I learned from Song Ze that Zhongli’s master was a famous surgical expert in the National Association of Capital.
Looking at the numb wound on his belly, Fang Yong sighed, "My craftsmanship has regressed. You must never tell anyone in the future that I stitched up the wound for you."
"Ah?" Yu Zhen was confused.
"Then who sewed it?" he asked reflexively.
"Just say...it was sewn by my second apprentice."
Hey, if the person doesn't exist anyway, let him take the blame.
He took out a silver needle to regulate his meridians. From the conversation between Song Ze and Fang Yong, we could feel that their identities and status were extraordinary.
The most unusual one should be Zhongli, right?
Hearing that he was awake, more and more people came to visit him.
He and his brother had just moved here not long ago and had no relatives or friends. Without exception, these people all thanked him for risking his life to save Zhongli.
Principal Ma of a high school and Director Guo of the Academic Affairs Office came in carrying two bottles of canned yellow peaches.
"Xiao Yu, are you feeling better?"
Yu Zhen was horrified and quickly asked Yu Wei to bring stools for the two of them.
"Xiao Yu, we are here to thank you on behalf of the school."
"After this incident, it serves as a wake-up call to the school. Starting today, evening self-study will be changed to 8pm. Children cannot be allowed to go home late again."
The two asked the brothers if they had any difficulties, and even wanted to waive Yuwei's tuition fees and let the two move to the teachers' dormitory.
Yuzhen declined their kindness and sent the two of them away, while Yuwei came in with a pout on his face.
"Brother, what's the background of Zhongli? He's like a big leader, with so many people fawning over him."
Yu Zhen frowned slightly, "Brother saves people out of instinct. No matter what his background is, we just have a clear conscience."
"Haha, brother, I said you are so stupid that you can't even hide from things like that. Only you can move forward."
"Have you ever thought about me when you were rescuing people? What if, I mean what if, if something happens to you, what would I do?"
Yuzhen smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, I won't let you worry in the future."
Yuwei's heart was still unbalanced, and she continued to scold him relentlessly.
"You entered the math competition team?"
Yuwei said with a long face, "Brother, I was able to enter the competition group because of my own true ability. It has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with that annoying Zhongli."
Knowing what his brother's temper was like, Yuzhen didn't continue talking. He finally waited until the ward was quiet and he lay down to rest.
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt someone beside him and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Mr. Zhong, he's awake!" An enlarged oval face appeared in front of Aftershock.
Soon a man of medium build came over, with a Chinese character face and naturally curly hair, looking at him with a smile.
"Hello Mr. Yu, my surname is Zhong, and I am Zhongli's father."
Yuzhen quickly sat up. Somehow, he seemed to have seen this Mr. Zhong somewhere.
The most important thing is that he is upright and the majesty of a superior person is revealed unconsciously.
"My son has never made me worry, but this is the only thing I can't worry about."
"Mr. Yu, as a father, I want to ask you a favor."
"What's the matter? Please tell me!"
"Zhongli has faced all kinds of dangers since he was a child. He still has ten months to study in high school. No one can predict what will happen in these ten months."
"I would like to implore Mr. Yu to protect his safety. I will pay you every month."
Yu Zhen refused, "Mr. Zhong, talking about money hurts feelings. As long as I, Yu Zhen, are in front of the first high school, I will protect Zhong Li's safety. Please don't worry."
Before leaving, the "melon-seed-faced" girl threw something to him. When he opened it, he took a deep breath.
"My name is Zhou Yang. Don't worry, take it. Mr. Zhong applied for it for you. Make good use of it and don't go astray, otherwise..."
Yuzhen lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand. It was an exquisite pistol!