Juvenile Medical God

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

In the classroom, the seat that originally belonged to Luo Bin has also become the position of others.

Occasionally, when Qin Lang looked at the seat in front of the classroom, there would be a moment of distraction, because he seemed to feel that Luo Bin's back was still there.

The Yiren have gone, and Qin Lang should have chosen to forget, but I do n’t know why, because of Luo Bin ’s departure, the previous memories have become more and more clear, and the wonderful feelings have become stronger.

After losing it, I only cherish it.

Maybe this sentence really makes sense.

Jiang Xueqing often appears in front of Qin Lang, and Qin Lang can also feel the concern from her, but now Qin Lang has no intention to accept another relationship, even if this relationship seems to be within reach.However, Zhao Kan reminded Qin Lang that Jiang Xueqing was chasing her closely so that Qin Lang would not miss the opportunity, but Qin Lang disagreed.

"Qin Lang, please go to the principal's office."

Just before class, Sun Bo came to Qin Lang's seat, worried that Qin Lang would fight against him again, so Sun Bo used the word "please".If Qin Lang didn't go, Sun Bo was afraid that he would be trained by the principal.

"Okay, let me go." Since Sun Bo was so polite, Qin Lang didn't plan to face him. The so-called "stretching his hands without smiling face" means that.

For the students of the Seventh Middle School, many people stayed in the Seventh Middle School for several years, but did not have the opportunity to step into the principal's office.Because even the major thing of expelling a student, there is no need for the principal to handle it in person.

The principal's office is on the fifth floor of the classroom office building, the middle office.The fifth floor is the top floor of this office building. Since ancient times, China has called the "Nine Five Five", so the location of the fifth floor of the ninth floor is of course the most lofty position. Too.Of course, these are just unwritten rules. If someone goes to interview something, the official will definitely not admit it.

The principal's office is very airy. There are many photos in the corridor representing the glorious history of the Seventh Middle School. There is also a photo that was just pasted. That is the photo of Luo Bin. She is very beautiful and lonely There is a strong sense of distance. "Harvard girl Luo Bin" is written under the photo.

After a pause, Qin Lang knocked on the door of the principal's office.

The principal of the Seventh Middle School, named Wang Zhixiu, is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She wears glasses and feels very intellectual and elegant.

However, Qin Lang's attention was not on the principal, but on the woman sitting on the sofa in the principal's office.This woman is very expensive and has three points similar to Luo Bin. Qin Lang recognized this woman and she was Luo Bin's mother.

"You are Qin Lang's classmates." Wang Zhixiu and Yan Yue said to Qin Lang, "This is my superior leader and Song Director of the Provincial Department of Education."

"Principal Wang, I am not here to guide the work today. If it is convenient, please let me say a few words to this classmate alone." Luo Wen's mother Song Wenru said lightly, but the tone could not be refused.

Wang Zhixiu nodded, walked out of the office, and took the door.

Song Wenru stood up and came to Qin Lang, said lightly: "Are you Qin Lang?"

Qin Lang nodded.

Song Wenru suddenly raised his slap and slapped his face hard at Qin Lang. Such a close and omnidirectional slap was logically difficult to avoid, but Qin Lang just leaned back and easily avoided, and No feet moved half a point!

This is the advantage of a stable pile.

Song Wenru didn't expect Qin Lang to avoid it, and he slapped it in the backhand. Qin Lang still avoided it easily.

"Director Song, I'm not a kindergarten kid more than a decade ago. Not everyone can slap me." Qin Lang grabbed Song Wenru's wrist with his hand, like iron tongs, making him unable to move.

However, thinking that this woman was Luo Bin's mother anyway, Qin Lang dropped her wrist.

"You ... you ... was it that little kid who was more than ten years ago?" Song Wenru suddenly remembered something, wondering why this kid's face made him so annoying.Ten years ago, when her daughter was in kindergarten, she saw that a little fart boy actually dared to kiss her daughter's mouth, which made Song Wenru immediately rush into the kindergarten and gave the little fart child a slap, and then took the daughter away from that kindergarten Too.

Song Wenru did not expect that this boy appeared in front of Luo Bin again more than ten years later, and it was still the key time when Luo Bin was going to Harvard to study, it was really ... injustice!

"Yes, I am the little fart boy." Qin Lang said quietly, "You slapped me in the face more than ten years ago, because I was still young at that time; but now it is different, no one can fan me now. Slapped! "

"Is it?" Song Wenru said disdainfully, "I just want to say a word, you don't want to study in the Seventh Middle School! Even, you don't want to study in Pingchuan!"

"Director Song is really a great official authority." Qin Lang did not move. "However, Director Song, you are so busy. Come here today to find me, isn't it to slap me?"

"Well, I don't want to talk nonsense with you," Song Wenru said coldly. "Three days ago, did you give Xiaobing a bunch of flowers into our house?"

"Flowers?" Qin Lang frowned, "I didn't send her any flowers!"

"You still quibble!" Song Wenru said angrily, took a card from the wallet and threw it over Qin Lang's face.

When Qin Lang reached out his hand, the card was locked between his two fingers. There were three words "Qin Lang gift" on this card, but the handwriting was not Qin Lang's own at all, because Qin Lang was also old. Poisons forced to practice calligraphy, especially the signature is dragon and phoenix dance, definitely not so badly written.

"Nothing to say?" Song Wenru snorted coldly.

"This was not written by me, nor was the flower sent by me." Qin Lang said quietly, "believe it or not!"

"You-forget it, I didn't want to trouble you for this little thing. However, because of the flowers you sent, Xiao Bing was in a bad mood. Suddenly she fell ill these two days and was admitted to the hospital--"

"What! Luo Bin is sick!" Qin Lang said horrifiedly, "Which hospital does she live in? I'm going to see her!"

"It's not necessary!" Song Wenru said coldly, "What you have to do now is to cut off all contact with her, whether it's a phone, Internet or mobile phone. I don't want you to be a stumbling block on her future and delay her studies. And prospects! If it were not for you to send flowers that affected her mood, how could she be sick! "

"You ... please let me see her. I understand medical skills. I can cure her disease. You believe me." Qin Lang lowered his posture. He could swallow his voice for Luobin.

"No need!" Song Wenru said decisively, "My daughter will receive the best treatment! You want to get close to him half a step! I came here today, just don't want you to affect my daughter's emotions in any way and affect her treatment. Because in my opinion, a scum like you is a virus in itself! This kind of childish premature love is simply the bane ... In short, I will not let you get close to my daughter! "

After speaking, Song Wenru turned and left.