1181 Three little pitiful
Yan Bei saw that the time was almost up, changed his clothes and was about to go downstairs to pick up the child, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, the system prompt suddenly sounded.
γDing! Restore value +10, current restore value 100/100, goal reached]
What's going on?
Is there something going on that she doesn't know about? How do you suddenly achieve the goal of reducing the value?
Yan Bei was very puzzled, but before she could come up with a reason, the mobile phone in her pocket trembled, pulling her back to reality from her doubts.
When I took out my phone, I saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.
Looking at the mobile phone in his hand, Yan Bei suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Skeptically, she pressed the answer button.
"Hello? Is it Wang Xiaoming's parent? A cold male voice came from the phone, sounding very unkind.
Yan Bei said "um", and immediately said loudly, "Then please go to the school guidance office to pick up your child." β
After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap, and didn't give Yan Bei a chance to ask at all.
School Guidance Office?
How could Xiao Ming be there? Isn't he supposed to take the school bus home, and what's going on?
I don't know why, Yan Bei just felt very uneasy in his heart, and quickly dialed back while closing the door and going downstairs.
After several consecutive calls, the man answered the phone again.
It seemed that he knew what Yan Bei was going to ask, and before she could speak, he said directly to the convenience: "The child is fine, please rest assured, our school will be responsible for their safety before the parents arrive." β
They?
"Is anyone else together?" Yan Bei asked suspiciously.
Unfortunately, the other party hung up the phone again.
But this time, knowing that there was no problem with the child, Yan Bei's thumping little heart finally fell.
She trotted all the way to the gate of the community, beckoned a taxi and rushed to school.
Fifteen minutes later, Yan Bei appeared at the door of a small teaching office in the city, and this speed startled the unprepared teaching director.
"Hello, I'm Wang Xiaoming's parent!"
Yan Bei rushed directly into the office, introducing himself and searching around for his child's figure, and finally found him in the corner.
The little man was standing with the Xiang Yan brothers and sisters, hugging the schoolbag in front of him tightly, looking very aggrieved and insecure.
Behind the three of them stood five senior boys and a little fat man who was crying with a handful of snot and tears.
Of course, Yan Bei didn't care about any of them, she just wanted to know why the formation on her child's schoolbag was activated!
"You are Wang Xiaoming's home....... Oh, don't get excited, ma'am! The dean was about to greet the parents who came, but as soon as he said that, he saw that the parents had already rushed towards the children, and he was afraid that she would be too excited, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
But what he didn't expect was that the student's parent actually directly avoided him, a high school graduate, and rushed to the child's side.
"What's going on? Why is the formation on the bag on? Who bullied you? β
Listening to the anxious inquiry that implied a chill, the director could only stand behind and watch first, and did not rush blindly at this time.
As soon as Wang Xiaoming saw his relatives, the grievances in his heart immediately broke down, he put down the schoolbag he had been holding tightly and didn't dare to put down, and stretched out his little hand to hug his mother.
"Mom, I have a pain in my chest, they beat me and Xiang Yan, and they scared Tongtong and beat Xiang Yan purple....... Woo woo woo~"
As he spoke, the small report became more and more unsmooth, and the language gradually became fragmented, and it was all dominated by sobbing.
Crying was really aggrieved, hearing that Yan Bei's heart also twitched, she pulled the little man in her arms away slightly, remembering that he had just said that his chest hurt, and immediately came to open the child's school uniform shirt for inspection.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when he saw a purple-red footprint on the child's white and tender right chest, Yan Bei was so angry that his hands trembled.
The trembling hands pulled up the school uniform, and then looked up at the two brothers and sisters Xiang Yan who snuggled up automatically, and beckoned to Yan to come over.
Xiang Yan didn't feel much wronged, but when he saw Wang Xiaoming so unrestrained, he couldn't help but feel sad.
Tongtong rushed over directly, wrapped around her neck tightly, and shrank on her, looking like she had found a backer.
Yan Bei had one in his arms and one hanging by his side, so he could only use one free hand to check Xiang Yan's injuries.
At this look, I found that he was hurt more seriously than his own child, but he didn't say a word, only felt a burst of pantothenic acid in his heart.
Lovingly touched Xiang Yan's little head, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, your parents should come over soon, before that, I will protect you, if you hurt it, just say it, no one will laugh at you." β
"Tell me, where does it hurt?" She asked with concern, as if none of the people in front of her or behind her were there, and only the three children could be seen.
Xiang Yan was asked by her like this, no longer carried it hard, stretched out his finger and pointed to his stomach, and said unsteadily: "It's stuffy here, and there is a faint stinging pain, I vomited a little blood before you came just now, Aunt Bei, but the teacher said that there was no big problem." β
Yes, it's not a big problem, but it's already a big problem for a child!
Yan Bei hugged the three poor children one by one, stood up, looked at the teaching director with gloomy black eyes, squinted his eyes and asked:
"Isn't there a school doctor in the school? How can an injured child be allowed to stand here? β
I don't know why, but the director felt a strong dissatisfaction from this sentence.
He stepped forward, introduced himself first, and explained the truth of the matter again, before answering Yan Bei's question.
"It's not that we deliberately don't look for a school doctor, but before the parents come, we will make reservations about this situation so that we can deal with it."
"Besides......" He glanced at Wang Xiaoming and the others, and said helplessly: "They are not seriously injured, just a little skin trauma, if it is a serious injury, we will deal with it as soon as possible." β
"Besides, your child doesn't allow anyone to approach, that schoolbag is a bit weird, even I can't get close, otherwise I will be sent to the hospital in time." The director explained with a wry smile.
Hearing him lift his schoolbag, Wang Xiaoming immediately squatted down and picked up the schoolbag he had just put down, looking at everyone except his friend and mother vigilantly.
"Mom, I haven't seen this teacher, and none of the teachers I know are here, so I don't dare to let him get close to us, what if he also hits someone?" The little guy retorted with a good point.
It was the first time for Yan Bei to see him so insecure, looking at the stubborn appearance of the little guy, he was distressed and funny.
But......
Jade finger raised and pointed at the senior students under the wall, "Are they beating our children?" β