We can only rely on money; we adjust wherever there's a shortage.
Including what he's learned over the past two months.
The young master was supple, with a delicate and graceful figure.
A delicate constitution that would collapse at the slightest breeze.
When did you become so amazing?
They caught up with him, and the blond-haired man was still lying on the ground.
Red Hair, clutching his wrist which had been pinched so hard, emerged from around the corner with a gloomy expression, staring at the departing figure, seemingly plotting some wicked scheme.
This was the first time the blond-haired thug had ever been so cowardly. The other guy didn't really fight back much; he was just intimidated by the thug's aura. When he came to his senses, his face turned green.
He dared not confront Gu Han.
They will then target the weak.
"Brother Zhou, once the stutterer drops out of school, let's go straight to his house and smash it up."
Another disgruntled underling also offered a bad idea:
"Let's not wait for him to go back. Why don't we give him a surprise in advance? Anyway, his hometown in the countryside isn't far away. When the stutterer packs his bags and goes home, his expression will definitely be interesting."
Red Hair gritted his teeth and said, "We'll meet first thing tomorrow morning!"
Huang Mao: "He's processing the paperwork today, he'll definitely be kicked out tomorrow. Tomorrow won't be enough time. We guys have nowhere to vent our anger right now, so let's do it today, Brother Zhou. And those two blind guys, you have to tell your dad."
It would have been better if those two hadn't been mentioned, because bringing them up completely ignited Red Hair's anger, and he immediately took action.
University Hospital.
The school doctor examined Yu Zhan and found multiple injuries, some of which were old. The sheer number of injuries was shocking. Her cheeks were bruised, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
The school doctor saw the boy's injuries.
I feel things might not be that simple.
He frowned and asked Nan Yu, "Who is your advisor?"
The lamp wick was stunned. The original owner didn't know, and neither did he, what a counselor was. He subconsciously looked up at the housekeeper.
Gu Han shielded the person behind him and said to the school doctor:
"We are not students of A University, so we don't know his advisor."
"Then why did you bring him here?"
Nan Yu said, "When I went to the restroom, they blocked him in the bathroom and bullied him. There were too many people, so he still got beaten up."
Dengxin felt a little guilty. It seemed he needed to practice more. He hadn't expected that he would get beaten up even though he hadn't managed to save Xiaojun. If he were a little stronger, Xiaojun wouldn't have had to be beaten up.
I'll beat them all to a pulp in no time.
well.
Gu Han gently patted his back to comfort him.
The school doctor said, "I only have some basic medication and bandages. This student should go to the hospital for a brain CT scan. He has a lump on the side of his head, which could be dangerous if he has a concussion or other problems."
"Oh, do we need to take him to the hospital now?"
The school doctor nodded. "It would be best if we could do the check-up tonight."
Since the person is unconscious and we don't know who the other student's advisor is, the school doctor can only take a photo and send it to an advisor with whom they have a good relationship, asking that advisor to post the photo in the advisor group to see if they can find out which student it is.
Nan Yu: "Then let's call 120."
The school doctor nodded; the injury was serious enough for the student counselor to take seriously.
After all, it's school bullying. If you don't know, you can let it go, but if you do know, you can't just sit idly by. With so many injuries, if they hadn't been treated sooner, there might have been a murder at the school.
Soon the ambulance arrived, but Yu Zhan's advisor was a step late.
Go to the surveillance station for investigation.
Upon discovering that he was the son of a school board member, he vaguely guessed it. After all, Yu Zhan had been bullied for quite some time, and he wanted to help this poor child, but his superiors... sigh.
In fact, he thought Yu Zhan's decision to drop out of school was a wise one.
At least I won't get beaten up anymore.
They approved it immediately, without even trying to stop me.
Otherwise, given the way the school board chairman's son behaves, he'll cause a death sooner or later. Yu Zhan is only a sophomore; three years isn't something to endure.
Take the surveillance footage to your superiors.
The notice from above ordered the deletion of all surveillance footage from the past two days.
Counselor Yu Zhan was already numb.
What could he do? He had no way to do anything.
A full-body CT scan revealed that the red-haired man's final blow had indeed caused the teenager a mild concussion. The doctor advised him to rest as much as possible for the next month and prescribed some medication.
Nan Yu went to get it.
He walked along, sighing as he carried a plastic bag.
Gu Han: "Don't think about it. It's not your fault. If you weren't there, he might have suffered more serious harm. Right now, he only has a mild concussion. Compared to being gang-raped, it's already much better."
A compromise unique to the Chinese people.
Indeed, if Nan Yu hadn't squatted down, Yu Zhan would most likely have been gang-raped. Considering all this, a concussion is actually quite fortunate.
"Can you solve this? If not, I'll call my dad."
Gu Han: "Okay, but don't tell your dad."
"Why?"
Gu Han: "Next time, I won't let you come out."
That won't do; we can't just not let people go out.
Dengxin nodded obediently, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything." As she spoke, she even made a zipper-pulling motion.
The two arrived at the ward.
Yu Zhan woke up groggily, his hands covering his head, his brows furrowed. The unfamiliar surroundings made him wary.
White ceiling, disinfectant, white mattress.
When he realized where he was.
My head started to ache even more from the fright.
He couldn't afford the medical expenses.
Just as I was about to get out of bed.
Two familiar yet unfamiliar figures entered one after the other.
Yu Zhan was always self-conscious about her stutter and rarely spoke.
The pressure from Gu Han's approach made him instinctively flinch, clenching his fists tightly to keep from turning away. He looked at Nan Yu gratefully, "Thank you, thank you... thank you..."
A normal person would stop after saying just two words.
But people who stutter can't just stop whenever they want. Even if it's just two repeated "thank you"s, they'll keep saying them for more than half a minute.
Nan Yu placed the plastic bag on the counter next to the hospital bed.
He pulled over a bench and sat down, looking at Yu Zhan, and said:
"These are ointments for applying to wounds, and some to swallow. There seem to be instructions; just follow them."
Yu Zhan reached into his pocket and took out the remaining fifty-three and a half yuan.
Knowing he spoke slowly, he took out an old-fashioned phone with a cracked screen, typed something, and handed the phone to Nan Yu, along with the money he was holding in his right hand.
[Thank you. How much is it? This is all I have right now. Can I pay the rest back gradually?]
Nan Yu pushed his hand that was holding the money back.
He had just learned about Yu Zhan's family situation. His parents were in poor health, and he had younger siblings. Because of his good grades, he had already given everything he had.
Unfortunately, there are always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.
Yu Zhan became a country bumpkin, especially his stuttering, which became a laughing stock. He was targeted by school bullies and suffered a lot for nearly a year.
He didn't dare tell his parents, afraid they would worry.
This time, it's not because he was beaten that he hates school and wants to drop out.
Rather, it was because her family simply couldn't afford the tuition fees.
He took a part-time job.
I don't know why.
Each time, there were unexpected events that resulted in him not receiving the money or receiving very little.
His father seems to be in poor health lately, under too much pressure and unable to bear it any longer. Yu Zhan has no choice but to earn money to pay for his father's medical treatment.
"I'll sponsor you, is 100,000 a month enough?"
Gu Han guessed what he was going to say next and quickly interrupted, saying, "We'll cover the tuition, and the living expenses are five thousand a month."
Yu Zhan's hands trembled as he typed.
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