Most of these children have normal intelligence and convenient legs. They are well educated. Their similarities are that they are abandoned by their families since childhood, or have lost their parents for various reasons. They are adopted by Qin Huaimin, who is charitable, and give them a home.
A complete childhood, so they are also lucky.
"get out of class ended." Qin Huaimin sorted out the books on his desk. He spoke in a warm voice, and his slightly wrinkled face was filled with a warm smile.
The children also started to clean up the desktop and did not make a loud noise because they all felt that class was a process of learning knowledge, which was particularly rare and interesting, and they needed to cherish such opportunities.
The children in the welfare home were well educated by Qin Huaimin. They did not think that the get out of class was worthy of cheering, only poor students would do that.
"Dean, can we go down to play football?" A six-year-old boy came to Qin Huaimin, who was about to walk out of the classroom with a basketball in his arms, and asked him with special expectations.
Before the dean could speak, the ten-year-old Qingqing came over and said sensiblely, "Xiaozhi, didn't the dean say that he couldn't play basketball recently? That young lady just woke up this morning and was weak and needed a rest."
"But didn't she wake up? She has been in a coma for so many days. If we quarrel, she might become more awake."
The sensible Qingqing was speechless, "You..."
Qin Huaimin smiled kindly, she stroked the girl and boy's heads and said, "It's okay, go ahead, just whisper a little."
"Yeah! Thank you, Dean!" Xiao Zhi, who was young and short, made a cute face at the girl Qingqing.
Qingqing also smiled and looked at his little back with a ball.
The 9-year-old boy Zhijun passed by her and patted her on the shoulder, "Sister Qingqing, go! Let's play basketball too!"
"I'll go too!" At this time, Mino stood up and ran towards the door, "Brother Zhijun wait for me!"
The ten-year-old girl Qingqing also took steps out, and several children followed closely. After all, playing is also the nature of children.
Dean Qin built a simple basketball rack for the children, always telling them to combine work and rest, and also teaching them how to shoot correctly.
Qin Huaimin turned his eyes and saw that Yuchu, who was only five years old, was still in the classroom. The little girl walked towards him, "Dean, will I go see that young lady with you?"
She blinked her beautiful big eyes, her eyes full of expectations, and her voice was soft and cute. She was a quiet little girl and she was also very beautiful.
She was too young, only five years old, couldn't play basketball, and was afraid that her brother and sister would step on her.
Qin Huaimin took her little hand and said with a loving look on his face, "Let's go, the dean will take you to see her."
The little cutie nodded and walked out of the classroom with the dean.
They went downstairs and walked towards a room. The two stood at the door. Qin Huaimin gently knocked on the door, "Miss, is it convenient to come in? Are you sleeping?"
"Convenient..." Mo Jingyao's voice was a little weak, and she also coughed twice.
Qin Huaimin and Yu Chu smiled at each other and pushed the door gently in, and their vital signs were stable.
Mo Jingyao had gauze wrapped around her forehead. She sat on a relatively simple but clean bed, covered with a flower quilt, placed the water cup in her hand on the table, and then looked at the person coming in.
"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Qin Huaimin came to the bed and asked kindly, "I was in a coma for two days and injured my head and right leg. Although my Chinese herbal medicine is effective, it will take a certain amount of time to recover."
Yes, she just woke up and woke up half an hour ago. Qin Huaimin asked her to lie down and rest first, and then come to see her after class.