Master's wife, you know better than me what kind of person he is. Dean Li treats him so well, will he go home to rest at this time?"
These words made Mrs. Li shed the tears that she had been holding back.
In Mr. Li's life, he did not accept the wrong students after all.
Listening to the conversation between Madam Li and Meng Fu, Yang Zhaolin and Meng Xun also noticed something was wrong, and several people looked at Madam Li and Meng Fu.
Yang Zhaolin licked his lower lip, and he tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Madam Li, "Master's wife, if you have anything to say, please tell us. Although I am not very capable, my father can help."
Madam Li just shook her head. She thought about what Ren Weiyi had said to her, and her heart ached. "It's okay. You are all good kids. I'm going to contact Old Li and my relatives. Come over and help me make a list."
Guan Shuxian has already been involved in this matter, and she can't harm these people anymore.
Meng Fu didn't move. "In the research institute?"
She spoke.
Mrs. Li's expression changed.
"That's it." Meng Fu nodded, then turned around and walked outside.
Madam Li didn't catch Guan Shuxian, but she grabbed Meng Fu's sleeve. "Meng Fu, listen to me. I will take care of this matter. Everyone in the Instrument Association knows about this. Xiao Guan will never come back. You can't go again..."
Meng Fu reached out and pulled Madam Li's hand off. "Master's wife, don't worry. I will bring him out intact. He must come back to see Dean Li off to the grave."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
