Chapter Seventy-Five: Suspicion

With the intervention of Angers, two of the biggest violent elements of Liberty Day were punished by them.

Under the guidance of the members of the student council, the Lionheart Club also rushed to make a stretcher. With a knife as the skeleton, it is easy and quick to connect with clothes. Caesar was glad to have someone accompany him to the hospital.

The students all believe that the principal is unhappy with Caesar and Weiji's overzealous behavior, but only Weiji knows that this is not the case.

From Ange's every move, Wei Ji could clearly feel the true thoughts of this old man, and he was definitely angry for his granddaughter!

Ange was obviously fierce in his moves, but he only greeted Wei Ji in the face, and when he really wanted to draw it, he immediately accepted it, as if it was just to scare Wei Ji.

Wei Ji originally thought the same way, and the idea of counterattacking became weaker and weaker, but he didn't expect Ange to be unrelenting until Wei Ji lost his strength, and then smashed him on the lawn.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, and Wei Ji only feels that the people around him are noisy......

Caesar and Wei Ji were both taken to the ICU for emergency treatment, Caesar broke four ribs, and the rest of the injuries were not threatening.

As for Wei Ji, he was almost paralyzed......

At this time, the Academy Hospital in Kassel, in a double room.

"Pay attention to saving money" was proposed by Wei Ji, and no one knew why Wei Ji said such a sentence before he fell into a coma, which was quite a bit of a strict prison boy picking up the wick.

But in order to respect the wishes of the injured, Wei Ji happened to become a patient with another patient who had just come in, and it happened to be similar to the type of injury of that patient.

This is the fate of Fingal and Weiji.

In the ward, except for the two beds, almost all of them are yellow and white tulips, and of course, there is a bouquet of red roses at the head of Wei Ji's bed.

Speaking of these flowers, it must be said that the biggest winner of this free day, the Lionheart.

Yesterday's Freedom Day, the president of the student council was injured and ruined, and the Lionheart not only lost nothing, but also won this Freedom Day!

Return to Norton! Welcome to the new president! Glory again is just around the corner!

To sum up, Lionheart will win.

In order to show their gratitude, the Lionheart decided to send flowers to Wei Ji. However, the discussion of what kind of flowers to send was inconclusive, so they simply swept away the college's florist.

Seeing that the once empty hospital room was now full of flowers, Fingal felt honored, as if these flowers also had his share.

Fingal didn't expect that the hospital he had just been admitted to in the afternoon would be brought in the next morning.

And seeing Wei Ji's terrifying injury, Fingal felt a chill in his heart, originally Fingal's injury was acted, he just wanted to stay in the hospital for one night, and planned to leave the next day.

Unexpectedly, just having breakfast and going to the toilet in the hospital, a patient was sent to his ward.

At first glance, he was still an acquaintance, Wei Ji.

Fingal didn't expect that Wei Ji could be injured like this, looking at Wei Ji's miserable appearance, Fingal maliciously speculated, Wei Ji was definitely coming to seek revenge!

Even though Fingal knew that he was physically fit enough, he thought that if he were replaced, it would probably not be much better, and it might be worse.

Fingal was glad in his heart, fortunately, his acting skills were good the night before, and the group of people would actually think that he was unconscious, and sent him to the hospital to pay for medical expenses, not to mention the medical expenses, and also earned a lot of nutrition expenses in vain!

In comparison, some of the allowances that the student union originally provided to the poor members were not enough to worry about.

It can only be said that Wei Ji is still too young, still young and vigorous, he has to fight for that breath, but he was beaten like this, why bother, why bother!

I don't know if the hatred of those people outside has subsided, but to be on the safe side, Fingal decided to stay in the hospital for a while longer. Although it is a little boring in the hospital, eating, drinking and sleeping well can also be called a fairy day.

"Wei Ji, what's the matter with your injury? Could it have happened after going to the Norton Pavilion the night before? Fingal said tentatively, "No, if it had been the injury the night before, we should have been in the same ward with such a serious injury." ”

Thinking that Wei Ji had been sent over yesterday when he was free for the day, Fingal had a realization.

"Wei Ji, it can't be that you went to the student union the night before yesterday to write a war book, and then yesterday you were free for 1V100, right? But I remember if it wasn't a kendo contest this time? How did you get this broken body? ”

Fingal chattered and turned to scolding.

"Damn, I knew that the group of people in the student union were not good people, and they didn't talk about martial arts and killed them, but fortunately I quit the club before, it's just a villain, I'm Fingal upright, a hero, I'm ashamed to be with them!"

Fingal was filled with righteous indignation, just looking at this rhetoric and posture, people who didn't know might really think that he was fighting for his brother, but he was obviously swept away by the student union......

Wei Ji was lying in bed, the morning sun shining into the hospital room, shining on his gauze-covered face.

No matter how dazzling the sun was, Wei Ji just stared blankly at the ceiling.

A battle with Ange caused Wei Ji to wake up suddenly.

Maybe Chu Zihang is right, when he is happy, the dopamine and phenylethylamine secreted by the brain will affect people's judgment, maybe he really did something wrong, and the agreement with Xia Mi is still vaguely in his ears, but he played in the tiebreaker of this free day again......

Fingal saw that Wei Ji was obviously awake, but he didn't react, and his gossip mind also faded a lot, and asked.

"Wei Ji, did you bring your mobile phone? You know, I was in a hurry to go out last night and didn't bring my phone with me. If you bring your mobile phone, borrow me to access the Internet, or make a phone call, and I'll ask what the situation is outside, so I can decide when to leave the hospital. ”

Wei Ji felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this, and he didn't bring his mobile phone that morning.

When Wei Ji thinks about these things now, a post on the campus forum automatically appears in his head.

Shocked!! What is it like for a centenarian to beat an 18-year-old young man? 》

"Shock! The Secret ...... of the Student Council President and the School Bully"

……

Based on what Wei Ji has seen at the forum in the past two weeks, he has no expectations for the lower limit of the Department of Public Information, and that group of people can really make up anything.

A picture at the beginning, the content is all about guessing!

Taken out of context, the content makes people think about it, but it's just speculation, and the word game belongs to being played by them.

As soon as he thought of these things, Wei Ji was upset, upset for no reason, he didn't want to think about it, but he had to think about it.

Suddenly, the door opened.

"Nono, you're here again."

Hearing Fingal say suddenly, Wei Ji quickly closed his eyes.

"Well, is he awake?" Holding an insulated lunch box and a large bouquet of roses in the other hand, Nuno walked towards Wei Ji by the window.

"Oh, he's there." Fingal glanced at Wei Ji, saw that he was unresponsive, and said, "Hey, you know, Wei Ji has been injured so badly, and it's good that he's okay now, how can he wake up so early." ”

In order not to be seen, Fingal immediately changed the subject, "But don't worry, if you come every day and stay with him for so long, he will definitely feel it, and maybe he will be able to wake up and see you sooner." ”

Nono didn't respond to Fingal, squeezed past the nuisance tulips, and walked to Weji's bedside.

Nuno put the insulated lunch box on the cabinet next to the bed, and carefully placed the large bouquet of roses in his hand at the head of Wei Ji's bed.

Then he sat on the edge of the bed, didn't speak, and just looked at Wei Ji blankly.

"I said, junior sister, you don't need to bring roses every time you come, he can't see it, why bother." Fingal said, "Why don't you put it next to my bed, I can see it." ”

Nono ignored him, still staring blankly at Wei Ji.

"Senior sister, how did he get this injury, why is it so serious?" Fingal was cautious and tentative.

As if he hadn't heard, he sat quietly and in a daze.

Fingal sighed in his heart and stopped persuading.

It didn't take long for the girl, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, to get up suddenly.

"I still have something to do, go first, he woke up and called me."

After Nono finished speaking, he stepped away from his long legs and squeezed out in a tulip.

Seeing that the door was closed and there was no movement for a long time, Fingal said, "Brother, brother, you can wake up, the man is gone." ”

Hearing this, Wei Ji opened his eyes leisurely.

"Oh, if you want me to say brother, you are asking for your own hardship, why bother, other people's girls are beautiful and good to you, no, there is still porridge cooked for you by other people's girls on the bed table, don't you drink?"

Seeing that Wei Ji did not speak, Fingal continued.

"If you don't drink it, give me a drink, I look at the taste is okay, hey, brother, I'm miserable in the morning, and no one brings me food, I'm starving."

Wei Ji lay on the bed, unresponsive.

"Thank you, brother." Fingal thought that Wei Ji had acquiesced, and happily went to get the insulated lunch box at the head of Wei Ji's bed.

"Get out."

"Howler!" Fingal's half-outstretched hand retracted.

The room was silent again, only the sunlight shining on the face and the scent of tulips filling the room, and the warmth of the roses on the bedside could be vaguely felt.

Outside the ward, the nurses looked at a beautiful red-haired girl strangely, she stood at the door of the ward for a long time, but did not enter, and finally left.