When Haitang and Liu Shiyu heard the news, they felt like the sky was falling. Liu Shiyu was still strong. Although she was heartbroken, she still knew what she should do and had to go to class. But Haitang was extremely sad and became ill.
Liu Shiyu rushed her to the hospital. After some examination, the doctor concluded that she was too sad and had damaged her internal organs.
Haitang was so sad that she cried all day long and couldn't even eat anything. She could only rely on glucose to survive every day.
"Begonia, just eat some!" Liu Shiyu begged while holding the rice porridge.
"Teacher Shiyu, I really don't want to eat!" Haitang's face turned sallow. She looked at Liu Shiyu and said, "I have no appetite!"
"I know you feel sad, and I feel sad too, teacher, but Xiaohu is gone, and we can't hurt others just because one person dies!" Liu Shiyu hurriedly comforted. Liu Shiyu is the kind of person who is easier to comfort and heal himself.
After all, he is a person who has been through it all. Although he was heartbroken when Qing Feng left him, he still managed to survive. Now that Li Xiaohu is dead, Liu Shiyu naturally takes it as one thing.
The final result was still the same. Haitang didn't eat anything. Liu Shiyu had no choice but to say: "If you want to eat something, tell me. I have to go back to class!"
"Yes!" Haitang nodded, and Liu Shiyu went out to leave. Haitang's tears fell like broken beads. Haitang took out the gold medal from her chest, and said lightly: "Xiaohu, you go
Chasing the glory that belongs to you, but where did you put me? Why... didn't you take me with you?"
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In Jiaocheng, the fight was going on. After repeated efforts, Wang Dongxu and Zhen Dongshu finally controlled a large amount of territory in Jiaocheng. Just as they were preparing to take over the northern territory in one fell swoop, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived.
Both of them were shocked by such an uninvited guest.
That day, Wang Dongxu and Zhen Dongshu were drinking in a tavern. In this poor place, Jiaocheng, there was no decent hotel, but there were a large number of roadside taverns like this. Because such taverns were low-cost and high-profit, it would be easy to collapse.
Don't feel bad, at worst I will look for another place to reopen.
"Dongxu, do you think that if this Jiao City is completely controlled, how much profit will there be in the future?" After more than half a year of running in, Zhen Dongshu gradually integrated into the underworld society and gradually began to become more sophisticated.
Cunning and violent.
"This place may not look bad, but the daily drug transaction volume is over 10 million, and pornography, gambling, and drugs are the specialty of this place!" Wang Dongxu peeled off a peanut, threw it into his mouth, glanced around, and said
: "If you can control them all, hum, then this place will definitely be a cornucopia!"
"Fuck, won't we be prosperous in the future?" Zhen Dongshu grinned.
In this shabby place like Jiaocheng, the underworld is very well-informed, but the closure of political information has almost reached the level of an iron wall. A few people still don't know about Xiaohu. The two of them were having a heated conversation when suddenly, a fiery red figure appeared.
In front of the two of them, he hummed: "My brother's life or death is uncertain, and you are here to talk about making a fortune. I'm really ashamed of you!"
