The Ultimate Student in the City

Although Li Zedao had a few holes in his head, and the clothes on his body were not only hospital gowns, but also covered with shocking bloodstains, but this doctor is not the kind of gossip, so he didn't continue to ask the bottom line on this matter. Instead of asking, he said: "The patient will probably wake up at night, and after a good rest for two days, he will probably be fine."

"Thank you." He Xiaoyu nodded and said.

After the doctor left the ward, He Xiaoyu sat down on a chair in front of the ward, looked at Li Zedao's face that he couldn't bear to look at directly, and felt exhausted and angry. For the sake of the other party lying there dying, He Xiaoyu wanted to kick him a few times.

Firstly, her majesty as a teacher was trampled on the ground by this strange student in her opinion; secondly, she had to bite the bullet and go to that kind of ghost place and was almost scared out of her soul by this student; I met two more hooligans who planned to force their bows on her, a super beautiful woman; finally the crisis was resolved, but Li Zedao passed out again, so she had to work hard to fix him. Come to this hospital.

While He Xiaoyu was deeply moved by her kindness, she felt that she... had better go back and change her clothes. When she dragged Li Zedao into the car, her clothes were all dirty, and she still had a class in the afternoon. You can't go to class in such dirty clothes, can you?

He Xiaoyu would never do something that would damage her sweet image!

Thinking, He Xiaoyu glanced at Li Zedao, shook his head helplessly, then got up and walked out of the ward to the nurse station to find the nurse on duty, please take care of the patients in the ward, then left the hospital and went back to change clothes up.

What He Xiaoyu didn't know was that not long after she left the hospital, Li Zedao's body, whose eyes were closed, trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

"Dad, don't go...don't go..."

Li Zedao exclaimed and sat up from the hospital bed, gasping for breath, his pale face was covered with sticky sweat stains.

Lifting his head slightly, his red eyes full of fear scanned the surroundings, only to realize that he was in the ward again, but why did he come to the hospital again? He vaguely remembered that he heard someone knocking on the door, thinking that his father had come back, but when he ran to open the door, it was He Xiaoyu, the class leader standing outside the door... To be precise, it was He Xiaoyu who was terrified.

After that, he only felt that he was in great pain. For a while, his body seemed to be roasted by fire, and for a while, it seemed to be thrown in an ice cellar. The cold and cold alternately, and then he didn't know anything.

Teacher He sent him to the hospital?

As for just now, I had a dream.

In the dream, his father Li Dahai disregarded his begging to keep him, and walked farther and farther away, and finally there was only a very blurry figure left. He wanted to catch up, but his body seemed to be rusted, and he could not move at all. .

Is it just a dream?

Li Zedao only felt that he had a splitting headache, as if someone was poking his skull again and again with an awl. This kind of pain made him a little crazy, but he had to grit his teeth and endure it desperately, even more indiscriminately. Rubbing his already messy hair, even the infusion needle that had been pierced into his arm fell off because of his struggle.

It took a while for Li Zedao to stop, and then he cried.

He raised his face, trying to pour back the tears that followed immediately into his eyes, but it seemed as if he had made a decision.

It rushed out with a clatter.

"Father is gone?" Li Zedao asked himself silently with tears in his eyes.

Then I answered my own question silently: "Yes, my father is gone, and I won't come back anymore. You said that I have grown up and I should rely on myself, but... I don't want to grow up. When I was bullied at school, I wanted your comfort, and when I failed in the exam, I wanted your encouragement..."

As he said that, Li Zedao's heart, which was already scarred and scarred, seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword suddenly, and the pain made him almost suffocate.

It suddenly occurred to him that since childhood, he seemed to have been comforted and encouraged by his father Li Dahai countless times.

It is common for him to be bullied at school. Not only his classmates bully him, but even those teachers who usually look kindly will look at him with colored glasses when facing him alone, and even touch him.

As for the exam, let alone, the only time he failed to take the bottom one was because the student who was supposed to be second to last had a sudden enteritis before the exam and didn't take the exam. Two subjects that failed to take the exam were counted as zero points.

In the eyes of the teacher, he is just an idiot who drags the class back, who either treat him as a thorn in his side or ignore him; Whoever stands in front of him will inexplicably improve his IQ a lot.

But even so, his father Li Dahai has never been disappointed with him, and every time he returns home, he always gives him a kind smile.

Li Zedao suddenly felt that his behavior was no different from a pile of shit, but why did his father never blame himself? On the contrary, he is full of confidence in himself and full of tolerance for himself. This... is fatherly love?

Li Zedao cried more tears, and muttered to himself in an extremely hoarse voice: "Father is gone, no one will tolerate you anymore, no one will encourage you anymore, and no one will comfort you now..."

"Li Zedao, from now on, you are the only trash... trash? No, I don't want to be trash anymore... I'm not trash..."

Li Zedao tightly clenched his fists and got out of the hospital bed, wearing such a blood-stained hospital gown, barefoot, blood-stained face, and red eyes, he walked out of the ward and into the corridor like a psychopath.

"Sir, you..." The little nurse pushing a small cart saw Li Zedao coming out, and said subconsciously.

Li Zedao turned his head.

The little nurse's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she even took a few steps back, and there was no way to continue the following words.

The little nurse's little heart is beating wildly, this guy... well, it looks like he has a brain problem, what if he gets mad.

Li Zedao glanced at her a few times, but didn't speak, but turned around, walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high.

...

It was still the small house that Li Dahai rented, with the worn-out furniture and the so-called dirty and old-fashioned decorations, but it no longer had the warmth of the past, but instead had a cold feeling. It was like being in hell.

The bowl of braised pork was still quietly placed on the small table, next to it was a stack of hundred yuan bills and a piece of square white jade that was as long as a thumb.

Li Zedao looked down slowly from the table, and there was a pile of scraps of paper on the ground.

At that moment, he walked to the front slowly, squatted down, picked up the scraps of paper bit by bit with a serious face, put them on the table, then sat down on a small chair, stretched out his hands and grabbed them. A piece of braised pork in the bowl was put into his mouth and he chewed lightly.

The braised pork was delicious, but Li Zedao didn't taste it, instead he felt an extremely bitter feeling. At some point, tears fell down his face, and finally flowed into his mouth. The braised pork in it was mixed together.

My father is gone, and I will be alone in the future...

Thinking about it, Li Zedao cried more and more tears, and his mouth was full of meat. In the end, his physical strength seemed to be drained, and he lay directly on the floor, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes. Countless pictures flashed quickly.

"Huh..." After a long time, Li Zedao let out a hard breath, then wiped away his tears and muttered to himself: "Dad, don't worry, I will be fine, I will be fine ..."

Speaking of which, Li Zedao got up from the ground, then walked into the small bathroom and stripped off all the hospital gowns on his body, and removed the bandage wrapped around his head, and then Turned on the faucet, took a basin of cold water, held it up high, and poured it fiercely on his head...

When Li Zedao came to the door of the classroom, the first physics class in the afternoon was coming to an end.

Teacher Zhao Ping, who teaches physics, squinted at Li Zedao who interrupted his impassioned speech by shouting "report", and the extreme disgust flashed in his eyes.

For this kind of nearly brain-dead student, the only thing you can do is this kind of thing, either beat him up, or ignore him, or you will be angry and hurt internally.

The eyes of many students in the class also fell on Li Zedao, and some people even wondered, did this Li Zedao not come to class? When did this happen?

Zhao Ping naturally didn't dare to do anything to Li Zedao, so he had to ignore him.

Just as he was about to pretend he didn't hear Li Zedao calling for the report and continue lecturing, the bell for the end of get out of class rang loudly, and that heavenly bell rang through the entire teaching building.

"get out of class is over." Zhao Ping glanced at the whole class and said, then turned his head to look at Li Zedao who was standing there like a javelin, and waved his hand to signal that he could come in.

Li Zedao walked in slowly. When he walked up the aisle of tables and chairs, he clearly heard Zhao Ping, who was packing up the textbooks on the table, say a word full of disgust: "Stupid! Trash! Garbage!"

Then Zhao Ping coughed lightly, as if to cover up his insult.

Li Zedao's forward steps suddenly faltered, his fists were slightly clenched, and then he relaxed quickly, but his body became even more straight, and he continued to walk forward, and came to the seat in the back row.

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