Vol 2 Chapter 289: 【Cutting veins】

Since Wang Xue revealed in the class that Xia Yu taught students how to deal with the teacher as a teacher, slowly, the students in the class deliberately made things difficult for the teacher, and the representatives of the subjects also helped the teacher in some cases. The teacher is a little busy, so as not to let Ke Ren do the work.
However, no one from Teacher Ke Ren thanked Xia Yu. They thought it was their own efforts that touched the students. Not only did they not thank them, but they also said a little bit about him, because the thing that helped the students come up with ideas came out, and they suddenly realized that it ’s no wonder The students are so consistent. It was originally taught by Mr. Xia. How could there be a class teacher who did not stand on the united front with Mr. Ke Ren, but taught the whole student? So when everyone met him, they didn't have a good face.
No one understands Xia Yu's hard work. This guy doesn't care at all. The office is uncomfortable. Sometimes he runs to the roof with a laptop and sits cross-legged on the ground to do his business.
He was still using the computer on the rooftop to collect some information on the Internet that day. Suddenly Wang Xue rushed up and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia, something is wrong!"
Xia Yu still sat on the ground and said disapprovingly: "What's so anxious?"
Wang Xue rushed to him, dragging him, and anxiously said: "Liang Jing cut his veins and committed suicide! Hurry up and the blood bleeds to the ground, it's terrible!"
Xia Yu was startled: "Cut the veins? Isn't it? It's so serious. What's the thorn?"
"Who knows, take a look first, whatever the reason is."
Xia Yu closed her notebook and ran down with her. When she came to the classroom, Liang Jing was no longer there. Blood stains were everywhere on the seat of Liang Jing. The desks, chairs, books, and floors were all stained with bright red blood. There was still blood dripping down the edge of the table. Obviously the blood flow just now was very large, and the whole scene was terrible.
However, even in such a scene, many of the students next to Liang Jing's seat were still doing their own things peacefully, and it seemed that it was none of their business if the sky collapsed.
Xia Yu glanced at these people, grabbed the sack and asked, "Where is Liang Jing?"
The boy said impatiently, "Sent to the school doctor's office, where else can I go."
Without saying a word, Xia Yu ran out of the classroom and hurried to the school's office with Wang Xue. The school doctor room is full of people at this time, Hu Wei, Li Zhe and Yin Yong are all present. They are usually more enthusiastic people, and it is also normal here. Liang Siwei Harada Meili is standing in the inside, and what makes Xia Yu surprised is Yang Zheng. It was so cool that this handsome guy, who was so cool that he didn't have a few words in a day, was able to show concern when his classmates were in trouble.
Physics teacher Zhao, who was in class at that time, had a pale complexion, and there was a broken mouth pacing back and forth. It was estimated that the school doctor Li Jia was in rescue.
As soon as Xia Yu walked in, Harada Hara came over and said, "There should not be too many problems with the rescuer, looking at Teacher Li's complexion, but it is not optimistic, it seems that the blood loss is too much, even if the blood is stopped, Sometimes I have to go to the hospital for blood transfusion. "
Teacher Zhao saw Xia Yu, and immediately came over and pulled him and said, "What should I do, Mr. Xia, how could this happen, how could this happen, what would I do if there are three shorts and two shorts? Will I be held responsible? But no? As for my business, I did n’t say anything at all, just blame everyone ... "
Xia Yu couldn't help him. He said casually: "I can't die, don't worry." Then he rushed in. His healing power could at least make her wound heal no longer bleed blood, and first ensure that he wouldn't lose too much blood and die .
As soon as the hand was pushed onto the door, the door opened from the inside, Li Jia walked out quickly, and a pair of Haoji almost hit Xia Yu's hand.
Li Jia and Xia Yu haven't dealt with each other for a long time. The intersection of the two has to be traced back to when they first came to school. When they went hiking in Daqingshan, she and Yu Xin took out the love letter written by Xia Yu. Xia Yu was very disgusted.
When he saw Xia Yu, Li Jia said angrily: "Are you mistaken? The high school student cut his veins and committed suicide. How did you bring the students?"
Xia Yu didn't have time to explain, and asked, "How is Liang Jing? Isn't there life threatening?"
Li Jia snorted and said, "It's okay, I've stopped bleeding, and I will die later." Xia Yu thought about it and didn't go in to see it again. Since hemostasis stopped, there was no need to use extra power therapy.
Li Jia continued: "Ms. Xia, it doesn't matter if you do things in a mess. I don't care who you are, even if you can't teach students cultural knowledge, but you have to guarantee your life? I saw that this girl's There are a lot of scars on the wrist. Obviously this is not the first time to cut the veins. You should pay attention to it. In case one day is not saved, I see how you take this responsibility! "
Xia Yu nodded and said, "Thank you, Teacher Li." Then he turned and walked out.
Li Jiaxin wanted to kindly remind you that you don't think so, just do whatever you want! Leng Heng sat down in his place and ignored them, but Teacher Zhao hurried up and entangled her and asked her questions.
Yang Zheng left Liang Jing when he knew it was all right. Hu Wei and the three went in and looked at it, and left. Xia Yu asked Harada Meili: "Who sent Liang Jing over?"
Harada Meili said: "It's Hu Wei and they are so terrified that we see so much blood, we don't know how to react."
Xia Yu nodded, "What the is going on?"
Wang Xuedao said: "I don't know. Teacher Zhao didn't say anything at all. Even if there was anything, it was also aimed at the whole class, but not at her. I didn't know what was going on with her. I had heard that she used to cut when she was in junior high school Suicidal pulse, I think she is used to it, and it is uncomfortable not to come every once in a while. "
Xia Yu glared at her and said, "Bullshit! Who hasn't she had an argument with her before?"
Harada Meili said: "No, she has always been very low-key, almost doesn't even say a word, looks weak, and it's too scary to make a cut without saying a word."
Liang Siwei said: "To talk about it, it was only when you were last in class last time. Didn't she deliberately turn on the loud player? It was counted down by you."
Wang Xuedao said: "Yeah, the class was very strange that day. She was always silent. She had never seen her listen to the song. That day, she didn't know which rib was wrong."
Xia Yu nodded, walked into the school medical room, and said to Li Jia, "Mrs. Li, can I go in and see my students?"
Li Jia didn't have a good air: "Finally think of it and want to see the students? Go in. Remember, don't stab her, it's too excited to burst the wound."
"got it."
Xia Yu walked in and saw Liang Jing lying on the white hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. This is a very beautiful girl, very thin and thin, at this time her face is abnormally pale, which should be the cause of excessive blood loss.
He walked to the bed and said to Liang Jing: "How is it? Does the wrist still hurt?"
Liang Jing looked at the ceiling and ignored Xia Yu as if there was a flower there.
Xia Yu asked: "Why cut your wrist, don't you know this is dead?"
Liang Jing still looked at the ceiling, but responded weakly in his mouth: "Am I not dead now?"
"Do you wish to die?" Xia Yu asked
Liang Jing yelled softly without saying anything.
Xia Yu asked a few more words, and she didn't speak anymore. Xia Yu didn't plan to use mind reading now, so she had to retreat and let Wang Xue stay here to take care of her.
Then, with Harada Meili and Liang Siwei quickly walked back to the sack classroom.
Entering the classroom, Xia Yu walked to the podium and shouted directly: "Liang Jing committed suicide, just in our own class. I want to know the reason, who knows?"
Li Wenqi sneered: "I don't know, it's not because you were too fierce against her yesterday, and the little girl can't stand it."
"Really?" Xia Yu looked at the students near Liang Jing's location. "For whatever reason, her way is right or wrong. When your classmates are in trouble, what are you doing?"
I told Xia Yu that the boy who was sent to the school's medical office cut his nails and said, "Isn't someone sent her to the school's medical office? How many more people will go?"
Xia Yu suddenly rushed down from the podium, the man suddenly felt something, just looked up at Xia Yu, Xia Yu had rushed in front of him, kicked, kick! The desk in front of the boy was kicked off by Xia Yu, hitting the desk of a girl next to him and fell to the ground, making him jump with exclamation.
The desk was made of aluminum alloy, and Xia Yu passed it by one foot, sunk a deep impression, and the textbooks and other things on the desk were scattered all over the place. Many students were dumbfounded. They did not expect the teacher to be so violent.
Xia Yu said angrily: "Several talents? Is this what people say? Even if it is not your classmates, there is someone bloodshed beside you, you can still be indifferent to do your own things, what do you want to pretend? Are you taller to show me! "
Li Wenqi said with a sneer: "Liang Jing had committed suicide all the time. The psychological quality was so low. Who is to blame? Not to mention the blame for the person who caused her to commit suicide. What is your temper?
Li Wenqi is also one of the people sitting near Liang Jing.
She had just finished speaking, but she did n’t expect Xia Yu to go over in two steps, kicking her foot on her desk, kicking her desk out, and knocking over several other groups of tables without waiting for Li Wenqi When someone reacted, he turned back, kicked the students near Liang Jing one by one, kicked their tables all over, so they knocked over many other groups of tables, and the whole classroom became messy at once.
Each table that was kicked had a deep pit, and several of the tables that were hit were also deformed to varying degrees, showing how destructive Xia Yu was.
The boy reacted and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Why did you kick my table? You lost my entire set of math contest questions!"