I met this rich second generation who drove a Mercedes-Benz S35o1 at that cocktail party, and my cousin also talked to me. He was very rich and he also had a second generation girlfriend. The combination of official and business is a classic model for family exhibitions.

I was dancing with my cousin that day at the cocktail party, but I knew that this rich second generation might not know me because when I was dancing with my cousin, he had already left his girlfriend. In fact, since that cocktail party, I knew that my cousin’s identity was not as simple as I imagined. In that high-end occasion, everyone acted very respectful to my cousin, which could illustrate some problems.

When my class teacher and I walked to the door, the rich second generation got out of the car. When I saw the class teacher, I shouted: Qingqing.

The voice was quite intimate, and I felt a little unhappy after hearing this. No one recognized me as a rich second generation. But after a gentle glance, he looked at the head teacher. The head teacher waved to me and asked me to get in the car. Then the head teacher sat in the co-pilot and I sat in the back seat. Along the way, the head teacher chatted with the rich second generation.

I don’t know what’s going on, but listening to their intimate chat, I really want to be angry. Looking at the back of the head teacher, I cursed in my heart. This guy is so happy to be a mistress.

Along the way, I didn't say anything, just listened to the two of them talking.

However, I also got some information from their chat. The first is that the rich second generation was to be upgraded from executive vice president to general manager. The head teacher seemed very happy after hearing this and said a lot of congratulations. The second information is that the rich second generation's name seems to be Baiyun.

Then they talked about the car getting in. Baiyun asked the head teacher what car he liked and said that the head teacher had a hot look. He said that she liked Maserati, Baiyun smiled and said that she didn't say anything.

Seeing this, I felt secretly happy. When I looked at the head teacher, I cursed: I thought that Maserati is not cheap. If you like it, they won’t buy it for you. You are not someone else’s real girlfriend. You are just a mistress. It would be good if you can buy you an Audi A41 or a Beetle. I still fantasize about Maserati, dream about you.

When I scolded this in my heart, I felt much more happy, and the depression in my heart seemed to be released.

After we were sent to the First People's Hospital, the head teacher said he wanted to take me infusion and said he would take a taxi back to school later, so he asked the rich second generation to leave. Later, the head teacher took me directly to the hospitalization building and went to the general surgery department on the seventh floor. She greeted the general surgery department in advance. When we arrived at the nurse station, the general surgery department director came out of the doctor's office. The general surgery department director was a middle-aged man in his forties. After saying hello to the head teacher, he asked me to sit down and show my arms.

After taking off the gauze and looking at it, he said that the wound was indeed torn, but it was nothing serious. He changed the medicine again and gave me some fluid. He paid attention to it after returning to school and did not do any strenuous exercise, and it would not take long to recover.

After changing the medicine for me, the department director ordered the nurse to take it to the ward for infusion.

Then the head teacher stayed by me to watch me infusion, and kept me at the same time. She told me to study hard and talked about the division of liberal arts and science. He said that I was poor in mathematics and English, and I was relatively strong in science, so I should choose science.

Actually, if she doesn't say that to me, I will choose science, because I need to memorize too much in liberal arts. I hate memorization and only choose science.

I just had infusion now, so I became anxious to pee.

I originally wanted to hold it in, but after dinner, I drank a lot of warm water when I took the medicine, but I had never urinated. Now I have injected so much fluid into it. If I hold it in, I can't hold it in anymore, so I told the head teacher that I want to pee.

The head teacher said oh, then stood up and held the bottle for me, and then took me into the bathroom.

What I was cheating was that after entering the bathroom, I found the hook that hung the bottle in the bathroom, which was broken. My class teacher and I searched in the bathroom for a while, but we couldn't find the place to hang the bottle.

At this time, the head teacher looked at me and said, "Just carry me on my back, I won't look at you."

I was quite depressed when I heard the head teacher say this, but there was no way. There was no hook, so I could only let the head teacher stand aside and carry the bottle. I went to untie the pants with the hand without the needle. I was wearing jeans, and I didn't know what was going on. Today, the zipper seemed to be stuck and I couldn't pull it down no matter how hard I pulled it. The other hand poked the needle and couldn't force it. I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do. The head teacher didn't hear the sound of water for a long time, so he asked me what was wrong. As she asked, she turned her face.

Maybe she saw my face turned red, so she guessed it and asked if she couldn't untie her pants with one hand. I nodded and my face turned red.

The head teacher glanced at me, handed me the bottle and asked me to carry it for her.

I was stunned and helped her hold it with conditioned reflexes. Then I saw the head teacher squatting down at me. At this moment, my heart suddenly jumped up. Even if I was stupid, I understood that the head teacher was going to help me untie my pants.

The head teacher glanced at me with a zipper, frowned and said it was stuck, and then she helped me with both hands.

The head teacher is so sexy and beautiful, a woman squats beside me, and I keep watching so condescendingly, my mind is messed up.

The head teacher was explaining to me, but she couldn't feel my reaction. She raised the vixen face and glared at me hard. This guy embarrassed me and didn't dare to look at her, but I still couldn't help but look at her with the light. I cursed in my heart, and my face didn't even blush. I must have seen it for too long, and it was indeed open.

The head teacher fiddled for a while, and the zipper was finally untied.

The head teacher stood up and took the bottle from my hand, glared at me and said to the battle.

The next reason may be that the head teacher is standing next to me. I can’t pee for a long time. I believe everyone has had this feeling. When you are too nervous, no matter how urgent you are, you can’t pee.

I was so anxious that I almost cried. The head teacher couldn't hear the sound of water for a long time and turned around and wanted to scold me. Before she could speak, I quickly explained: Teacher Jiang, I can't pee, stand beside me.

The head teacher glared at me and said, "I didn't look at you again, why are you shy?"
Chapter completed!