The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

In Luo Ci's third year of junior high school, she suddenly turned pale during class, and passed out clutching her heartache.

In the end, he was sent directly to the hospital.

Luo's father and Luo's mother pushed aside the work in their hands and hurried to the hospital, even Yun's father and Yun's mother rushed over.

The final result made them somewhat unacceptable.

Acquired heart disease, the cause is unknown, but it is said to have developed in the last two years.

Almost without any warning, it has already taken shape.

The doctor shook his head and handed Luo's father the diagnosis sheet. "Maybe life expectancy will be more than ten years shorter than the average person. If you take good care of yourself and don't be stimulated, you can still improve slowly. But in the future, those sports events will almost miss your love."

Mother Luo's eyes widened in disbelief, she couldn't accept such a diagnosis at all. How could you suddenly have a heart attack when you've always been healthy?

Luo's father embraced his wife's shoulders, took the diagnosis sheet, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, doctor."

He was also in a bad mood, but he still maintained his mood and tried to comfort his wife.

Everyone wants their children to be healthy and healthy, but in the end they encounter this kind of thing, especially considering that the doctor specifically ordered them not to do strenuous exercise, any sudden acceleration of the heartbeat caused by any exercise may cause illness.

It even affects the life of porcelain.

Mother Yun was also very uncomfortable, and only after listening to the doctor's words did she remember that she should tell her son.

Although her son's emotions would definitely be affected if he knew about it, Yun Li had the right to know.

She can't hide it from him on the grounds that it affects her son's academic performance.

City No. 1 Middle School does not allow mobile phones, and many people secretly carry them to play at night.

Yun Li's mobile phone is usually silent, and he rarely plays it during the day, but occasionally he will contact Luo Ci in a place where no one is looking for after class.

He was taking something out of his schoolbag at the moment, when he saw the signal light on the upper left corner of the phone turn on.

She raised her delicate eyebrows, and opened the mobile phone interface directly in her schoolbag, her long and narrow dark eyes were still a little doting.

He thought it was Xiao Qingmei who sent the message.

But after seeing the content, his face became more and more ugly. His slender fingers clenched the phone tightly, and he directly picked up the phone and rushed out of the classroom.

The god of learning, who was always sloppy and indifferent in front of his classmates, now showed a gloomy eagerness they had never seen before, and even left the classroom clutching his mobile phone.

Obviously it's almost time for class.

Yun Li went directly to the office of the second year of high school, planning to take three days off.

After all, it is a closed school, people inside cannot get out, and people outside cannot enter. If you don't have a leave note, you can only climb over the wall.

The homeroom teacher is a nearly thirty-year-old male teacher. He always likes to make some suggestions, but his speaking power is very low. Moreover, he looks at problems one-sidedly and only judges based on what he sees.

After hearing the intention, the homeroom teacher did not immediately refuse, but said slowly, "The entrance exam is coming up the day after tomorrow. I suggest you don't take so much leave."

Yun Li frowned, his eyes became colder, and his attitude was always firm.

I don't know if it's the grade leader or a more authoritative teacher on the side, with a disapproving tone, "Is she your relative? Is she seriously ill? Just to visit and give up the entrance exam, do you know that this entrance exam Is it related to subsequent self-enrollment or even recommended opportunities?"

Yun Li's expression was so cold that he almost lost his patience and said coldly, "I want to ask for leave."

He is only a seventeen-year-old boy, but he already has an aura that cannot be ignored. His black eyes are cold and compelling, and his whole body exudes the aura of a superior person.