"Sister Shi! Did you pick up this puppy on the road?" Song Haoran ran over from not far away, looking at the puppy behind Jiang Ning with a look of surprise.
He was able to recognize Chu Yi not only because Chu Yi was black, but also because Chu Yi was an underbite puppy.
“Yes,” Jiang Ning nodded slightly, “Brother Haoran, how did you know?”
Song Haoran continued, "I also saw it on the roadside on New Year's Day, but my mom wouldn't let me keep it. Luckily, luckily it met you! Sister Shi, have you named it yet?"
“It’s called First Year of Junior High,” Jiang Ning replied.
Song Haoran smiled and patted Chu Yi's head, "Chu Yi, you're so lucky to have met Sister Shi."
Jiang Ning noticed that Song Haoran's complexion was worse than before, and frowned, saying, "Haoran, haven't your parents taken you to the hospital for a check-up yet?"
"No." Song Haoran shook his head and murmured, "I wish I were a puppy too." That way, Sister Shi could take me back.
At this moment, Song Haoran was very grateful to have met Jiang Ning in the first year of junior high school, and also regretted that he could not be the first year of junior high school.
Song Haoran's voice was very soft, and Jiang Ning didn't quite hear him. "Haoran, what did you say?"
"He didn't say anything."
Just then, Zhou Yaofu ran over from not far away, angrily shouting, "Song Haoran! You come here right now!"
Song Haoran was startled and turned to look at Jiang Ning, "Goodbye, Sister Shi."
Then he ran towards Zhou Yaofu's side.
Watching Song Haoran's retreating figure, Jiang Ning frowned slightly and chased after him. "Mrs. Song, you really should take Haoran to the hospital! It will be too late if you wait any longer!"
"Miss Shi, are you done yet? Haoran is my son, this is my family matter. I've said it, you have no right to meddle!" Zhou Yaofu's tone was very unpleasant. After saying that, she dragged Song Haoran away.
Jiang Ning then added, "Mrs. Song, you must keep a close eye on Haoran's condition recently. If he faints, you must take him to the hospital for treatment immediately."
If Song Haoran had been taken to the hospital immediately after fainting, he might have been saved.
Zhou Yaofu was too lazy to listen to Jiang Ning's nonsense. She directly led Song Haoran to the car by the roadside, closed the car door, and angrily scolded, "Haoran, how many times have I told you to stay away from people like Shi Sheng! You become like those you associate with!"
Zhou Yaofu doesn't want her son to become a useless person who gets married and divorced at 19!
"Mommy, I feel so bad, I'm dizzy." Song Haoran leaned back in his chair, feeling completely drained.
"You're faking it again!" Zhou Yaofu said, exasperated. "Every time I criticize you for making a mistake, you act like this! If I had known it would be like this, I shouldn't have given birth to you!"
A bitter smile appeared on Song Haoran's lips.
He looked at the sunlight streaming through the window; the world before him was so bright, yet so dark.
"Mommy, I really feel dizzy, I feel sleepy."
"Stand up right now!" Zhou Yaofu was furious.
Seeing Zhou Yaofu so angry, Song Haoran had no choice but to muster all his strength to stand up.
Before long, the car arrived at the entrance of the Song family villa.
Zhou Yaofu violently pulled Song Haoran out of the car and locked him in the study. "Do those two sets of math Olympiad papers for me. You're not allowed to eat dinner tonight if you don't finish them!"
Song Haoran leaned against the door, looking somewhat pained, and said, "Mommy, my head feels even dizzier. Can I skip the test today?"
"Stop pretending!" Zhou Yaofu ignored the pain on Song Haoran's face: "I'll be checking tonight. If you don't finish, you're on your own!"
After saying that, Zhou Yaofu went downstairs.
"Mommy, Mommy," Song Haoran pounded on the door, "I'm really in so much pain, Mommy..."
As soon as Song Liangyun got home, he heard his son knocking on the door. He looked up at the upstairs, then at Zhou Yaofu, and asked, "What's wrong with Haoran?"
"Ignore him, he's faking illness! What's wrong with a child this young? He's faking illness! It's all Shi Sheng's fault! Ever since Shi Sheng said he had a heart condition, he's been like this!" Zhou Yaofu became increasingly angry, continuing, "I saw Shi Sheng in the park today, and she was telling me again to take Haoran to the hospital as soon as possible. Haoran started faking illness because he heard her! It's true what they say, you become like those you associate with!"
Upon hearing this, Song Liangyun stopped paying attention to his son's knocking on the door.
It's normal for kids to feign illness and rebel.
Inside the study.
His parents didn't open the door for a long time, and Song Haoran was desperate. He was so sleepy, and his head felt heavy and dizzy.
Bang!
Song Haoran finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell heavily to the ground.
In the last moment before he closed his eyes, he saw his grandparents walking towards him. They were as kind as ever. He remembered that when his grandparents were still alive, he was a pampered baby.
"Grandpa and Grandma, have you come to pick up Haoran?"
"Grandpa and Grandma, you've finally come to pick up Haoran."
Goodbye, Mom and Dad.
"Goodbye, Sister Shi; goodbye, First Year of Junior High."
A happy smile appeared on Song Haoran's lips.
The sound of Song Haoran fainting on the ground was very loud.
Song Liangyun and Zhou Yaofu downstairs both heard it.
Hearing the loud noise, Song Liangyun looked at Zhou Yaofu with some concern: "Haoran, could something really have happened to you? Should we go upstairs and check on him?"
"No need, he's just throwing a tantrum! Ignore him. The more you pay attention to a kid his age, the more unreasonable he'll become!" Zhou Yaofu continued, "This time I'm determined to correct this bad habit of his!"
Song Liangyun nodded, agreeing with his wife's reasoning.
In the blink of an eye, four hours had passed.
It's 6:30 PM.
It's time for the Song family to have dinner.
Song Liangyun looked at the maid, "Zhang Ma, go and call the young master down for dinner."
"Yes, sir."
Ten minutes later, Zhang Ma arrived at the dining room. "Sir and Madam, no matter how much I knock on the study door, the young master won't open it."
Zhou Yaofu frowned slightly. "It's probably the same as last time, he's throwing a tantrum at me again!" Saying this, Zhou Yaofu looked at Zhang Ma. "Go and get me the ruler. I'm going to teach him a lesson today!"
After saying that, Zhou Yaofu looked at Song Liangyun again, "You're not allowed to stop me either."
Song Liangyun nodded. "Understood."
Zhang Ma quickly came over with a ruler.
Holding a ruler, Zhou Yaofu stormed upstairs and pushed open the study door.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Song Haoran lying on the ground.
Zhou Yaofu was furious and said angrily, "Song Haoran, get up right now! You're getting more and more outrageous! You even dared to pretend to faint!" After saying that, she hit Song Haoran on the back with a ruler.
In the past, a single strike of the ruler would have terrified Song Haoran into jumping up.
But today, Song Haoran remained unmoved.
Seeing her son still lying on the ground, Zhou Yaofu was instantly enraged. This is outrageous! This is truly outrageous!
“Song Haoran,” Zhou Yaofu rolled up her sleeves, “I refuse to believe I can’t cure you today!”
Aunt Zhang sensed something was wrong and immediately went to Song Haoran's side to check his breath. Upon checking, her face turned deathly pale. She looked up at Zhou Yaofu and Song Liangyun, "Sir, Madam, young master, it seems he's not breathing!"
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