Su Rui said "bastard" and Mo Zhengyuan couldn't handle it.

When he came to consciousness, one of his legs was weak and he could not straighten his waist. He stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes and asked with trembling lips.

"You are not... my Uncle Sheng's master, Senior Su Rui, are you?"

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

Su Rui lightly brushed his sleeves, "I'm just a bad doctor. I don't have a diploma. I can't compare to people like you who came from orthodox medical schools. I can't be called a senior."

His voice was calm and he didn't mean to get angry with the young man.

He also understands that most of today's young people are arrogant and arrogant, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with that. After all, they all come from a young age.

When he was young, he was more aggressive and violent than these brats.

People always grow up and mature one day.

Society is the best university.

Su Ruiping's calm words made Mo Zhengyuan almost kneel to him.

He screamed in his heart: It's over, it's over, now he has caused a big trouble, and he will be scolded by the teacher later! After offending Senior Su, will he be able to survive in the future?

Mo Zhengyuan was about to cry but had no tears. Looking at Su Rui's cold face, he didn't dare to say anything more. He only poked Ye Di secretly and said, "My dear, explain it to me quickly."

Ye Di frowned.

Su Rui turned his head quickly.

The two people almost said in unison, "Who is your dear?"

Mo Zhengyuan shivered when the two people shouted at him and was stunned.

Su Rui's long eyebrows were so furrowed that they could kill mosquitoes, and he looked at Ye Di.

"Are you familiar with him?"

Ye Di was three feet away from Mo Zhengyuan and explained impatiently, "I'm not familiar with him at all."

"Then why did he call you honey?"

Su Rui was very worried about those three words.

Ye Di said: "He calls everyone dear, maybe it's not good here."

She pointed to the position of her head.

Mo Zhengyuan: It seems that he is still here.

*

Luo Junheng looked at Yan Xi's still red and swollen feet and asked her if it hurt anymore.

Yan Xi shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

If it doesn't hurt so much, it still hurts.

After dealing with Yan Xi's injuries, it's time to deal with the person who caused her injuries.

Luo Junheng raised his eyes again and glanced between Si Zhe, Tang Xue, Fangyuan and Ye Di one by one. His voice was low, "I ask again, who made Yan Xi injured? You want me to do it one by one."

Do you want to ask?"

His last half sentence was full of impatience.

Luo Junheng has never been a good-tempered person, and sometimes he has little patience with his younger brothers and sisters, let alone outsiders.

Yan Xi understands Luo Junheng's emotions best, and knows that his face looks very calm, but there is a fire underneath, which cannot be easily overcome.

"Aheng..."

As soon as Yan Xi opened his mouth, Luo Junheng held his hand, "You are not allowed to speak. You promised me that you will not get hurt. Xi Xi, what happened today will not be easy to get through."

He spoke coldly and solemnly, causing Yan Xi to lower her head.
Chapter completed!