"Those people are like bottomless pits, their desires are insatiable, and I no longer have the ability to pay for their demands."

Yang Fan talked about the past and the present, his expression became more and more sad, and the next moment his eyes suddenly became firm: "The day I returned to school, I stole some experimental materials from the laboratory and secretly prepared the spray. If they dare to come to me next time, I will just break up with them and die together! If I am not allowed to live, then no one will live!"

It is not too difficult for a sophomore medical student to prepare a poison that is deadly in a short period of time.

Zhao Yulin looked at the boy of the same age who had only known each other for two days. After experiencing the double blow of his family's complete desolation and the death of his loved ones, his personality seemed to have undergone subtle changes, and he was no longer willing to continue to accept it. Is

he not determined?

Maybe not.

Zhao Yulin was thinking, if he were in Yang Fan's situation, he would have been cornered and powerless to resist. It seemed that he could not find a better choice except to die together.

"Did you really do that? Did your parents just send off their elderly parents and lose their children in middle age?" He asked in a dull tone.

After all, it was not his own experience, so Zhao Yulin could not empathize with them, and he had never had the habit of showing sympathy to others.

"At least my sister can live peacefully and fulfill her filial duties for me in the future. This is much better than both of us being driven crazy." Yang Fan took off his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Who would be willing to die when they can live? I really have no other choice, so I found you."

"Me? What's the use of you looking for me?" Zhao Yulin asked meaningfully.

Yang Fan put his glasses back on and whispered, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you are different from other students. It's not just because you are good at fighting. I think you can pull me out of the abyss."

At this point, the boy with glasses smiled bitterly, "Of course, Brother Yu, what you said just now is very right. No one will sacrifice for a stranger for no reason. A little effort is a great kindness, so I don't expect that you will help me. But if there is hope, even if it is slim, I will try to grab it. Whether I can catch it or not is up to fate."

Before Zhao Yulin could answer him, Sun Leling and He Zimu entered the classroom one after another, symbolizing that the class on beautiful class teachers was about to begin.

"Classmates, due to some unpleasant things yesterday, my first class with you was not very harmonious. You all know that it was caused by a few bad guys."

He Zimu put down the lesson plan, stood at the edge of the podium, and smiled calmly: "I originally thought that our classmate Zhao Yulin was also one of the bad guys, but after what happened at the school gate yesterday afternoon, I believe that everyone, like me, has woken up from a dream and realized that we actually misunderstood classmate Zhao."

The students' eyes were all fixed on Zhao Yulin's skills, with expressions of admiration, curiosity, and some girls' hearts beating wildly.

"He is a young man with great skills. He is also a very kind and responsible classmate. Not only did he bravely fight the criminals, but he also insisted on attending class today despite being seriously injured. Shouldn't everyone give him a round of applause?" The extremely lively sound of

clapping

filled the classroom. As a newcomer in the class like Wu Xian, He Zimu enjoyed and was satisfied with the feeling of being able to command the attention of everyone.

Zhao Yulin used the thunderous applause to cover up his own voice and whispered to Yang Fan beside him: "I can help you with this matter. I'll tell you more after this class is over."

Yang Fan's uneasy heart settled down in the joy. He caught a very slim hope. He didn't have to do such a sad and stupid thing.

How wonderful!

Yang Fan even felt that the sunlight that came into the classroom from the window this morning and penetrated into his eyes through the glasses was particularly heartwarming.

The applause gradually died down. He Zimu picked up the lesson plan and prepared to start the first class of the day. However, the feng shui of this medical school seemed to be in conflict with her fate. Wen Shaohua didn't come, and someone else came to disturb her from irrigating the flowers, plants and trees for the motherland.

"Sorry, teacher, I need to find someone."

This class was an elective class, and most of the students in her class came to support the beautiful class teacher, so He Zimu directly locked the classroom door. On the one hand, it was to prevent the few students from slipping away, and on the other hand, it was to prevent the situation like Wen Shaohua yesterday from happening again.

As a result, locking the door still failed to prevent others from kicking the door, and the situation was even worse than yesterday. Because the door was just closed and not locked yesterday, Wen Shaohua could kick it open with a light kick, but today, the door was kicked into pieces.

The most infuriating thing is that the bastard outside the door did such a thing and spoke quite politely!

"Please get out! There is no one you are looking for in my class!" He Zimu was very angry. Her pretty face was slightly flushed. She frowned and said angrily, not even giving the school director behind that person any face.

She was really angry. There were two classes in total, and neither of them was completed peacefully. It felt like anyone could come to her class to make trouble, as if everyone didn't have some background and power!

The director of the political department of Yanjing Medical College was completely suppressed by the new female teacher. He didn't complain at all, but put on a flattering smile. He just called out "Xiao He" to explain, but He Zimu glared at him. The elder, who was nearly 50 years old, immediately changed his words and said, "Teacher He, this gentleman is really in a hurry. Please be flexible."

The students had no idea about the beautiful class teacher who had been in office for two days. Seeing the director of the political department, who was known as a cold-faced old killer, being so servile in front of He Zimu, they were dumbfounded for a while, and each had their own imagination.

"Can't you knock on the door if you have something?" He Zimu asked coldly, still not giving face.

The director was not powerful. His authority was effective for other teachers and many old professors also owed him some favors. However, there were some students and teachers such as Sun Leling and He Zimu whom he dared not neglect, let alone offend. He apologized to the young lady again, which was basically equivalent to stomping on her face. Only then did He Zimu calm down and agree to let him go.

Zhao Yulin kept his eyes on the man who came with the director and kicked the door just now. A solid wooden door was broken by kicking it with his feet. Those who can do this are definitely not ordinary people.

The man looked around the back row of the classroom, and finally landed on the front row. His eyes lit up. It turned out that the person he was looking for was close at hand. He walked over slowly and bowed his head: "Mr. Zhao, my young lady wants to meet you. It's urgent."

Zhao Yulin stood up, and two unfriendly lights came from behind him, one from Sun Leling and the other from He Zimu. It was class time, so he couldn't explain it to the two in detail. He limped out of the classroom with the man and asked: "Who is your young lady?"

"You know her, Zhou Caifeng." The other party replied.

Zhao Yulin understood, and asked again: "Did you tell me what you wanted to see me about?"

The man replied: "As servants, we are not qualified to ask about the details. Miss, please meet Mr. Zhao to discuss it."

Zhao Yulin thought for a moment, this man was in such a hurry that he didn't even knock on the door and just broke in. Maybe Zhou Caifeng really had an urgent matter, so he agreed and said, "Lead the way." "

Please follow me."

The two of them got into the elevator and went downstairs together, leaving the director of the political department who was scolded by He Zimu standing there with a bitter and resentful face.

"Director Cao, is there anything else?" He Zimu's voice woke him up from his dream.

Cao Dahua was instantly refreshed and waved his hands hurriedly: "Nothing, nothing! Teacher He, please teach the students well. I have official business to attend to, so I'll take my leave first!"

After saying that, he was sweating all over his forehead and ran to the stairs trembling. How bitter he felt in his heart!

The man who asked him to lead the way came from the famous Zhou family, so he couldn't afford to offend him; He Zimu was the apple of the eye of the head of the He family, so he couldn't afford to offend him even more. He had to appease the ancestors of both sides, otherwise the position of director of the political department that he had worked hard for many years might change hands tomorrow.

"Why is life so aggrieved?" Cao Dahua said self-pityingly, mixing in his hometown dialect, wiped his sweat and walked down the stairs.

This Yenching Medical College is also a famous school in China. As the director of the political department, Cao Dahua should have lived a very decent and glorious life, but he was the only one who knew how much suffering he had endured over the years.

A semi-public and semi-private school is bound to have some benefits, but it is also destined to be more difficult to deal with than a public school. You have to pay as much as you get. Cao Dahua had already figured this out thoroughly the year he entered Yanyi.

On the other side, Zhao Yulin also got into the car of the Zhou family's master, and the two of them were silent all the way.

Meeting a taciturn master, Zhao Yulin naturally didn't want to bother with him, so he sent a text message to Leng Hanshuang, asking her to find a way to ensure Sun Leling's safety, and then began to calculate in his mind what kind of emergency Zhou Caifeng might encounter.

The hijacking last night should have been a wake-up call for Zhao Yulin. At this critical moment, Sun Leling could not leave without guards. Zhou Caifeng alone should not have pulled him away from Sun Leling. After all, compared with Sun Leling, the chance encounter and surprise between him and Zhou Caifeng was so shallow and insignificant.

Apart from her graceful appearance, Zhao Yulin had no extra impression of Zhou Caifeng. It was not his usual style to call upon her at any time. However, she was the woman who took his first kiss after all, and he could not ignore it.

The car drove to the parking lot of a villa. Led by the taciturn man, Zhao Yulin entered a slightly dark study in the main room.

The person waiting for him in the room was not Zhou Caifeng, but a smiling middle-aged man.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yulin frowned, his eyes slightly unfriendly, he seemed to have been fooled.

The middle-aged man pushed the documents in his hand to the corner of the desk, made a gesture to invite him to sit down, and said kindly: "I am Zhou Haige, Caifeng's uncle."

Zhao Yulin naturally disliked such people who played tricks, and did not sit down, but said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhou Haige was not annoyed or angry, his expression was normal, and he said with a smile: "I want to talk to you about Caifeng's life experience, that is, the Zhou family that you may not know much about."