Chapter 326: Three hundred twenty-five, decision Chapter 326: Three hundred twenty-five, decision Lin Xiu turned around, no longer wanting to see Gu XueMin. This ti, she was truly heartbroken!
Chen ngyu looked at Lin Xiu sympathetically and turned to one of the policen escorting Gu XueMin, “Officer, let explain what happened.”
After listening to Chen ngyu’s account, the two policen nodded, “We will take him in for now, and if there is anything unclear, we will give you a call.”
“Okay!” Chen ngyu nodded in agreent.
Watching the police take Gu XueMin away, Chen ngyu helped Lin Xiu to the side and they sat down.
“I’m okay,” Lin Xiu shook her head. “This ti, I should really thank Song Yan Ning, if it wasn’t for her injection, I might already be dead.” Gu XueMin had gone completely mad; she knew that if it had been a few minutes later, she wouldn’t have made it.
“Mm.” Chen ngyu nodding in agreent.
“I want to pay for Song Yan Ning’s tuition from now on,” Lin Xiu decided. Song Yan Ning had saved her life, and it was only right for her to support her education.
“You shouldn’t worry about these things now, let’s talk about it in a few days,” Chen ngyu said as she went to pour a cup of tea for Lin Xiu.
“Mm,” Lin Xiu nodded.
Chen ngyu patted Lin Xiu’s shoulder, “I’m going to class now. If you feel unwell, take leave and go ho. Here’s my house key.”
She took out a key from her pocket and handed it to Lin Xiu. She was really worried about her.
After class, Song Yan Ning was called to the office by Lin Xiu.
“Song Yan Ning, I have sothing to tell you,” Chen ngyu put down her teacup and looked at Song Yan Ning.
Song Yan Ning nodded, waiting for Chen ngyu to continue.
“Old Lin just told that she will cover your tuition from now on. Do you agree?” ngyu knew that Song Yan Ning was a very opinionated girl.
“Mr. Chen, please thank Teacher Lin for her kindness, but I don’t lack money, I can pay my own tuition.” Song Yan Ning was sowhat speechless. If she was considered broke, then there really weren’t many wealthy people in the world.
Chen ngyu pulled out the money she had collected yesterday, “Keep this money. Teacher Lin, Teacher Wang, and I each gave five hundred, and I’ve also submitted a scholarship application for you at the principal’s office, so you don’t have to worry about your tuition.” Although Song Yan Ning repeatedly emphasized that she did not lack money, ngyu knew that she didn’t want to accept their assistance.
Song Yan Ning glanced at the money in Chen ngyu’s hand and said with a wry smile, “Mr. Chen, what can I do to convince you that I really don’t lack money?”
“I just don’t believe it.” Chen ngyu saw Song Yan Ning’s helpless expression and couldn’t help but laugh.
Annoyed, Song Yan Ning rolled her eyes, “If you don’t believe it, then so be it. Anyway, I will not accept the money. Please return it to Teacher Lin and Teacher Wang.”
Chen ngyu thought for a mont and put the money back in the drawer, “Alright, I will keep the money here for now.”
Song Yan Ning smiled and nodded, “Mr. Chen, I’m going to class.”
“Song Yan Ning, wait a mont,” Chen ngyu called out to Song Yan Ning.
Song Yan Ning stopped and looked at Chen ngyu.
“Your grandfather is a traditional dicine practitioner, is he still treating patients?” Chen ngyu asked.
“Occasionally,” Song Yan Ning replied. Not many people in Yang City knew of her grandfather’s reputation, so there weren’t many who specifically sought him for treatnt.
“Oh!” Chen ngyu nodded in understanding.
“But my grandfather frequently goes to gather herbal dicines. The herbs he collects can be sold for quite a bit of money, enough to support our living,” Song Yan Ning said, really fearing that Chen ngyu would try to give her that money again.
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