Jiang Zhongye is not a cruel and harsh person. He has never given such a cruel punishment for more than ten years since he became a head teacher. Even though he took the big shot last time to get Jiang Lingchang to remember, Jiang Zhongye secretly felt distressed for a long time.

Under Dr. Jin's explanation, Jiang Zhongye opened the gauze again and checked Qiao Saner's wounds, and then confirmed that Qiao Saner had escaped.

When I opened the gauze, without Dr. Jin's instructions, Jiang Zhongye could see that Du He's flying knife was not much, it was stuck between the two tendons and veins on his wrist. It was a little bit more and more, and when it touched the tendons and veins, Qiao Saner would never even want to pick up the chopsticks in her life.

Although he was injured, it was not a big deal. After he recovered from the pain, he could still do something to support himself. This was a good result that Jiang Zhongye, who was quite burdened, secretly praised him for his luck.

In Jiang Zhongye's opinion, no matter how guilty a young man in his twenties cannot be allowed to live a life worse than death if he lives for half his life. But the rules are there. The one who usually talks about the class rules is that he, the head teacher, has to do things according to the rules, and he must be the first person to follow the rules.

And except for all reasons, everyone knows in their hearts that the real culprit is not Qiao Saner, he is just an unlucky scapegoat.

No one knew that when Qiao Saner retorted when he opened the incense hall in the middle of the river and was left with only Qiao Saner in the house.

In the fear of death, Qiao Saner burst into tears and called out Zhang Afa, including Zhang Afa who was scattered, occupied public funds, and framed Du He. Qiao Saner told Jiang Zhongye without reservation.

But Jiang Zhongye finally chose to protect the overall situation because he did not find anything that Qiao Saner framed in Du He's room.

It was also at that time that Qiao Saner was truly desperate.

But whether it is for fairness or majesty, Jiang Zhongye finally had to choose Zhang Afa and give up Qiao Saner.

As the headmaster, Jiang Zhongye, after a few short considerations, only by choosing to protect Zhang Afa could he support Lian Kui Ban, who was leaking everywhere. If the cancer was removed in anger, the entire team might disperse due to the removal of the cancer.

This is something that Jiang Zhongye cannot accept. Liankui Ban is a signboard that has been carried out for several generations of hard work. It is guilty that it cannot be carried forward. If the team is left behind, then he will have no face to face the generations of first class masters who have passed the team to him and have high expectations.

Jiang Zhongye has already seen clearly what happened today. Qiao San'er was injured on behalf of others, and was a little wronged. Before the execution, Jiang Zhongye also hoped that there would be a way to have the best of both worlds. Unfortunately, until Du He stood up, Jiang Zhongye did not expect that even Zhang Afa did not plead for Qiao San'er.

Jiang Zhongye was put in the seat of the headmaster, and he could not imagine that he had to open a fragrant hall and agreed to Du He's request.

No one expected that Du He would let Qiao Saner go.

In other words, such Du He is the original Du He. He has clear love and hate, one code is one code, and he does not take his anger and is not afraid to say the style of a general, but he has a prototype.

I don’t know when, Jiang Zhongye, who has seen countless people, dared not easily say that he has seen through Du He.

After prescribing the prescription, Jiang Zhongye sent Dr. Jin away, and asked someone to carry Qiao Saner back to his home. He didn't stop until the third hour. Looking from Jiang Zhongye, there was still a faint light in Du He's room.

"I'm getting more and more confused about this kid."

Jiang Zhongye breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the window. His muscles slowly relaxed. When Jiang Ling saw Captain He away, Jiang Zhongye relaxed and felt very tired. He quickly fell asleep.

The lights in the headmaster's room were turned off, but nothing happened between the disciples.

Standing in groups of three or three at the door, watching Qiao Saner who was unaware of the situation, was carried out of the door. The two blood-seeking gauze on her wrist looked shocking. As the saying goes, the lips were dead and the teeth were cold. Everyone was afraid of Zhang Afa who gave up on their own people and Du He who killed him fiercely.

If you touch Zhang Afa, you will be damaged by crossing the river. If you touch Du He, you will lose your skin even if you don’t die!

After carrying Qiao San'er away, the gate was closed quietly. Zhang Afa stood in front of the door for a while before turning around, and walked towards his room with a little slight yawning.

Du He took a few steps and stood on the path that Zhang Afa must pass, looking at Zhang Afa coldly.

"Zhang Afa, does it have a very strange feeling?"

Zhang Afa looked at Du He with a expressionless face.

Du He seemed to be talking to himself, but every word he said was running towards Zhang Afa.

"Wouldn't you be afraid when you sleep at night if you let someone who believes in you die for you?"

If Zhang Afa had not heard of it, he passed by Du He, and his steps were still steady, but his shoulders seemed to shrink a little.

Du He also returned to his house as if nothing had happened.

It doesn't matter how others think that he doesn't care. It's even if Qiao Saner hates him to take revenge on him. Du He is confident that he can handle these things well and does not need to rely on other people's identification to live. Just be worthy of his original intention.

However, Zhang Afa has aroused Du He's cruelty. Du He is willing to be kind to others, but Britain's education also tells Du He that you still have a hunting rifle to deal with the enemies who break into the house.

When he first entered the room, Du He's face was still a little cold, but as soon as he entered the room, the heat came to his face. When he saw Nan Feng's expectant little face, Du He laughed if he didn't.

Nanfeng was working hard to put a porcelain jar on the stove on the table. Before the lid was lifted, the smell of sweet soup had already spread throughout the room.

"The prince is back, the soup is just right, it's time to drink it."

Nanfeng wiped the sweat beads on his head, not mentioning the grievances he suffered in the afternoon, but instead held a soup bowl in anticipation and looked at Du He.

Du He touched Nanfeng's head, took the soup bowl, and first served Nanfeng a bowl of sweet soup.

"Sorry, my brother didn't avenge Nanfeng today, so he asked Zhang Afa to escape."

Du He sat next to Nanfeng with guilt.

Nan Feng nodded, shook his head again, and said sensiblely: "Zhang Afa is too bad. It's not the prince's fault, he will be punished."

Nanfeng vaguely remembered that her biological mother said that she was born after being retribution. In Nanfeng's opinion, saying that others would suffer retribution was the biggest and most ruthless curse.

Du He said "yes", and helped Nanfeng blow sweet soup, almost saying to himself, "He will be retribution, soon."

But Nanfeng heard it, raised his head and looked directly at Du He, asking expectantly: "How fast is it?"

Du He smiled, but did not answer Nanfeng's question, but asked Nanfeng with a new question, "Nanfeng, do you know why the headmaster didn't ask someone to pack the box immediately?"
Chapter completed!