She knew that Qi Shunhua said this, which proved that he was not angry.

This kid is clearly going to do it again in the future, forget it, as long as she's okay, everything will follow. Qi Shunhua shook his head while contacting his parents.

The chestnut boy's gaze has never left since Qiqi appeared, up and down, looking carefully.

The body shape and height are very similar, but the ruddy face and the voice full of vitality can't tell that a lot of spiritual power has just been consumed.

This girl named Qiqi can beat him with a blue nose and swollen face like Chen Anran, which can be explained by people outside the world. But the momentum of the fight is very similar, which is difficult to explain, it is just the feeling in his heart.

There is another thing I don't understand, Yichen Anran's age can't perfectly hide his breath. If it appears, it will definitely be discovered by him.

Yu Anzhi had a flash of light in the back of his head, unless, in that link, the facts did not match what he knew, resulting in the entire clue not being connected.

Qiqi, Chen Anran, the man in black. What is the connection between these three?

The corners of Qiqi's lips kept smiling, and there was no emotion in his eyes under the sunglasses.

"Still investigating me? Today I must find an opportunity to delete your memory. A fierce gaze came out of his eyes.

"Shunhua." The two worried parents walked in and saw their son and Qiqi at a glance.

"Mom, Dad." Qi Shunhua opened innocent eyes.

"Why was you so careless?" Qi Jiangao looked at the abrasions on his son's joints.

"How do you play basketball like this?" Jiang Mujin looked at the bruises on his son's face with pity, "Your father loves to play so much, he just broke his fingers, and it hurt like you." ”

"Did you get into a fight with someone?" Qi Jiangao looked at the chestnut boy who also had a swollen face. But this question was immediately dispelled in his heart, and his son had long passed the age of fighting for the ball.

"It's not." Yu Anzhi took a step forward and bent down to apologize, "Teacher Qi, Teacher Jiang, Qi Shunhua's injury was accidentally hit by me." I will cover both medical and nursing expenses. ”

Jiang Mujin and Qi Jiangao saw that the young man had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, took the initiative to send his son to the hospital, and also bore the expenses, so they did not blame more.

"Young man, pay more attention to playing in the future, it hurts your muscles and bones, and it is extremely uncomfortable for people who like sports." Qi Jiangao reminded a few words.

He has also come all the way, the sports injury in the past, it will still be painful when the sky changes, and now the young people are still young, they don't understand these at all, they just blindly exhaust their health.

"Teacher Qi, I must pay attention." The maroon boy said very sincerely.

"Two teachers, the doctor said that Qi Shunhua had a sprained ankle and a slight concussion, and needed bed rest for a few days." Wu Wei looked at Jiang Mujian, who was wearing an indigo dress, white sneakers, and a mature temperament, and interjected respectfully.

That dignified temperament, the kind of eyes that don't dare to be naughty just by looking at it, is really too much like a deceased mother.

With a sour nose and blurred eyes, he lowered his head and stepped back, lest he show a bad expression

"Thank you." Jiang Mujin politely thanked the young man, although it was nothing serious, when she heard the words sprain and concussion, she still frowned, and her face was a little solemn.

"Go back to school, we'll take the kids." Qi Jiangao patted the young man on the shoulder.

"If anything, call me and I'll be there." The chestnut boy smiled and glanced at the mobile phone in Qi Shunhua's hand, and after agreeing, he took it and entered his number.