Chapter 43: I'm dying

When Qin Zhuan saw the WeChat message, he was still eating in the school cafeteria.

Under the puzzled gaze of his companions, the young man's eyes darkened slightly. He put down his chopsticks on the plate without saying a word, and ran out with his mobile phone in his hand.

I don’t know if it’s because Shi Yang’s message mentioned Mu Ning.

On the other side, Qin Yelan also saw the message Shi Yang sent him.

Foolish: [Brother Qin Zhu, the guy surnamed Mu and I are trapped in the bathroom on the fourth floor of the third teaching building by his brother. I’m so scared! Come and save me!]

Foolish: [You are not allowed to save the guy named Mu first!!]

Qin Yelan stared at the three words "Brother Qin Zhuo" on the screen with a half-smile in his eyes. He sent a message for help but even typed the wrong name.

Sure enough, the relationship between the young couple is great.

Qin Yelan threw his cell phone on the table and leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner, his handsome features not revealing any worry or anxiety.

Why don't you let him save Mu Ning first? Where does he get the confidence from?

Qin Yelan drooped his eyelids and took a sip of coffee slowly, then let Qin Qi go to rescue him.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, then he put down the coffee in his hand, stood up with his cell phone and car keys, and walked out of the cafe with his long legs.

Mu Ning is with Shi Yang, so even if he doesn't care about Shi Yang, he has to care about Mu Ning.

…

The teaching building was empty and the bathroom was in a mess.

The baseball bat landed hard on Shi Yang's neck, causing him to feel a piercing pain.

Shi Yang's eyes went dark due to the pain. He briefly lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his forehead accidentally hit the wall again, with an extremely loud "bang", and finally he fell heavily to the ground, waking up Shi Yang who had just fallen into a coma.

For a moment, Shi Yang's neck, buttocks, and forehead hurt, and his fair face was almost wrinkled into a bun.

"Shi Yang, your forehead..." Mu Ning widened his eyes, staring at Shi Yang's forehead in horror, his voice changed: "Your forehead is bleeding!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran towards Shi Yang, but was held down by two followers.

Mu Ning's eyes were filled with tears as he struggled non-stop, "Mu Jiahe, if you have anything to say, just come to me. Why do you have to target innocent people?"

Shi Yang sat against the wall in a daze. Hearing what was said, he raised his hand to touch his forehead where he had been hit. Sure enough, he felt a sticky red liquid, fresh blood.

A stream of blood flowed down his wound, slowly flowing over his eyebrows and eyes...

Shi Yang took a deep breath, his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted. If he remembered correctly, this body had a coagulation disorder.

Mu Jiahe had already taken back the baseball bat and kicked the toilet plunger lying next to Shi Yang farther away. Then he raised the corners of his lips with a look of triumph and smiled disdainfully.

"Why are you showing off? A blow will make you behave yourself."

Mu Jiahe pulled up his trouser legs, bent his knees and squatted in front of Shi Yang, raised his hand and patted his cheek, "You will suffer a lot if you fall into my hands today."

Shi Yang covered his wound, his chest heaving faster and faster, his eyelids half closed, and he didn't have the strength to speak to Mu Jiahe.

Mu Ning was still struggling, his voice filled with tears, "Mu Jiahe, Shi Yang is already injured. If anything happens to him, the Qin family will not let you go!"

"Okay, you two are treating me like a fool. How could the Qin family care about a notorious country bumpkin?"

Mu Jiahe pinched Shi Yang's chin and looked around. This little country bumpkin had a good-looking face.

"Good brother, you are lucky today. I will not bother with you for the time being."

The words were addressed to Mu Ning.

Shi Yangyi didn't care about these at all. He felt even more dizzy. Blood was still flowing from the wound, and sticky liquid was overflowing from the gaps between his fingers.

Blood flowed down his cheek and even dripped onto Mu Jiahe's hand. He immediately let go of Shi Yang's chin in disgust.

"It's really hard to help falling. How come there is so much blood?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" behind him.

Everyone present was startled and looked towards the source of the sound. There was another "bang" and the bathroom door shook a few times, swaying as if it was about to fall down.

Then there was another sound, and the door was kicked open from the outside, hitting the wall heavily and bouncing back.

A tall and straight figure appeared outside the door, dressed in black, with a neat short haircut, revealing an outstanding but extremely cold face.

Mu Ning's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior, and he immediately shouted excitedly, "Brother Qin Zhuo!"

Qin Qi's eyes swept around, first landing on Mu Ning, then moving to Shi Yang. After seeing Shi Yang's appearance at this moment, the emotions in the young man's black eyes changed subtly, and his cold brows frowned slightly.

Shi Yang leaned weakly on the ground, his right hand covering the wound with blood oozing out, and his cheeks and chin were also stained with blood.

The bright red blood and fair skin formed a sharp contrast, which looked shocking.

Shi Yang, who was originally dazed, screamed immediately after seeing Qin Zhen suddenly appear.

"Qin Zhuan, why did you come just now? I...I'm almost dying, wuwuwu..."

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up... hurry up, hurry up and help me get revenge!"

As he spoke, tears began to flow.

Mu Jiahe was so arrogant just now, but now he just stood there in a daze and didn't dare to say a word. The same went for his two followers.

Qin Qi felt a strong sense of oppression just by standing there.

Mu Jiahe swallowed nervously, "Brother, that was... that was his own fault. It has nothing to do with me."

What answered him was Qin Zhuan's powerful fist and a heavy shoulder throw.

The two followers suffered the same fate as their master. They were all knocked to the ground by Qin Qi with three punches and two kicks. The whole process took less than a minute.

Mu Jiahe fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Seeing Qin Zhen bending down and picking up the baseball bat lying on the ground, he immediately raised his hands in surrender.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, really!"

Mu Jiahe spoke incoherently, and said in a panic: "Anyway, you Qin family didn't take that bumpkin seriously, so you beat him up. Why bother to fight with our Mu family for him..."

In response, Qin Qian swung up the baseball bat and hit his right leg mercilessly.

"ah!"

The shrill howling almost pierced through the roof.

The two followers huddled in the corner, trembling in fear, not daring to move.

Qin Zhuo, who attacked Mu Jiahe, didn't even blink.

At this moment, Shi Yang, who was half dead, suddenly came over, his eyes bloodied and unable to open. He raised his hand and tugged at the corner of Qin Zhu's clothes with great effort, "Give me that toilet plunger over there."

Qin Juan looked at him and did nothing.

"Hurry up."

Qin Huan bent down, picked up the toilet plunger lying on the ground on the other side, and passed it over.

Shi Yang took it and swung the plunger towards Mu Jiahe's face, just covering his mouth and nose.

"You little bastard, I'll make you eat shit!"

Mu Jiahe's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

Qin Yu: “…”