"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"Xiaoqu, you, you are-"

The interpersonal relationships in this era are still relatively simple and pure. The neighbourhood is also very close to each other.

Especially in this kind of faculty dormitory, door-to-door, upstairs and downstairs, living are basically colleagues.

On weekdays, it has long been a habit to send something to each other, help watch a child, and take care of each other's elderly.

And if something happens to someone at home, everyone will rush over to take care of it.

What's more, the scream of An's mother just now was too scary, and it made people tremble when they heard it, and they couldn't help but suspect that something had happened to Professor An's family.

The neighbors ran out of the house one after another, rushed to the door of An's house, and just saw An's mother holding her son, her face full of panic, so she asked nonsense.

"An, Teacher An, he, he-" An's mother was so frightened that her face turned white, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence.

In the end, she simply pointed to the study with the door wide open.

An's father is an elite returnee, and in order to recruit him, the school specially assigned him a set of high-standard dormitories.

And this building is all of this type of room, that is, there are twelve households on six floors, basically all of whom are middle and high-level or senior professors of the school.

Among them, one is the head of the Academic Affairs Office.

He looked like he was in his fifties, white-skinned and slightly chubby, with a bit of official authority in his bookish air.

He glanced at everyone present and found that only he was the most suitable to come out, well, no way, everyone else was a staff member of the school, and he was the only one who was a leader.

coughed lightly, and the fat leader comforted An's mother first, "Xiaoqu, don't worry, everything has a school." I'll take a look first!"

With that, the fat leader came to the door of the study.

As a result, after he saw the situation in the room clearly, he also gasped and exclaimed, "Professor An, what's wrong with you?"

After he finished shouting this, he turned his head to An's mother again, "Xiaoqu, did Professor An fall? or?"

No, Professor An is only in his thirties this year, not even forty, how could he have a stroke or paralysis or something.

However, when I saw Father An lying upright on the ground, his face full of pain, but he couldn't speak, and only one pair of eyes could still move all over his body, the fat leader was a little uncertain.

He could only go and ask An's mother.

Anmu shook her head desperately, "I—I don't know. ”

Xu said this, An's mother was not so flustered, she stumbled and said: "I was cooking in the kitchen, he, he took his son to play in the study, suddenly, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, I, I ran over to take a look, and found him, he became like this!"

An's mother just felt that something was wrong, so she exclaimed.

"Ann, Professor Ann, how are you, how are you feeling now?

The fat leader glanced at An's mother fixedly, and with his old spicy gaze, he could conclude that An's mother was not lying.

In other words, she really didn't know what was going on in the study.

The fat leader had to turn his head and continue to question the parties.

Father An's whole face was a little distorted in pain, but he couldn't say a word, let alone move.

There was only a pair of eyes, staring at the little fat smash in An's mother's arms fiercely.

Anne seemed to be unconscious, and instead of any fear, she went straight up to her and looked at Ann's father.

What a little brute!

Father An's anger surged, and his internal organs were about to be burned.

He hated it so much that he just wanted to grit his teeth, but it turned out that he couldn't even control the action of gritting his teeth.

Although he hadn't seen what the little beast had done, as a biologist, he knew exactly why he was the way he was - his spinal nerves were injured, and he could be paralyzed!

What made An's father even more angry and a little frightened was that he injured his spine, and according to common sense, he also lost control of his lower body at most.

But now, his whole body can't move.

Even opening your mouth to speak is extremely difficult.

Damn little brute, what the hell did "he" do?

An's father even had some doubts that his wife was doing it.

But soon, he denied it again.

If Qu Qingqian had this ability, she would have done it a long time ago, and she would not have endured the abuse in the past few years.

It's not her, is it really that little brute?

But he's only three and a half years old, even if he's a genius, he can't be so rebellious, right?

Could it be that Qu Qingqian, a slut, really found a wild man, and that wild man didn't let Qu Qingqian do it, but bewitched his own little cub?

The body was suddenly injured, and An's father was terrified, and even his brain began to think wildly.

No matter how much he guessed, he couldn't say it at the moment.

In the face of the fat leader's inquiry, An's father couldn't even respond simply.

The fat leader noticed An's father's gaze, followed his line of sight, and happened to see a well-behaved little chubby smash.

Well, Professor An's son is really well raised, white and chubby, with a pair of dark eyes, he looks like a smart child.

As for the others, such as this little guy is another party in the study, the fat leader didn't think much about it.

What are you kidding, this kid from the An family is only three or four years old, and he doesn't understand anything.

Putting aside the relationship between him and Professor An as father and son, just his small three-headed body can't hurt Professor An as a big man.

"Xiaoqu, did you call the emergency number?"

The fat leader squatted in front of Father An, looked at his situation carefully, and shook his head secretly, alas, Professor An doesn't look very good.

He turned his head and asked An's mother again.

“...... No, I, I-"

The moment she saw An's father fall to the ground, she was frightened, and there was no other measure except for subconsciously picking up her son.

Of course, in her subconscious, there may also be a thought: if this man falls to the ground and can't stand up again, it would be great!

She doesn't have to die, and her son doesn't have to live in the dark.

The fat leader saw An's incoherent appearance, and nodded with some understanding.

Well, it looks like she's scared.

Also, Xiaoqu is young and hasn't experienced anything, so it's normal to be frightened.

Besides, the whole community, and even the whole school, know that Professor An loves his wife very much, and he simply spoils her like a princess.

After four or five years of marriage, Xiaoqu was raised by her husband, and she was even more simple and weak than when she was in school.

is such a delicate little wife, in the face of her husband's accident, she will definitely not be able to take responsibility tenaciously like those independent and strong women.

"Hurry up and call the hospital. ”

The fat leader instructed thoughtfully, and then, as if he had thought of something, he said hesitantly, "In addition, let's call the police station again." ”

It's not that he suspects, it's that Professor An's situation is too weird. A good person, how can he say that something will happen when something happens?

And the fat leader feels that Professor An's situation does not rule out accidents, but it cannot be ruled out as artificial!