Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 15 Her Guardian

In the hospital, in the corridor outside the emergency room.

Mu Tingchen's face was gloomy, and the cold aura emanating from his body made people dare not approach him.

The principal was trembling at the side. He never expected that there would be accidents when Mo Tingchen came to school twice in a row: "Mr. Mu... It was really just an accident. I am investigating the perpetrator, and I will definitely give you an explanation!"

Mo Tingchen only let out a cold snort in response, and the headmaster was terrified all over, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

After a while, a few bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses rushed over: "Master, I found out that the assailant is a fool with limited intelligence. He is 21 years old and is the son of an aunt in the canteen of Nanjing University. He works as a handyman in the canteen on weekdays." , Today's behavior is completely nonsensical, and I don't know anything when I ask him. Due to his own reasons, it is unlikely that he will be sent to prison. "

"Then send it to a mental hospital! A person with an abnormal brain is still aggressive, stay in school and continue to harm people?!" Mark Tingchen almost growled, and his cold voice echoed in the corridor. tone.

"Yes!" The bodyguard replied and left in a hurry.

The headmaster hesitated to speak, looking embarrassed.

Mo Tingchen looked at him with a sneer in his eyes: "What? Are you not satisfied with my decision-making principal?"

The principal hurriedly said: "No, no... just... the idiot is a bit stupid, but he has nothing to do with mental illness... He is very honest on weekdays, but today I don't know what kind of madness it is. A place like a mental hospital, a person Normal people will go crazy when they enter, let alone a fool..."

Mark Tingchen snorted coldly: "Then you go in!"

Cold sweat overflowed on the headmaster's forehead: "No, no, no, you handled it right, everything is done according to your wishes..."

He never expected that Mo Tingchen, who has always been the most kind and gentle to others, would have such a terrifying side. To blame, he could only blame that fool for his own bad luck. Who made him go crazy?

I don't know how long it took before the door of the emergency room finally opened, and the doctor who came out was the same doctor who took over Wen Yan's fainting last time, and he went straight to Mark Tingchen: "Last time, I said that the patient was not in good health, this time he lost blood. If there is too much anemia, the anemia must be more serious. You must make up for it later. The wound is a little deep. Although it has been sutured, scars are inevitable. The patient is out of danger now and can be transferred to the general ward. You can leave the hospital in a few days."

Mo Tingchen's tense body relaxed a little bit imperceptibly, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "Thank you."

The principal saw some clues. Even if Wen Yan was injured because of Mark Tingchen, Mark Tingchen wouldn't care about every detail, right?Thinking back to the last time, I always feel that the relationship between them is unusual.

He tentatively asked, "Mr. Mu, why don't I find a way to contact Wen Yan's parents first? It's not good to trouble you all the time, this is the school's responsibility."

Mark Tingchen didn't say a word, and when Wen Yan was pushed out by the nurse, he followed him to the ward.

The principal made a phone call back to school in the corridor: "Help me look up the contact information of Wen Yan's parents in the freshman art department... Yes... what? No? Okay, let's do this first."

"Mr. Mu, Wen Yan seems to have never reported the guardian's contact information to the school. I heard that she has no parents, and probably no other relatives. In this way, all the expenses of her hospitalization will be borne by the school. Mr. Mu, what do you do?" If it's good enough, I won't bother you." The principal stood at the door of the ward and said cautiously.

Mark Tingchen was silent for a few seconds, then he said, "Fill me in."

The principal didn't respond: "What?"

"The contact information of her guardian, fill in mine."

Mark Tingchen said calmly, completely ignoring the principal who had petrified at the door...

(End of this chapter)