It's already late, and it's useless for two people to run.

Zhou Ling took her hand and walked to the classroom without hurrying.

It doesn't matter if the little girl is anxious, her palms are sweating.

He only remembered that his uncle and aunt said that his sister should not fall and bleed, and he carefully watched her feet.

Children of this age have just come into contact with textbooks to really learn things, but they are still playful and have no qualitative qualities, and teachers rely on rewarding little saffron to stabilize these children.

The little chubby girl stopped crying after being rewarded with little red flowers by the teacher, and sat obediently looking at the podium.

But the position around her was empty, and she was a little uncomfortable, and she had to take a look from time to time.

"Report."

The teacher stopped and looked at the two children, one tall and one short, by the door.

The shorter one seemed to be nervous, and his two hands grabbed the boy's hand tightly, his face was red, and his eyes were watery and his heart was about to melt.

The teacher couldn't bear to reprimand more, but said, "Don't be late next time." ”

Let the two of them go back to their seats.

Meng Jiaojiao smiled happily, let go of Zhou Ling's hand and ran to the seat.

The little boy with a big heart held back a bad idea in his heart and quietly stretched out a foot.

Meng Jiaojiao was so focused on running to her seat that she didn't notice that Zhou Ling was not in the same aisle as her, and he walked to his seat without noticing.

As soon as he walked to the table, he heard a noise, followed by a familiar voice trembling and calling out, "Brother......"

He hurriedly turned around, and saw that everyone was looking at one place, but he couldn't see it, so he hurriedly walked over, and the teacher quickly put down the book and walked down.

The little girl tripped and fell on her head, and blood began to ooze out of her head.

She herself was so frightened that she forgot to cry, and just opened her mouth to call her brother.

When Zhou Ling saw her appearance, his face turned pale with fright for a moment, and he squatted down to hold her face, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhou Ling's sleeve: "Brother, it hurts ......"

As he spoke, he finally found his voice, and cried in fright, clutching Zhou Ling's sleeve tightly.

The children around were also frightened, and they all cried when they saw Meng Jiaojiao's head bleeding.

The little chubby girl can see it most clearly when she is closest, and the little red flower can't cure her tears.

She cried and shouted: "Jiaojiao is bleeding, will Jiaojiao die, I don't want Jiaojiao to die, Jiaojiao is right......"

The teacher also quickly took out his mobile phone to call an ambulance.

The whole class was in a mess, only Zhou Ling was the quietest, he pursed his pale lips and stared at Meng Jiaojiao, watching the blood slowly flow down her forehead, bright red and bright red......

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Meng's father and Meng's mother were in a hurry when they arrived at the hospital, both of them were pale and nervous, and they came to their senses after looking at their daughter who was sitting on the hospital bed and had been bandaged.

Meng Jiaojiao tugged at her brother's sleeve and looked at her parents with red eyes, and opened her mouth to scream.

"Jiaojiao, doesn't it hurt?"

Meng's mother was so frightened that she was about to cry, afraid that something would happen to her child.

Father Meng went to communicate with the doctor, and Zhou Ling was standing next to the teacher.

After making sure that Meng Jiaojiao was fine, Meng's mother went out to chat with the teacher, and when the two of them came back, she took the two children home.

Meng Jiaojiao sat in the car and looked at her mother with some worry.

She was also there when they told her brother, and she was afraid that her brother would be implicated and scolded.

The little girl in her mother's arms stretched out her finger and quietly poked her mother's arm.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt Jiaojiao? ”