Chapter 154: anonymous letter

Chapter 154 Anonymous Letter
With aggressive mental illness, Wen Chi fits well.
Putting this kind of students in school is a time bomb. What she said was for the sake of the students in the Ninth Middle School, and for the sake of social stability, so she still sent an anonymous report letter regardless.
On the weekend, Wen Qiao took his two brothers to the Film Clinic again.
Because the case of the Ninth Middle School student hurting others has aroused a lot of attention in the society, Wen Qiao wants Dr. Chen to evaluate Xiao Chi's condition.
Wen Qiao and Wen Mo waited in the small hall outside. An hour later, when the clinic door opened, Wen Qiao said to his throat.
Chen Yanfei waved to her and Wen Qiao entered the consulting room.
"Doctor Chen, how is my brother's situation?"
Chen Yanfei smiled: "Your brother is recovering very well. At present, there is no possibility of excessively hurting others. In just a few months, his recovery has been so good. It seems that your family has contributed."
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it really not going to hurt people excessively?"
"Ms. Wen doesn't believe in my professionalism?"
"Why? I believe Dr. Chen very much. I really feel relieved when you say that."
"Just continue to take the medicine. I guess, if you take another half a year of medicine, you can try to stop the medicine. He is in good condition, and his recovery is slower than him. After all, it is congenital, but don’t worry. , I am confident that both of them will be healthy."
On the way back, Wen Qiao went to buy an oven, and then went to the supermarket to buy some lamb chops: "The weather is cold, let's roast lamb chops at night."
A good mood naturally means a good meal.
Wen Chi carried the oven and Wen silently carried the lamb chops, and the three returned home.
I just came across Uncle Ji carrying a large package of beef and mutton: "The beef and sheep raised by my relatives in the northwest are fresh, and the mutton is not smelly."
Su Yun picked persimmons at the corner: "You take some persimmons home, right?"
Ji Mingyuan waved his hand: "No need."
Wen Qiao grabbed it and lifted the bag in his hand: "Uncle Ji, we grilled lamb chops at night. I just bought it from the oven and it won't work. You teach my mom."
Ji Mingyuan was left to teach Su Yun to use the oven, and was naturally called down by Wen Qiao to have dinner together.
The living room is a bit small, but it also looks warm. Su Yun held a small pot and put it on the table: "Sanxian soup, eat."
Wen Qiao picked the largest piece of lamb and put it into Ji Mingyuan's bowl, "Uncle Ji eats lamb chops."
Ji Mingyuan smiled.
Wen Qiao has been thinking about this a long time ago. Uncle Ji has always been very good to her mother, and Uncle Ji is kind, has a good personality, is very kind, and is proficient in plumbers. Some of the circuits in the neighborhood are broken and the water is blocked. , I love to ask Uncle Ji for help, he never refuses.
Perhaps he does not have Wen Jianmin's wealth, but he is definitely a beloved person worthy of her mother for the rest of her life.
A meal was a pleasant one, Su Yun's cooking skills were very good, Wen Qiao ate well, and then together with Wen Mo sent Ji Mingyuan out of the house.
When she came back, her mother packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and dried the rag on the rope.
Wen Qiao touched Wen Mo's head: "Come in, I'll talk to my mother."
The mother and daughter leaned against the pool, and Wen Qiao said straightforwardly: "There is no better man than Uncle Ji."
Su Yun reached out and wiped her apron, "Your brother and them."
"They all like Uncle Ji."
"Other people's conferences, I'm afraid it will be bad for you."
(End of this chapter)