Chapter 171 Poverty (2)
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The sirens blared all the way.
The ambulance stopped in front of the hospital, the compartment opened, and An Yu was lifted out of the car by medical staff.
He was in a daze, as if he knew he was rescued, but he still held Zhu Qingchen's hand tightly, as if he was grabbing the last straw, and refused to let go.
Zhu Qingchen really couldn't spare the time, so with the medical staff's permission, he helped push the cart and followed along the way.
The county hospital is not big and there are not many patients. The situation here is urgent, and the doctors in the emergency room arranged the patients at hand and rushed over.
The teachers went to help An Yu complete the procedures and pay the fees.
A group of people were busy.
Zhu Qingchen accompanied An Yu into the emergency room, where the medical staff carefully cut open his clothes with scissors and helped clean the wound on his forehead.
When the clothes were cut open, everyone gasped.
An Yu was very thin, almost skin and bones.
The wounds on his body were bruised and blue, as if they were caused by a whip or a data cable.
The doctor examined him thoroughly and after initially confirming that he had no other injuries, he began to treat the wound on his forehead and bruises on his body.
After a simple treatment, the doctor pushed him for a more comprehensive examination to make sure there were no internal injuries that were undetected.
Zhu Qingchen accompanied him throughout the whole process.
By the time the examination was completed and An Yu was sent to a single room, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
An Yu was lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip, his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was unconscious or asleep.
But he was still very sensitive to the outside world. Whenever a nurse came in with a cart to change his medicine or IV bottle, or when a teacher or leader looked out to see what was going on inside, he could not help but frown and subconsciously curl himself up.
Zhu Qingchen sat by the bed and held his hand to prevent him from dropping the needle on the back of his hand.
In addition, Zhu Qingchen also discovered one thing. Whenever An Yu was afraid, he just said, "Hello, I am a teacher in the admissions department of Jinghua University. My last name is Zhu."
Or if someone else called him "Teacher Zhu", as long as the word "Teacher" was included, he would immediately relax his brows and calm down.
Zhu Qingchen sighed, picked up a small fan and fanned the hands of the teacher and student.
I held it for too long and started sweating.
The ward was quiet, and Zhu Qingchen's stomach suddenly growled. He quickly covered his stomach and looked up at his students.
Fortunately, he didn’t wake up.
At this time, the gray-haired principal of the county's No. 1 Middle School tiptoed in and gently patted Zhu Qingchen on the shoulder: "Teacher Zhu, you've been with me for several hours and haven't had lunch yet. Let me try. You go eat first."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen stood up and gave his seat to the old principal, "You try it."
But as soon as Zhu Qingchen made a move, An Yu frowned.
The old principal patted the back of his hand and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, it's the principal, don't be afraid."
Zhu Qingchen tried to say: "The principal is also a teacher."
So An Yu calmed down, and Zhu Qingchen took the opportunity to complete the handover with the old principal.
The old principal's hands were old and rough, and An Yu's hands were not much better, like chicken claws, thin and small, with scars and calluses on them.
But the two of them held their hands tightly together, just like An Yu held Zhu Qingchen's hand just now.
Zhu Qingchen felt relieved, said something to the old principal, and went out.
A group of teachers were still waiting outside. When they saw him come out, some handed him towels, some handed him lunch boxes.
"Thank you for your hard work, teacher. Take a rest soon."
"Let's find a place to sit down and eat first. We haven't even had lunch yet."
Zhu Qingchen wiped his face and hands with a towel, turned his head, and met the eyes of the man in a suit standing on the outskirts of the crowd.
The man also noticed that Zhu Qingchen was looking at him, so he walked up to him slowly, took out a business card and handed it to him: "Teacher Zhu, I am Bo Minghan from the Bo Group, and I am the sponsor of An Yu."
Zhu Qingchen put down the towel and took the business card: "Hello, I am Zhu Qingchen, a teacher in the admissions department of Jinghua University."
Bo Minghan smiled and said, "I know, this time it's all thanks to you."
"I don't deserve it." Zhu Qingchen reminded, "Student An Yu's condition is not very good. I think you can't visit him yet."
He was hinting to Bo Minghan that you can go back.
But Bo Minghan smiled coldly, like a poisonous snake: "I know that too. I'm guarding outside."
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen didn't say anything more to avoid alerting the enemy, and was taken to the next lounge to have lunch.
Bo Minghan watched him leave, then turned around and looked into the ward.
Zhu Qingchen sat in the lounge holding his lunch box, eating his meal in big mouthfuls.
He was starved to death.
The system encouraged him from the side: "Chenchen, you did a good job. Keep working hard and you will be able to defeat the scumbag soon."
Zhu Qingchen, however, had a worried look on his face: "What's good about it? The police only arrested Father An, and Mr. Bo is still out there, staring at my students."
"Although I have some guesses in my mind, there is no evidence at all, and his true identity has not been exposed. When the students wake up, they will probably still rely on him."
"Didn't you notice? Throughout today's farce, he has been so clean and tidy, not even a speck of dirt on him."
The system was puzzled: "Father An specifically asked Mr. Bo to come see him, otherwise he would not open the door. Doesn't this prove that they are in the same group?"
Zhu Qingchen said helplessly: "He can say that Father An asked him to come here in order to blackmail him. This doesn't mean anything at all..."
Zhu Qingchen paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "I know!"
The system asked: "Know what?"
"He came so late on purpose." Zhu Qingchen looked stunned. "He came here on purpose."
"When An's father called him and told him that a bunch of teachers were blocking his door, he had already decided to give up his plan to 'rescue the beauty' and push An's father out to protect him."
"If he arrives earlier, Father An will be so quick to speak that he will definitely give him away; but if he arrives on time, Father An will be arrested before he can say anything, and he can put all the blame on Father An."
"No matter what An's father said afterwards, no one would doubt him. After all, one is a kind-hearted philanthropic entrepreneur, and the other is a violent father who has committed many evil deeds. Everyone will believe him and sympathize with him."
The system was shocked: "According to what you said, if we didn't delay him, wouldn't that mean we fell into his trap?"
"Even if I understood this at the time, I still had to save the student." Zhu Qingchen said seriously, "There is still time, and there are many ways to expose him. I can't deliberately delay time just to expose him and let the student stay in danger."
Zhu Qingchen held the spoon and stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth to calm himself.
"That's right." The system comforted him, "At least we have a good start. Bo Minghan's plan did not succeed, and An Yu did not regard him as a savior."
"Um."
"Now you are his savior."
"No." Zhu Qingchen shook his head. "No one can be his savior. When he gets better, I will teach him."
*
Zhu Qingchen finished two lunch boxes in a row, put down his cutlery, and burped contentedly.
After resting for a while, he went to the ward to see the students.
He stood outside the door and looked inside through the glass.
The students are still sleeping. The old principal went to the toilet, and now the head teacher is accompanying him.
In addition, there are many teachers and leaders waiting outside. As long as An Yu wants, anyone can come in and shake hands with him.
Of course, Bo Minghan was also waiting outside.
Zhu Qingchen always felt that the way An Yu looked at him in the ward was too sticky and disgusting. He wanted to chase him away, but was afraid of arousing his vigilance, so he had to give up.
Soon, several policemen came over.
They said they wanted to ask briefly about what happened at that time. Considering An Yu's special situation, they would not take them back to the police station and would just ask in the hospital.
The hospital specifically gave them the lounge to use, and because they were not suspects and just required routine questioning, there was no need for one-on-one questioning.
A group of people sat on the sofa, and several policemen sat opposite them, taking notes with computers and paper and pen.
The policeman smiled and said, "You are all good people who rescued the students. This is just a routine inquiry. We want to briefly understand what happened before we arrived."
Zhu Qingchen was nominated and briefly recounted how he called An's father, discovered something was wrong, and quickly called the police.
Out of selfish motives, Zhu Qingchen spoke in detail and also mentioned that An's father had specifically requested to see Bo Minghan.
However, he spoke objectively and fairly, simply repeating what An's father said without pointing out anything else.
Even if we cannot kill the enemy with one blow now, we must lay the groundwork for future counterattacks.
None of the teachers objected and occasionally even made a few comments.
The policeman nodded as he took notes: "Okay, we have a rough idea now."
They looked at Bo Minghan again: "Mr. Bo, do you know why An Yuanyang insisted on seeing you?"
Bo Minghan looked calm: "I know, he called me during this period and extorted 100,000 yuan from me. I have been supporting An Yu, and he thought that if he caught An Yu, he could blackmail me."
He paused and added, "I came here because I received a blackmail call from him."
"That's it." The police nodded, "We understand."
"He blackmailed me before. After all, he is An Yu's biological father. I couldn't take An Yu away. In order to make An Yu live a better life, I could only keep sending him money. But I didn't expect that his appetite would grow bigger and bigger, and finally do such a thing."
The police nodded: "Okay, we will contact you if there is any follow-up information."
Just as Zhu Qingchen guessed.
Bo Minghan put all the blame on An's father.
Father An still hopes that President Bo will use his power to get him out, and will not easily give Bo Minghan away. By the time An realizes that he has been abandoned by Bo Minghan, it will be too late for him to change his testimony.
All the call records and transfer records that the police were able to find had a perfect explanation, and Bo Minghan got away with it cleanly.
Zhu Qingchen clenched his fist and asked the police: "Can I go see An Yuanyang?"
The policeman apologized, "Mr. Zhu, I'm afraid it's not possible right now. He is a key guard now."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen nodded without saying anything more.
Even if he went to see An's father, An's father would not believe him. A scheming person like Bo Minghan would definitely not leave any evidence with An's father.
I guess it's useless even if I meet him.
Zhu Qingchen couldn't show any anxiety, so he could only stand up with other teachers and send the police away.
Bo Minghan stood beside him and asked casually, "Teacher Zhu wants to see him?"
Zhu Qingchen smiled, then distanced himself from him calmly, appearing flawless: "I just want to beat him up."
"Yes." Bo Minghan smiled and nodded, "Teacher Zhu is a good teacher."
*
As it was getting dark, a group of leaders and teachers did not even go home. They simply booked a hotel next to the hospital and stayed there.
Of course the same goes for Zhu Qingchen.
He originally wanted to stay to take care of the child at night, but the local teacher refused, so in the end it was the head teacher who stayed.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhu Qingchen left the hospital and returned to his hotel room.
After swiping his card to enter, Zhu Qingchen took a quick shower to wash away his fatigue, and then prepared to video call the villain.
When he first sensed the new mission, he sent a message to the villain, asking him if he had sensed it.
Yu Xingzhou replied to him quickly, but later Zhu Qingchen became busy and only replied with "It's safe, I'm busy", and the two of them didn't speak again.
Now we finally have the chance to connect.
Zhu Qingchen sat cross-legged on the bed, wiping his hair with a dry towel and holding his cell phone in front of him.
The video was quickly connected, and Yu Xingzhou's face appeared on the screen. "You haven't gotten off work yet?"
Zhu Qingchen was a little confused when he saw that he was still wearing a suit, with a leather boss chair and a landscape painting behind him.
"Well, there are some things to deal with." Yu Xingzhou looked at him seriously, "Zhu Qingqing, how are you? Are you injured? Why do I see that you seem to have lost weight again?"
"..." Zhu Qingchen choked, "Is it possible that we just separated in the morning?"
"He has indeed lost a little weight." Yu Xingzhou said firmly, "How is it going?"
"good."
Zhu Qingchen briefly told him what happened during the day.
"It is certain that An's father will go to jail, but Bo Minghan is obviously more powerful than Song Huaishu. I am afraid that he cannot be killed in one blow this time."
"If we don't kill a man like him in one blow, he will definitely counterattack again when he comes to his senses, so it's best for us not to expose ourselves now."
Zhu Qingchen pondered and said, "My current thought is—"
"Take good care of the student first, let him recover from his injury, and fill out his college application carefully. Also, since he has no money to go to college, I will keep an eye on him and let him apply for a loan or scholarship. I will never let him live with Bo Minghan like in the original book."
"We need to slowly change his mindset. We can't let him rely on Bo Minghan so much. We need to expose Bo Minghan as soon as possible."
"Yeah." Yu Xingzhou thought the same thing. "Zhu Qingqing, it's too dangerous over there. Do you want me to go over there to accompany you? The Yu family happens to have a private plane. I can go over there overnight."
"No!" Zhu Qingchen refused flatly, "I don't need to accompany you."
He analyzed: "It's rare that Bo Minghan is not in Jinghua, so the control over Jinghua must be relaxed. You can take the opportunity to check Bo Minghan over there to see if he has done anything illegal or criminal."
"There should be. If he is like this to An Yu, he must be even more unscrupulous in other matters. If we wait until he returns before we start looking for evidence against him, it will be too late."
"I'll look around here to see if I can find evidence of him and An's father colluding, but I think it'll be difficult."
Yu Xingzhou nodded: "I know, I will check it out."
He raised his hand and wanted to touch Zhu Qingchen's head, but he forgot that they were on video and had to put his hand down.
Zhu Qingchen smiled, grabbed a dry towel, and rubbed his wet hair: "Do you want this?"
The two of them exchanged a few words, and Zhu Qingchen went to get a hair dryer to blow dry his hair.
The whirring sound of the hair dryer drowned out the sound of talking.
But Yu Xingzhou did not hang up the video. Instead, he put his phone aside and casually looked at the documents on the table.
Not long after, the sound of the hair dryer stopped. Zhu Qingchen kicked off his slippers, put away his things, then fell on the bed with his mobile phone, turned off the lights, and prepared to go to bed.
Zhu Qingchen lay on the pillow: "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
Yu Xingzhou responded: "Right away."
"oh."
Zhu Qingchen placed his phone next to his pillow and let the system play cartoons for him.
But he was so tired today that he fell asleep on the bed before the cartoon was even finished.
Zhu Qingchen's even breathing sounded from the other end of the phone. It was unknown how long it had been before Yu Xingzhou hung up the phone.
*
The next day, seven in the morning.
Zhu Qingchen was woken up by the alarm clock. He stayed in bed for five minutes and then jumped out of bed in one go.
After he washed up and changed his clothes, he prepared to go to the hospital to see his students.
When he arrived at the hospital, the accompanying head teacher had already gotten up, but An Yu was still asleep.
"Teacher Zhu, why are you here so early?" the head teacher said, "Please help me for a while. I'll go wash my face and buy some breakfast in the hospital cafeteria. An Yu woke up once last night. The doctor told him to eat something, and then he went back to sleep. I was afraid that he would want to eat even if he woke up."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen nodded.
The accompanying bed in the hospital was not very big. An Yu’s class teacher was tall and strong. He stayed in it for the whole night. When he came out, he twisted his shoulders and shook his arms.
I guess I didn’t sleep well, so I took the opportunity to go out and exercise.
Zhu Qingchen dragged out a chair and sat down beside the bed.
An Yu no longer needed intravenous drip. His forehead was wrapped in thick gauze. He was lying on the pure white hospital bed, sunken into the quilt, his face paler than the sheets.
Poor students.
Zhu Qingchen sighed in his heart. Coincidentally, at this moment, An Yu on the bed frowned and said something.
Zhu Qingchen quickly lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
An Yu tried to open his eyes, and like a mosquito, he called out, "Teacher..."
Zhu Qingchen looked at him seriously and said, "Yes, I am a teacher in the admissions department of Jinghua University. My last name is Zhu. You don't have to be afraid. He has been arrested by the police and has been locked up."
Zhu Qingchen asked again: "How is it? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Can I call a doctor over?"
Afraid that a group of people coming all of a sudden would irritate him, Zhu Qingchen asked another question.
Slowly, An Yu seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes rolled around and became more alert.
"Teacher Zhu, you saved me, thank you..."
"No." Zhu Qingchen said, "It wasn't me who saved you. It was many teachers, policemen, firefighters, doctors, nurses, and locksmiths who saved you."
An Yu subconsciously said: "Then thank them..."
"Well, I'll call the doctor over to check you out. Lie down first. Do you want some water?"
"I'm fine."
Zhu Qingchen reached out and pressed the bell, and the doctor and nurse came over quickly.
I checked it last night and will check it again today to make sure the student is okay.
The doctor told him to get enough rest, and the nurse would come on time every day to apply medicine to him and check his physical condition.
Zhu Qingchen picked up a piece of paper and wrote down the precautions and dietary restrictions.
After the medical staff left, Zhu Qingchen rocked the bed so that An Yu could sit more comfortably.
He added, "I'll inform the other teachers now. The principal and other teachers watched over you for a long time yesterday. Your head teacher stayed with you all night. He's gone to buy breakfast now. I just got here and happened to see you wake up."
An Yu nodded a little stiffly: "I know, I still remember last night."
"They all care about you. I didn't know why before, but now, we will all protect you."
"Hmm..." An Yu nodded again. This simple word was filled with tears that could not be hidden.
After receiving the news, the teachers and leaders rushed over immediately, but they just looked outside. They would only come in if An Yu wanted to see them.
The head teacher also rushed back with breakfast.
An Yu's eyes were red and tears fell unconsciously.
He looked around at the teachers he knew and didn't know, and finally asked, "Teacher Zhu, where is Mr. Bo? I remember that I seemed to hear him trying to blackmail Mr. Bo."
Zhu Qingchen paused.
When An's father called Bo Minghan, he must have done it to avoid him. Plus, An Yu was beaten unconscious at that time, so he probably didn't hear it.
Zhu Qingchen remained calm and said with a smile: "Boss Bo came here yesterday. Do you want to see him?"
An Yu hesitated and nodded: "Well, if it's convenient for him, I want to see him. I seem to have caused him trouble again this time. I want to apologize to him in person."
Zhu Qingchen's eyebrows jumped, but he still responded: "Okay, then I'll let him come over."
With so many teachers here, I think Bo Minghan wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
If An wasn't allowed to meet him, he would always be thinking about him, which would be bad.
As soon as An Yu said this, someone contacted Bo Minghan.
Bo Minghan was still calm, steady, and gentle. He walked to the bedside and said softly, "An Yu, it's okay."
An Yu nodded, and the next second, Bo Minghan asked casually: "How is your health?"
An Yu subconsciously lifted up her sleeves to show him the scars on her arms. He then opened the quilt and tried to lift up her trouser legs to show him her legs.
Bo Minghan looked slightly stunned.
Zhu Qingchen hurriedly held An Yu down, covered him with the quilt, stood in front of An Yu, and looked at Bo Minghan coldly.
This is how Bo Minghan taught An Yu over the past three years.
Every time Bo Minghan called him and asked him how he was doing, he would consciously roll up his sleeves to show his scars.
By now, An Yu had already been successfully "tamed" by him.
Finally, until now, Zhu Qingchen pulled down his sleeves to prevent him from showing his body to Bo Minghan again.
Only then did he realize from Teacher Zhu's hasty movements that this seemed to be a bad thing.
An Yu was a little confused: "Teacher Zhu, what's wrong?"
Zhu Qingchen calmed down and said, "The doctor just said that you can't be exposed to the wind. You need to keep warm."
Bo Minghan was probably afraid of being exposed in front of the teachers and leaders, but he couldn't chase them away, so he said a few simple words and made an appointment with An Yu to come and see him next time.
Zhu Qingchen looked at his hurriedly leaving back thoughtfully, as if he understood something.
What Bo Minghan cares about most is monetary benefits, as well as a good reputation and image that can take his career to the next level.
So he worked hard to support An Yu, used all means to bring An Yu back home, slandered him for drugging him, and portrayed himself as a perfect man with affection and righteousness.
He has an almost perverted desire to control An Yu, but once An Yu's existence threatens his reputation, he will abandon An Yu without hesitation and look for another prey.
There were only two people left in the ward: the teacher and the student.
Zhu Qingchen turned his head and looked at An Yu, his tone extremely serious: "You are not allowed to show your body to anyone in the future."
"But..." An Yu wanted to explain, "I was just checking Mr. Bo's injuries, just like a doctor..."
After all, he was seventeen years old, and only a few months away from adulthood. He understood everything he should understand, and the more he spoke, the less confident he became.
"It's different from a doctor. A doctor has professional knowledge. After the examination, he will prescribe medicine and give you treatment. No one else can do that. You don't know whether they are looking at your scars to help you or for other reasons."
"You hesitated when you lifted the quilt. This shows that you are also uncomfortable with such a gaze. Since this thing makes you uncomfortable, don't do it. You didn't have a choice before, but now you can refuse."
Zhu Qingchen looked determined: "Whoever asked you to do something uncomfortable, just say it was Teacher Zhu who told you not to do it, and let them come to me."!
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