"Yuan Zhuan, if you're going to do something heroic, shouldn't you at least clean up your mess? Otherwise, your act of heroism might bring disaster to others." Wei Ding blocked the school gate early in the morning, threw out this sentence, and then swaggered in with his friends.
Yuan Zhuan: ...
In the southwest corner of the backyard of Beiyu Elementary School, there is an artificial hill. The area behind the hill is called the Dark Corner by the students because it blocks the view from every window. It is shady and spacious, and has always been a secret haven for bullies and a perfect place for older students to smoke and fight.
Behind the artificial hill, the boy was kneeling on the ground, covered in cold sweat. The excruciating pain in his abdomen caused the veins on his fair forehead to bulge.
"Potatoes and sparrows, no matter how shiny their appearance, can never change the fact that they are sparrows. I'll give you three more days to have your mother move out of my house, otherwise I'll change your brother's job location, and you two brothers will never be able to get together again in this lifetime."
Tu Du raised his head, his eyes cold yet chilling. "Fu Mingle, if you dare touch my brother, I'll touch you." The blunt statement stunned Fu Mingle. "What did you say?" How ridiculous! It was as ridiculous as an ant telling an elephant that it would bite it to death.
"Ming Le, this potato says it's going to beat you to death, hahaha... hahaha... so funny, hahaha..."
"Hahaha...this is so funny..."
The three boys with Fu Mingle were laughing so hard their stomachs hurt, pointing at Tu Du as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Only Fu Mingle, after realizing what was happening, sprang up and kicked Tu Du in the back. This time, Tu Du suddenly turned around, grabbed Fu Mingle's foot tightly, pulled and pressed, and a cracking sound was heard, accompanied by a howl, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
When Yuan Zhuan found the legendary secret world, what he saw was Fu Mingle clutching his leg and howling in pain, while three other boys surrounded the boy and kicked him repeatedly.
The surge of anger made Yuan Zhuan take a deep breath, grit his teeth, rush forward, pull the three teenagers apart, and slam them to the ground, where they cried out in pain and cursed.
"Are you all crazy?! This is a school!!" School bullying is an inescapable fate for every school, and Beiyu Elementary School is no exception.
Yuan Zhuan stepped forward to check on the boy on the ground. He was holding his head with his hands, the backs of his hands were bruised, the corners of his eyes were swollen and bruised, and his lips were cracked and bleeding. He was unconscious. The messy footprints on his body were unsettling. Yuan Zhuan did not dare to delay, picked up the boy on his back, and rushed out.
Perhaps it was because Yuan Zhuan appeared and moved too suddenly that he was carried away. "What are you standing there for? Take me to the hospital! It hurts so much! That bastard Tu Du, I'm going to kill him! He won't be able to live peacefully at school!!" Fu Mingle gritted his teeth and roared until the veins in his neck bulged, both in pain and angry.
The person was rushed into the emergency room, and Yuan Zhuan completed the hospitalization procedures, his tightly furrowed brows never relaxing.
If Fu Mingle isn't dealt with completely, Tu Du will still be beaten up, and he might not even be able to continue his studies. She just saw Fu Mingle hugging his leg, so he's probably injured.
He wanted to contact someone, but he didn't have a cell phone. Yuan Zhuan sat outside the emergency room, feeling unusually agitated.
These days, mobile phones are available, so she needs to get one.
"Hey, were you the one who brought the male student here just now?" About half an hour later, the doctor opened the emergency room door.
"Yes, doctor, how is my classmate?" Yuan Zhuan stood up to greet him.
"It's nothing serious, just a mild concussion and four broken ribs, the rest are just superficial contusions. Were you beaten? Did you tell your teacher? It's Beiyu Elementary School, right? I'll contact your principal." As luck would have it, the attending physician knew the principal.
Yuan Zhuan neither stopped him nor wanted to.
This matter must be brought to the attention of those above. This reckless young man has no sense of proportion and his actions have no limits; he might actually cause someone's death.
When Tu Du was wheeled out, he was already awake, his eyes half-closed, seemingly lost in thought, until he saw Yuan Zhuan.
"Tudu, how are you? Does it hurt?"
The boy stared straight at her, his gaze filled with doubt and a hint of unreadable emotion. After a long while, he uttered a single word, "It hurts."
Yuan Zhuan frowned and followed the nurse into the ward with Tu Du.
The nurse adjusted the IV drip, gave some instructions, and left, leaving Yuan Zhuan and Tu Du looking at each other awkwardly.
Do you have a telephone at home?
"No. Nobody's home, it's just me."
Yuan Zhuan: ...
As for her mother, she felt there was no need to ask. The culprit was Fu Mingle's family.
"You broke four ribs, you knew that, right?"
"Okay, I'm fine. You can go back to class. I'll give you the money for the hospital stay when I get out; it's all in my bag. There's something I might need your help with. I have a childhood friend in Class 2, Su Hao. Could you have him bring me some money and a change of clothes, and also ask me to take a day off?" The boy leaned against the headboard, speaking calmly and methodically.
Yuan Zhuan replied with an "okay," turned to leave, and just as his hand touched the doorknob, the boy's voice came, "Yuan Zhuan, thank you. And thank you for last time."
Yuan Zhuan smiled and turned his head. The boy's gaze was directed out the window, but his bright red right ear betrayed his emotions.
"I'm still quite shy," Yuan Zhuan thought, and opened the door to go out.
A broken rib requires rest, and as a classmate, there's not much she can do.
"Nurse, could you please pass this meal to my classmate? I have to go back to school. He's in bed 203." It was midday, and everyone was eating. It was obvious that he hadn't eaten since he'd been taken away and beaten at this hour. So, Yuan Zhuan bought him some food. As for dinner, his childhood friend could probably bring it to him.
As Tu Du held the dumplings the nurse brought him, he looked at the closed ward door. Suddenly, tears streamed down his face without warning, wetting his curled eyelashes and falling onto his pale skin. The handsome young man looked vulnerable, with a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment in his expression.
Why do people who have barely spoken to each other become so nosy?
The meddlesome Yuan Zhuan was standing in the principal's office, along with Fu Mingle's parents, the three boys who had fought with Fu Mingle, and the principal.
“Principal, I’ve seen them beating Tu Du along with Fu Mingle more than once. This kind of behavior that harms a student’s physical and mental health is a despicable act of bullying. Now Tu Du is hospitalized. He has no family. I’ve gotten involved in this, so I’ll just stand by and testify. They’ve gone too far!” Because of Yuan Zhuan’s words, Fu Mingle’s biological father, Fu Jiu, appeared in the office. The reason he wasn’t the secretary this time was because Fu Mingle’s right leg was broken in the middle, and it was because he was beaten by his classmates. He was so angry that he didn’t even attend the meeting and drove over.
“Young man, my son would never bully anyone, he's incredibly honest! But that Tu Du you mentioned, he broke my son's leg, I'm not letting him off the hook!!”
"Serves you right for bringing this on yourself!" Yuan Zhuan sneered, throwing out a sentence that made Fu Jiu almost fall over in anger.
"You...you..."
“Uncle Fu, Tu Du is Aunt Qin’s youngest son.” Zhong Su’s words were like a bucket of cold water being poured over Fu Jiu, and his anger instantly subsided.
Qin Zhiwei, the wife he's preparing to marry.
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