the next day.

On this day, something extremely lively happened.

In Xixuan District, Yanjing City, there was a big brother named Jiandong who died overnight. At the same time, when he died, there were dozens of people around him, and they were also in a very tragic state. On that day, it attracted the attention of the Public Security Bureau and the media. However, after the forensic identification, it was found that the cause of death of more than a dozen people was that their throats were cut off by a knife, and there were no extra scars on their bodies.

Finally, someone found a black card on them, with only two big red characters on it, Hidden Kill!

The moment these two words appeared, it caused a huge sensation in Yanjing City. Everyone was guessing what the word "hidden kill" meant? Perhaps it was the legendary death-induced post?

However, more often, they were worried that the next person to receive the black card would be themselves?

...

...

Early, eight o'clock.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohan was already in the hospital corridor, with a cigarette mixed with his right hand and a pocket with his left hand in his pocket. He frowned. Around him, 007 and 009 stood there without saying a word. On the other side, Kunzi and Huo Qingdong sighed helplessly and were saying something softly.

"Brother Han, the doctor has come to check this morning. A Niu's body is still very dangerous. At present, he can only rely on catching some drips to maintain the most basic moisture and nutrition."

"Well, I understand." After hearing Kunzi's words, Zhao Xiaohan nodded, took a sip of cigarettes lightly, and said in a low voice: "If it doesn't work, let A Niu return to our own hospital. At least, he will hire the best doctors and nurses. Do you still remember last year? A Gou was a foreign expert to consult, and there were no sequelae in the end?"

"Not yet." Kunzi shook his head and sighed: "Before not getting out of danger, the doctor said it's best not to move A Niu's body casually."

"Then wait a few more days." As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyelids lightly, glanced at Xiaoyun standing in front of the isolation glass, and whispered: "Last night, she didn't go back all night?"

"No." Kunzi shook her head and said, "Last night, she stood there for one night."

"Oh..." Looking at Xiaoyun standing alone in front of the glass, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly, threw away the cigarette butts in his hand, and walked towards Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun seemed not to notice Zhao Xiaohan's arrival, and was still standing there, without blinking for a moment, without any reflection, looking at Xiaoyun's haggard appearance, and sighed softly, Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "You go back and take a rest first, just leave it to us. Don't wait for A Niu's health to be better, but you are exhausted."

"I'm fine." Xiaoyun shook his head gently: "Aniu can't wake up, I can't sleep well."

Looking at Xiaoyun's persistent appearance, Zhao Xiaohan whispered: "Are you going to class today?"

"Look at my current state, how can I teach them?" Xiaoyun smiled bitterly, with a little helplessness on her face. After hearing Xiaoyun's words, Zhao Xiaohan was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said softly: "Which school, how many classes, please say hello to the school, I will serve you a class today."

"Did you agree?" When he heard this, Xiaoyun's face suddenly showed a surprised expression. Looking at Xiaoyun's surprised look, Zhao Xiaohan shrugged and smiled: "I don't agree. Do you want you to teach them in this state? However, I promise you, but you also have to agree to me with a condition."

"What conditions?" Xiaoyun looked at Zhao Xiaohan in confusion. After hearing Xiaoyun's words, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and said, "Now go back and have a rest, and come to see A Niu again in the evening. I think even if A Niu wakes up, he doesn't want to see a haggard you, right? Have a good rest and let A Niu see the most beautiful you!"

The moment she said this, Xiaoyun was stunned. After a long time, she finally nodded and said a few words: "Thank you, Xiaohan."

"No need to thank you." Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly: "Tell me the names of the school and the class."

"Experimental Middle School, Class 92, Chinese class."

"Chinese." When Zhao Xiaohan heard these words, he raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help laughing: "If it was mathematics, I guess my level was not as good as yours. You must know that when I was in school, I had handed in more than ten points in mathematics!"

"Ah?" After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Xiaoyun couldn't help but exclaimed: "Then why do you teach them?"

"Tsk tsk..." Zhao Xiaohan smiled lightly, and a finger came from deep, pointed to his temple, and said with a smile: "Teacher Xiaoyun, don't look down on the underworld. The current underworld is not an era of fighting and killing. Now, it depends on your brain!"

After the words came to the door, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and left, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around, glanced at Xiaoyun gently, and chuckled and said, "Don't forget to promise me, go back and have a good rest. Today, I will have a class, and tomorrow, I will leave it to yourself."

After saying this, Zhao Xiaohan smiled and turned around and walked out of the hospital. However, after walking out of the hospital, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, replaced by helplessness and bitterness. Is it easy to get out these days? Not only can you be a chairman, but you also have to be able to teach students!

"Brother Han, do you really want to teach the students?" Next to him, the voice of 007 rang quietly, but no matter how you hear it, there was a tone of gloating. Turning his head, sure enough, 007's face was full of laughter, and he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh.

"Can it be fake?" Zhao Xiaohan turned his head and looked at him angrily. Then, when he saw 009, he looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he finally couldn't help but speak: "You two, just laugh if you want to laugh, don't hold it in your mouth..."

"Brother Han, are we going to school with you?" Behind him, the 007 voice rang again. When he heard the 007 sound, Zhao Xiaohan's brow frowned suddenly. He turned his head, looked at it seriously, and coughed: "Please respect my profession. From now on, please call me Teacher Zhao..."

"Zhao, Teacher Zhao?"
Chapter completed!