Chapter 223 (1/2)

When one student opened his mouth, the others were no longer polite. Almost everyone asked for another cup. Only Muzi could not drink too cold because of his bad stomach. So he just sipped it. So when the students finished the second cup, he didn't even finish the first cup.

When Muzi saw that all the students had put down the cup, he also quickly put down the cup in his hand and got up to say goodbye to the dean and teachers.

”President Liu, teachers, we really don't bother you. You're going to have a rest, too. It's time for us to leave. ” Muzi said to the teachers in front of him, and the students around him also told them to say goodbye, ”teacher, we really go!”

This time, the teachers did not retain them, they quietly looked at them, the smile on the face slowly from and fickle strange up.

Saw the dean and teachers collective face change, Muzi and they were scared by this scene, but also did not say anything, after saying hello, the party walked out toward the door.

However, when they came to the door of the office, they found that their consciousness was gradually blurred. Finally, they all fainted in the dark.

Muzi was the last one to faint. When he saw the students around him fall down one by one, he looked back at the teachers in the office with unbelievable eyes and asked hard: ”why?”

”Oh, little plum can! Not dizzy yet? ” A female teacher came to Muzi and looked at him and said.

Another teacher picked up muziyou's teacup and saw that there was still a small half cup of herbal tea in the cup. He said, ”the boy didn't drink much. Alas, he suffered a lot in a short time. It's a pity.”

Muzi didn't understand what they meant, but with his situation, it was very difficult for him to ask questions again. His final consciousness was that the female teacher came to him and looked down at his scene.

Muzi was still asking why in his final consciousness, but no one could answer for him.

When Muzi had consciousness again, he did not know how long it was. He opened his eyes and saw the gray ceiling at the first sight.

He tried to prop up his body, but found that he couldn't move at all. At this time, he heard a voice coming from a distance. A man's voice did not know who to say: ”these people's physique is too poor, the color of these organs is not healthy, and I don't know whether it can be sold at a good price.”

Then another voice replied, ”don't pick any more. It was delivered to the door for nothing. I originally planned to sell the children's utensils here and then ran away. Who could have thought that someone could come today?”

When Muzi heard this again, he felt his hair all over his body exploded. Even if his brain was not clear, he knew what those people were doing now!

Organ trading! It was an underground transaction of organ trading under the banner of orphanage!

Muzi thought of those lovely children and his classmates. He lay in the cold bed full of despair.

”Oh, what a pity. These college students are really kind-hearted! Especially muziyou, who always comes to help us. ” A voice came up again.