Unparalleled Crazy System
The pain of Xia Xue

At this moment, Zhou Fuqiang did not feel the slightest sadness in his heart, on the contrary, seeing Xia Xuechu's pitiful appearance, the perverted desire in his heart became stronger.

He coughed, placed his hand on Xia Xue's shoulder, and slowly descended, while still speaking.

"Actually, this matter is not impossible. I personally have some spare money. I can lend Xiaoxue a hundred thousand yuan in advance, as long as you are willing to be my lover."

Xia Xue sensed Zhou Fuqiang's hand movements, and she suddenly stood up and took a few steps back: "School Head Zhou, what do you mean!"

Now that he had said everything, Zhou Fuqiang did not hide anything. He smiled and stood up and said: "Actually, it doesn't mean anything. You accompanied me. If I give you money, your father will be saved. Isn't that all? Happy things? "

Zhou Fuqiang did not mention about Wang Zihao at all, but it seemed that he would wait until then to get Xia Xue, play him a few times, and then send him to Wang Zihao, isn't everything the same.

As for money ... Zhou Fuqiang had no idea to pull him out.

Xia Xue looked at Zhou Fuqiang's eyes and became extremely disgusted. He gritted his teeth and wiped his tears with his sleeves: "School Head Zhou, forgive me. Looks like I came to the wrong place, I'll go . "

With that, Xia Xue turned around and was about to leave.

However, Zhou Fuqiang pulled him and pushed him into the closet.

Xia Xue, I advise you to think carefully, but I have asked you. Your father's lung cancer is in its advanced stages, and the cancer cells have spread to other organs. If you don't have surgery right now, your father may have this. Heaven will die! "

Zhou Fuqiang's words made Xia Xue's expression stunned, and tears flowed helplessly from her eyes.

Zhou Fuqiang smiled and stretched out his hand to try touching Xia Xue's face, the delicate skin and greedy expression on her face like a demon.

Ye Hao gave a cold snort and looked at the cupboard.

Quietly using object control techniques.

bumping

The cup hit Zhou Fuqiang's head heavily, blood flowed from his head, and he crouched on the ground while holding his head in pain.

The sound of the chalice falling to the ground woke Xia Xue up, and a stubborn attitude flashed in her eyes.

He turned around and left the principal's office.

“Madan.” Zhou Fuqiang stood with his head, and placed his feet on the chalice.

"Well, he didn't fall early or late but he fell this time."

Zhou Fuqiang cursed as he walked out, He should have gone to the hospital to treat his injuries.

Ye Hao quietly walked out of the office and into the window of the office building, he could vaguely see a figure holding an umbrella and disappearing in the rain.

Ye Hao pondered for a moment, he returned to the office, turned on Zhou Fuqiang's computer, and after several presses, after finding what he wanted, he wrote down the contents, then turned off the computer and left.

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Fifth dormitory building.

Almost the entire fifth dormitory building has been completed, the outer wall construction and cement floor compaction have been completed.

From a distance this is a new dormitory. Many students want to move to this dormitory. After all, who did not want to stay in the new dormitory.

Due to the heavy rain, there was no one guarding the new building except the fence.

Ye Hao walked into this new building smoothly.

Just looking from its appearance, there was hardly any abnormality, even if it was knocked down, it was a normal sound.

Ye Hao came to the bathroom, he walked into the deepest hole and slammed his fist while looking at the wall.

Kaz

Ye Hao's fist did not bleed, and his entire fist was buried deeply in the wall.

With a cold face, Ye Hao stretched out his hand, spread out his fingers, and in his hand was a pile of rotten wooden boards, even with foam boards inside.

"Cut corners. That guy really didn't take student life seriously." Ye Hao muttered to himself, started to sort through the mess here, and cleared out all the debris on the ground.

Now that I have confirmed that this new building has a shortcut problem, I still want Zhou Fuqiang to "disband the class" completely.

He needed the most direct evidence, namely the most direct economic relationship between Zhou Fuqiang and his second uncle. That bill!

Ye Hao thought of the so-called "roots of life" when Pan Mei and Zhou Fuqiang were together before, perhaps as long as he found this thing, he could give Zhou Fuqiang a fatal blow.

After that, Ye Hao used the umbrella and left the school.

"Hey. Sister Ting, I will probably be back later tonight, so I won't give you any guidance at night. You can learn by yourself now."

"I have something of my own, uh uh."

Ye Hao put down the phone and took a taxi on a rainy night.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Haicheng People's Hospital. No. .. Take me to the bank first, and I'll withdraw some money."

...

Haicheng People's Hospital.

“Doctor, doctor. I beg you, will I do the surgery on my father first? We'll get the money soon.” Xia Xue begged anxiously in front of a doctor.

The doctor looked at Xia Xue, sighed and said, "This is really impossible. Our hospital has a rule that patients cannot have surgery unless they pay the cost. You have to think of a way to raise money quickly."

Xia Xue trembled, collecting money ... Where did he collect the money?

Ta Ta Ta Ta

There was a rush of footsteps, and a woman who had been covered with white hair and wrinkles when she was only about forty rushed over, held a stack of crumpled banknotes in her hand and said, "Doctor, "Doctor, the doctor. Me ... I've understood. The money."

Xia Xue stood up and looked at the women, and saw the money in the hands of those women. The amount is not much, at most a few thousand yuan: "Mom. Our 50,000 yuan has been mortgaged for the operation. You ... Where did this money come from. "

This woman was Xia Xue's mother, and the tip of Xia's mouth slightly smiled: "This money is ... I borrowed it."

“Bu. Don't lie to me. We've borrowed relatives who can borrow. Now who can lend us.” Xia Xue suddenly thought of something, she suddenly grabbed onto her mother's arm and rolled up her sleeve.

I saw that the thin arm was tightly closed with a small hole, and the needle hole that was still bleeding was very striking.

Xia Xue opened her mouth, and the tears in her eye sockets were flowing uncontrollably.

"I ... Didn't I say ... Stop selling blood. Black sellers are illegal to sell blood!"

Mother Xia smiled and touched Xia Xue's head, and said gently, "It's okay, Mom is in good health. It's okay to sell." "You used to be 100 cats, but now you're less than 60 cats. You said it's okay." Xia Xue cried and knelt on the ground weakly: "This is all my fault, this is all my fault. If I don't get first place in the exam, the scholarship won't ..."