Chapter Forty-Seven: Weakness

The school's monthly examination was over, Di Weiwei won the first place in the school, and the principal was very satisfied, so he sent Di Weiwei as the representative of the third year of high school to speak on the stage at the grade meeting.

The speech was prepared with the help of the school, and it was nothing more than encouraging chicken soup words.

The first time he spoke in front of the public, Di Weiwei didn't feel nervous, but for some reason, there was always a tingling sensation in the lower abdomen.

As the meeting lengthened, my stomach began to ache more and more. Di Weiwei, who couldn't bear it anymore, decided to go to the bathroom.

When she finished solving the problem and was about to go out, she pushed the door and found that the door was actually locked from the outside!

Di Weiwei is not stupid, someone must have planned it a long time ago!

There was some movement outside, and then Di Weiwei keenly saw that a basin appeared above!

"Whoa!" With a bang, all the water in the basin was splashed on her!

Because of the limited space, Di Weiwei couldn't avoid it at all, and was drenched most of his body, and his hair was all wet.

"Who are you?" Di knocked on the door with all his might.

The people outside were obviously hiding something, and they didn't speak, and left immediately after doing everything.

"Bang bang bang!" Di knocked on the door slightly and vigorously, but the door was still unmoving, and it was quiet outside.

There is a "Clean" plaque outside the women's bathroom, and no human machine will come in at all.

Di clenched his fists slightly, and observed the height of the door, I am afraid that it will be difficult to climb out, so I have to open it strongly!

Di took a few steps back, then raised his foot and kicked the door violently!

There was a loud noise, but the door didn't open.

Di glared slightly, exuding anger on his body, and exerted strength again after the tsk!

"Bang!!"

The door was kicked out directly, and Di Wei saw the mop stick that fell to the ground and broke into two sections.

Just as she walked out of the bathroom and rushed to the conference site, there was a sudden cramping pain in her abdomen, which was a stinging pain she had never experienced, and it was fierce!

Di Weiwei's face was pale, her body was cold and weak, and her strong will supported her before she fell.

Holding on to the wall, I walked slowly, and the road in front of me began to twist and wobble.

A vague black shadow seemed to appear in front of her, running towards her, but Di Weiwei really didn't have the strength to support it, and stumbled down along the wall.

At the moment when she was about to fall to the ground, her body was hugged.

Fu Zhesheng looked solemnly at Di Weiwei, who was embarrassed, the woman's lips were white, the whole person was very cold, fine sweat oozed from her forehead, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and she looked particularly painful.

"Piscopic! Slightly! Fu Zhesheng shouted Di Weiwei, but Di Weiwei didn't react at all.

The man picked up Di Weiwei and rushed out quickly.

On the other side of the conference, the school leader had just finished speaking, and shouted with a passionate face: "Next, I invite the student representative, Di Weiwei to speak on stage!" ”

After a few seconds, no one appeared, the leader was a little confused, and the students in the audience began to whisper.

Just as the scene began to be chaotic, another teacher hurriedly came and said something in the leader's ear, and the leader looked at him with some surprise, but immediately changed his words and said, "Next, I will invite our teacher Liu to speak!" ”

There was another round of applause. The student representatives were fooled by the school in this way.

But the students all remember that they began to rumor that Di Weiwei was not, undisciplined, unscrupulous, arrogant, and rude, and even did not participate in such an occasion, without any tutor.

The happier the classmates discussed, the more vicious the scolding, the happier Di Qianqian became!

That's right, all of this was carefully arranged by her, and I hope Di Weiwei will like this gift.

Di Qianqian sneered, constantly pretending to be in the crowd.

Di Weiwei was taken to the hospital, and after a series of tests, the doctor decided to give Di Weiwei gastric lavage.

Surprisingly, the ingredients of laxatives were found in it!

Fu Zhesheng took the diagnosis certificate given by the doctor, and crumpled the white paper with his clenched fingertips.

Di Weiwei was in a coma because of laxatives, and if the dose was higher, it was likely to be life-threatening!

But where did this laxative come from?

Fu Zhesheng looked at Di Weiwei, who was sleeping on the hospital bed with a fragile face, and walked out of the ward and took out his mobile phone.

"Fu Shao."

"Check something for me." Fu Zhesheng looked coldly ahead, his eyes revealing murderous aura.

He wanted to see who was so bold as to dare to touch him!

When Di Weiwei woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was the white ceiling of the hospital, and then Di Weiwei saw Fu Zhesheng, who was sitting opposite and looking at the tablet with an angry face.

The man seemed to see something very angry, and the green tendons of the hand holding the tablet burst out, like a Shura-like killing leak.

Even Di Weiwei didn't notice that she had woken up, Di Weiwei's body was still not strong, and the strange thing was that she felt scared when she looked at Fu Zhesheng's face, but her heart moved, curious about what kind of thing would make a man so angry.

"What are you looking at?" Di said softly.

Fu Zhesheng was slightly stunned, raised his head and turned off the tablet, stepped forward, and returned to his former gentleness, but the cold air in the corners of his eyes still revealed the man's mood swings just now.

"Awake? How does it feel? Fu Zhesheng reached out and stroked Di Weiwei's face.

The body has become dry and warm, Di Weiwei, who lives in the VIP ward, looked at Fu Zhesheng's eyes and smiled faintly: "I'm fine." ”

Like a flower bone destroyed by rain, Di Weiwei, who was already fair, looked even more fragile at this time, as if it would be shattered with a little force.

Fu Zhesheng touched Di Weiwei's forehead, fortunately, there was no fever.

The doctor walked in after a while, helping Di Weiwei to do a more systematic examination, accompanied by an older man with gray hair, glasses, and a slight wrinkle on his face.

"Teacher Liu." Fu Zhesheng nodded to him as a greeting.

"You kid, I thought something happened to you, scared me to death!" Liu Longhua quipped that he was the director of this hospital.

But there was no smile on Fu Zhesheng's face, and Liu Longhua also realized his thoughts: "What? Still worried about this little girl? It's okay, just rest for a few days. How? Still don't believe me, the old dean? ”

Fu Zhesheng shook his head: "No." ”

This Dean Liu was Fu Zhesheng's teacher during college, Fu Zhesheng was talented at that time, and he was too outstanding, and the old dean said that he would personally take this student in person.

Later, Fu Zhesheng really lived up to expectations and made great achievements.

"Alas, girl, cherish your life, don't go to laxatives!" Liu Longhua kindly persuaded Di Weiwei.