Li Chen's story made the news, and even though it was still winter break, it was discussed in the class group of Senior Three (1).
In the last two months, the classmates have started to interact with Li Chen more. It's not exactly a friendship, but at least they're no longer like complete strangers.
Some people felt that since they were classmates, they should organize a group to visit him, and half of the people responded.
At that time, Di was repairing the cash register in the shop, occasionally exchanging a few words with Cheng's father next to him. His expression was gentle, which made 001 sigh.
His phone was lying to the side, ringing incessantly. Cheng's father told him to check the messages first.
"Who is it? Sending you so many messages?"
"A classmate in the class group is injured and hospitalized."
Hearing that it was a class group chat, Mr. Cheng came over to take a look. Mrs. Cheng, who was signing delivery slips outside, came in and asked in confusion, "Who's in the hospital?"
"My son's classmate."
Mr. Cheng glanced at the student briefly, frowned, and asked, "Is this the transfer student who came to your class last semester?"
"Um."
The shop isn't far from the school, so students' parents often come to buy things. Mr. and Mrs. Cheng are proud of their son and sometimes can't help but chat about it and show off a bit, depending on the situation.
Even though their son often stayed at school and they didn't communicate much, they still knew a lot about the school and knew that a troublemaker had entered the senior year's top class, which worried them for a long time.
It's not that I'm worried about my own son who has already secured a place in the university through the guaranteed admission program, but rather about the other children. I'm worried that they might get distracted at this crucial moment and underperform, which could affect their entire lives.
Cheng's mother also came over to take a look and said to Di Xiu, "Shuo Shuo, go and take a look. After all, he's a classmate."
Mr. Cheng sighed, handed the phone back to his son, and did not object.
Di Xiu looked at the genuine worry on their faces, then suddenly relaxed his brows and nodded with a smile, saying "Okay."
"What are you laughing at? How can you still laugh?" Mr. Cheng slapped him on the back of the head in annoyance.
Cheng's parents run a small shop, so they definitely don't carry any nutritional supplements or tonics. They told him to go to the supermarket to buy them, but Di Xiu shook his head. After signing up in the group chat, he picked up a screwdriver and continued fiddling with the cash register.
"There's no rush, we've arranged to go tomorrow."
Mr. Cheng went to unpack the goods and repair the shelves. Mrs. Cheng looked at her son, who had grown into a young man, with a sense of emotion in her eyes.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Does that classmate of yours often get into fights?"
Di Xiu feigned helplessness: "Mom, I'm not familiar with him."
"I just saw in your class group that something happened to his parents?"
"Um."
"What 'hmm'? Can't you say just one more word? What happened?"
Di Xiu paused for a moment, then put the disassembled cash register back together and replied truthfully, "He's in jail. It was even in the news before the New Year."
Mother Cheng exclaimed softly, her eyes filled with surprise and an unconscious sense of disgust. After thinking for a moment, she still confirmed, "Is it that Liu or Li family?"
“His name is Li Chen. Liu Pei is his mother, and Li Bufan is his father.”
When Cheng's mother recalled the news reports, her expression became complicated, and all her previous pity vanished.
She muttered "what a mess," but ultimately didn't tell him not to go, since she meant what she said. She changed the subject, asking, "Is the machine fixed?"
Emperor Xiu gave it a try, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "With me on the job, what can't I fix?"
"Don't be so smug, go and repair spaceships if you're so capable."
"..." isn't necessarily a bad thing.
"Alright, go to the supermarket and buy some things to take with you tomorrow. Also, pick up some vegetables for dinner. You can buy a fruit basket or flowers outside the hospital tomorrow."
"good."
They agreed to meet at the hospital entrance at 10 a.m. the next morning. Before they even went inside, they saw that the entrance to the inpatient department was surrounded by a huge crowd of people with cameras and microphones pointed at the two elderly people and the two women.
They were completely bewildered. Lu Feng looked around, walked away for a while, and then came back and said, "It seems that the news of Li Chen waking up has spread and attracted the media."
"His family isn't..." Someone started to say, then, realizing it wasn't quite right, skipped over the obvious and said, "Why are the media still bothering him?"
Lu Feng winked and made a face, as if to say, "Let's ride this wave while the hype is still going strong."
"Then how do we get in?"
They probably just happened to run into the peak of the reporting season. They hadn't been standing there for ten minutes when a security guard came over to ask them to leave, and they took the opportunity to go inside.
They went up in two separate elevators. The first group went up with the four members of the Li family. When they got out of the elevator together and stopped at the door, it was a little awkward.
As for how she found out Li Chen's ward number, it was Ying Jiaojiao who told her in the group chat. Ever since Li Chen was hospitalized, she had been coming every day. The two elderly people in the Li family were very dissatisfied with her, but seeing their grandson's condition, she was still devoted to him, so they tacitly approved.
The eldest aunt spoke first: "Are you Xiao Chen's classmates?"
The class monitor replied, "Yes, hello Auntie. We heard that Li is sick, so we came to see him."
"Thank you so much, I thank you on behalf of Xiao Chen. This is the room, please go in first."
"Ying Jiaojiao, you're here so early?" The class monitor looked at the person sitting by the hospital bed with some surprise.
Ying Jiaojiao released her grip on Li Chen's finger, stood up, opened her mouth, and said dryly, "Yes."
Di Xiu mingled among the seven classmates, piling the things he was carrying and the fruit basket together with the crowd. Then he glanced at Li Chen, who was still wrapped up like a mummy. The other classmates couldn't bear to look away when they saw him like this.
Li Chen was still lying in bed with the gauze on his eyes when he heard the door open and some voices. He knew it was his classmate.
He felt ashamed and indignant at being watched, and didn't want to face these classmates, so he pretended to be asleep and didn't make a sound from beginning to end.
So the group of students gathered together, silently put down what they had brought, and then quietly left.
Ying Jiaojiao didn't follow. A few people hesitated for a moment, then were pulled away by the others.
Before the winter vacation was over, the school issued a notice ordering Li Chen, a student in Class 1 of Senior Three, to withdraw from school.
The reporter followed the trail to the principal and wrote a lengthy article about it online. The principal had no choice but to sacrifice a pawn to save the king. Perhaps the biggest reason was that Li Chen no longer had the Li family to rely on.
In the current timeline, those who are seriously injured are expelled from school, and this remains the case now.
After the start of the school year, the countdown to the college entrance examination begins.
After much hesitation, Ying Jiaojiao continued to attend school, running between the school and the hospital every day. She gradually lost weight, but her mental state also visibly deteriorated.
Li Chen's bones have healed, but his eyes and ears are still missing, leaving him with lifelong disabilities, which has caused him a lot of anger.
His aunt consulted many famous doctors both at home and abroad, but none of them could help.
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