After Helping the Protagonist Escape From the Lunatic, I Was Targeted

Shen Luyang wanted to observe, but Peng Jun had already been beaten, so he strode over.

A group of adults may have never imagined that someone in this corner would dare to come up with one enemy and ten grounds, all with their backs to him.

Shen Luyang looked at the temperament of this group of people as he walked, not like a gangster.

He guessed a little, and had no intention of doing it, but kept a distance and shouted, "Peng Jun?"

The middle-aged man at the head had a scar on his face. He heard the voice and turned his head to look at him. His face was fierce, his skin was dark, and he was dressed casually and sloppily, but his eyes were quiet. The sight of him made Shen Luyang feel like he was being stared at by a wolf. .

Shen Luyang knew it, pointed to Peng Jun, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and fell to the ground in an embarrassed manner, with a smile: "Brother, this child is my younger brother, I want to ask, what's wrong with him?"

Scar then looked at him, looked up and down, and said in a very low voice, "Your brother?"

Shen Luyang admitted generously: "Yes, the child is still young and ignorant, and it is inevitable that they will collide. Please bear with me."

He shrugged his shoulders casually, and acted like a rich second-generation second-generation ancestor: "After all, nothing that money can solve is a problem, right?"

The younger brother next to the scar, the tall man who slapped Peng Jun just now, sneered when he heard this: "His mother, who can't live for a few days, borrowed 400,000 yuan from us for chemotherapy, and now it's even 800,000 yuan with interest, can you afford it? ?"

Shen Luyang narrowed his eyes.

Is this interest rolling down from Mount Everest? Peng Jun, a silly boy, has nothing to think about and ask these people to borrow money.

"You asked me for it so suddenly, and you really can't get it out," Shen Luyang asked Peng Jun before the tall man became impatient, "How did you decide when you borrowed money?"

Peng Jun covered his throat and tried to stand up several times, but failed. He leaned against the wall, his lips were pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "One tenth of a month."

"One tenth, eighty thousand," Shen Luyang took out his mobile phone, "Did you bring the contract?"

The tall man still wanted to talk, but was stopped by Scar: "Do you want to pay it back for him?"

"Pay back one month first, give me some time for the rest, I don't have so much cash in hand," Shen Luyang said indifferently as he walked through the crowd, walked to Peng Jun, helped him to check it carefully, and then Said to Scar: "I have something to do in the future. The child still has to study. It's hard to explain if the hand is injured."

Peng Jun was guarded by Shen Luyang, his eyes were red, his head was lowered, and his fists were clenched tightly.

After paying back 80,000 yuan and receiving the receipt, Scar's younger brother had to leave Shen Luyang's phone before leaving, and the matter was temporarily subsided.

There is another reason why Peng Jun is so powerless to resist. He has a fever and his breath is hot.

Helping someone out of the alley, Shen Luyang asked him, "Where is the nearest clinic? I'm not familiar with this area."

Peng Jun's jaw line was tensed, and the boy's outline was not long before he could not straighten up. He lowered his eyes, tried to keep calm, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

Shen Luyang looked at him: "why why?"

Peng Jun didn't look at him: "...why, help me."

Shen Luyang didn't think about it that much, and said casually, "Because I'm rich, because you're my student, and because you look at me, I like it. Are so many reasons enough?"

Peng Jun turned his head away and didn't look at him.

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Take the blame."

Shen Luyang raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

I found an aunt and asked about the clinic that was open during the recent National Day. Shen Luyang drove Peng Jun there.

If it wasn't for a hidden roast duck restaurant, Shen Luyang wouldn't know that there was such a remote place in Lanjiang City, which looked similar to those black clinics he went to more than ten years ago when he was a child.

The clinic is hidden in a busy alley. Outside the door is a small wooden board painted with white paint. The word "Clinic" is written in red paint. road.

It doesn't look like it can cure people.

Standing at the door, Shen Luyang hesitated: "How about we change families?"

Peng Jun glanced at the door of the clinic impatiently: "I can't walk anymore."

"That's fine." Shen Luyang helped him in.

The yard was fairly clean and tidy. Several pots of thorn plums were planted at the entrance. The temperature dropped for several days, and the red flowers were still blooming.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and Shen Luyang was smeared with the heat as soon as he entered the door. After making a move, a white-haired grandmother who looked over sixty years old walked out of the back room.

Shen Luyang pointed to Peng Jun and smiled gently: "Doctor, my brother is injured, can you bandage it? He also has a fever."

The doctor put on his glasses, first briefly treated Peng Jun's wound, took his temperature, and finally said, "Hang on a drip."

Shen Luyang pressed Peng Jun's shoulder, ignoring his advice, and nodded: "Okay, hang up."

The temperature has dropped recently, and the ward was full. The two of them were placed in a small cubicle, which should normally be the place for the doctor to rest. Now there are only two of them, teachers and students.

Shen Luyang touched his forehead, but it was still hot: "Are you hungry? Buy something to eat when you come. What do you want to eat, I'll see if I can order takeout."

Peng Jun kept tilting his head and sniffing: "I'm not hungry."

Shen Luyang saw his duplicity, used the software to locate it, ordered two bowls of wontons, put down the phone, and said in a small talk, "Why do you owe so much money?"

Peng Jun knew that he would definitely ask, so he thought about whether to say it all the way, and only now did he make up his mind.

He pursed his lips and said in a pale and simple tone: "My mother is ill and needs chemotherapy every week. The medical bills are too high. My father listened to the relatives and asked them for a loan. At the beginning, the loan was 10,000, 20,000 with interest. It was very low, but later, when my dad started borrowing more, the interest suddenly doubled."

Shen Luyang guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and ten out of ten such irregular loans were scams.

"My dad can't pay, and my mom needs chemotherapy, so I can only continue to borrow... In January this year, my dad suffered a cerebral hemorrhage... He's gone, and they came to me if they couldn't get the money."

"Mr. Shen," Peng Jun suddenly raised his head and looked at him with red eyes, with the stubbornness of a young man, "I will pay you back, ignore them, they are a bunch of vampires."

Shen Luyang laughed and rubbed his head: "You really have to pay it back, and I didn't say you won't pay it back. They are vampires and they can't **** me here."

That's how the world **** up.

The fragmented money that can squeeze a family is just a car that Shen Luyang bought casually, and even if he buys it, it will not have any substantial impact on him.

At most, Father Shen was angry, beaten and scolded, and then nothing happened.

Peng Jun frowned: "...you don't need to do this."

Shen Luyang moved his legs to make room for himself, leaned back against the wall, yawned, and asked lazily, "What is necessary? You need help, I just happened to see it, and I still have the ability. , I'll help you, isn't it good?"

Peng Jun was silent for a long time, and suddenly remembered something he heard from Li Shenyu that day. He subconsciously said, "Are you a dedicated personality?"

Shen Luyang was stunned for a moment, and became interested: "Yo, you know a lot, can you explain it to the teacher?"

Peng Jun didn't remember so many messes, but only remembered the impressive ones. He looked at Shen Luyang and said, "Put yourself in the last place, and help others to be happy. In order to please others, there is no bottom line, and you can beat, scold, work hard and complain..."

Shen Luyang listened to the music and interrupted him: "First of all, I never put myself last, I can indeed be happy by helping others, but if someone beats me and scolds me, I also help him... Isn't this a brain disease? ?"

He paused, suddenly approached, looked into Peng Jun's eyes and asked, "Do you want to fight with me?"

Before waiting for Peng Jun to speak, he said again hesitantly, "Isn't it okay? You were no match for me when your limbs were healthy. Now we are fighting. Isn't that blood abuse? I am a teacher of the people."

Peng Jun: "…"

He was sure that Shen Luyang was no longer a dedicated personality.

There is nothing more irritating than his words! Please a few!

Shen Luyang lay back again, flipping through the phone to look at the takeaway page.

Peng Jun's question actually has some truth. In his previous life, he was often said, "Are you stupid, and what good does it do for you to help others?".

In fact, Shen Luyang didn't quite understand it. There was no benefit and no harm, so why couldn't it be done.

From the orphanage to the university, whenever someone needs help, Shen Luyang will extend his hand if he can help.

Of course, if the other party doesn't know the good or the bad, Shen Luyang doesn't have a problem, he has to rush to help.

People around him often jokingly call him a "living Buddha", saying that he is a rare and naturally good person.

Indeed, Shen Luyang is naturally more willing to help others than others, more willing to take responsibility, and more willing to accept contributions that may not be rewarded. joy.

This kind of personality is fundamentally different from the dedicated personality described by Peng Jun.

"Mr. Shen." Peng Jun suddenly called him.

"Huh?" Shen Luyang sat up, "Want to go to the toilet?"

"No," Peng Jun took out his mobile phone and said in a business-like manner, "Li Ziqi, I owe you money."

Shen Luyang didn't refuse: "I will ask a lawyer to come to you one day, and I will settle the rest of the money first."

Peng Jun is used to the hard life, 800,000 is an astronomical figure for him, and he asks worriedly, "Do you really have that much money?"

Shen Luyang's cell phone suddenly rang, and the takeaway brother's clear "Shen Dashan's takeaway has arrived!" sounded outside.

Shen Luyang stood up and waved his hand as he walked out: "Small meaning, the money of our great benevolent people is outside the body."

Peng Jun: "…"

Why did he feel a strong unreliable aura?

Shen Luyang asked the doctor to borrow a small table, put it on the hospital bed, and ate wontons against Peng Jun.

In the middle of eating, Peng Jun suddenly sniffed, looked at the back of his neck and said, "The pheromones on your body are messed up."

Shen Luyang was stunned for a moment, pheromone to him was like a human being with wings suddenly - he didn't know how to fly at all.

I usually ignore the fact that he is an Alpha, let alone smell it carefully.

He ate a wonton and was a little curious: "What kind of mess?"

Peng Jun sniffed harder, and his intuition made him move back: "Like chocolate, and like wine... wine chocolate?"

Hearing the word "wine", Shen Luyang's first reaction was Xie Weihan's pheromone.

As expected of an S-class Alpha, it's been so long, and it's still on him.

"Oh," Shen Luyang said casually, "I went to the bar yesterday, classmate Peng Jun, are you a dog nose?"

Peng Jun "cut" and poked the wonton wrappers with his chopsticks: "Do you think I'm a fool, I can't tell the difference between pheromone and wine? The school doesn't stipulate that teachers should not fall in love, so what are you busy denying? "

This misunderstanding, soared all the way from the Himalayas to the Pacific Ocean.

It was rare for Shen Luyang to be in chaos for two seconds. It seems that he needs to find Dr. Fang to order some medicine to cover up pheromones, otherwise the matter between him and Xie Weihan will be revealed sooner or later.

He was straight into a steel bar and didn't worry about anything, but Teacher Xie was bent, and he would definitely not be happy if the secret was revealed by others.

At that time, if you are in a bad mood, hurt someone and commit a law or something... that would be too scary.

"What do you think a teacher is like," Shen Luyang paused, his face calm, "I don't want to show off to you if I have a girlfriend?"

Peng Jun was silent.

But this kind of fusion can't distinguish the specific taste of pheromone, what else can it be other than the intimacy of falling in love?