"There's no problem with that. Teacher Mo is such a good teacher." Ye Wennian praised Mo Zhicheng.
Mo Zhicheng helped Ye Binghua pay the examination fee. Ye Wennian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took Ye Binghua for examination.
Originally, Mo Zhicheng wanted to leave, but Ye Wennian said that he should wait for Ye Binghua's examination to come out. If there were any problems, he could ask Mo Zhicheng to talk to the school.
Because it was an expedited examination, the results came out quickly.
Mo Zhicheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ye Binghua's head was fine.
But the doctor told Ye Wennian and others: "We are only responsible for the results of this examination. You also know that the human body is very complicated. If nothing happens now, it does not mean that nothing will happen in the future."
"Doctor, do you mean that my son still needs to come over for examination?" Ye Wennian asked warily.
A check-up costs several hundred yuan, can the insurance cover it?
"It's not necessary to come here for a check-up. I'm just saying realistically that if the child feels uncomfortable in his head, he must come to the hospital for a check-up." The doctor said cautiously.
Mo Zhicheng thought it was right. The brain is very fragile, and no one knows if there will be any problems.
If Ye Binghua feels uncomfortable in his head, he really needs to come to the hospital for examination.
"My son's back, buttocks and legs still hurt. Are the bones broken?" Now that he has come to the hospital, Ye Wennian still wants to ask clearly.
"According to this examination result, Ye Binghua's bones are not broken." The doctor still spoke without missing a beat.
Everything is based on the results of this examination. If there are future examinations, it will be another matter... Mo Zhicheng has to admire the doctor's "professionalism".
Seeing this, Mo Zhicheng hurried home after chatting with Ye Wennian for a few words.
It was almost eight o'clock when Mo Zhicheng returned home.
Molly was sitting on the small sofa watching cartoons on the TV, and Liang Ping was talking to her next to her.
Mo Li was tired of Liang Ping interrupting her watching cartoons and protested from time to time.
But Liang Ping ignored Mo Li's protest and continued to say some useless words: "Mo Li, are you cold? Do you want to wear more clothes?"
"Oh, grandma, how many times have you said this? Don't you have to stop saying it?" Molly pouted her cute little mouth.
Whenever she was fascinated by the TV, her grandma would speak loudly next to her, so that she could not hear what was being said on the TV.
"Hey, Zhicheng, are you back?" When Liang Ping saw Mo Zhicheng coming back, she immediately stood up and walked towards the small restaurant, "Hurry up and heat up the food, don't be hungry."
When Molly saw her grandma finally gone, she stuck out her tongue happily.
Liang Ping was gesticulating next to Mo Zhicheng, asking him to do this and that.
Mo Zhicheng heated the vegetables first, and Liang Ping said that lean meat should be heated, leaving Mo Zhicheng, who was already tired and hungry, helpless.
If he didn't listen to his mother, she would probably be nagging him again.
In the end, Mo Zhicheng had no choice but to do as his mother said. After finishing, he sat down to eat.
"Zhicheng, how is that student?" Liang Ping asked.
"It's okay." Mo Zhicheng said.
"Today's students are very naughty. If they are not properly disciplined, big trouble will definitely happen." Liang Ping was a little angry, "You are serious too. The parents of other students are here, why are you joining in the fun? You should come back early."
Mo Zhicheng shook his head: "It would be better for students in your own class to go take a look."
"How much does it cost for students to go to the hospital?" Liang Ping asked again.
Anyway, she was bored, so she just asked whatever she wanted, just to pass the time.
"More than six hundred yuan." Mo Zhicheng secretly thought that when Ye Wennian returns the money tomorrow, he will replace the battery of the electric car.
"Hospitals are really bad now. Fortunately, you didn't pay for them." Liang Ping secretly said she was lucky.
Mo Zhicheng did not dare to say that he paid for the money, otherwise his mother would definitely make a fuss.
Mo Zhicheng was so hungry that he ate while listening to his mother talking.
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng had not answered his words, Liang Ping said, "Zhicheng, why don't you answer my words?"
"Mom, can you let me finish my meal first?" Mo Zhicheng said with a bitter face.
"Oh, you really want to eat, why are you talking to me?" Liang Ping said as she walked towards Mo Li.
"Ah, grandma, don't come over here and talk to me. I want to watch TV. You go talk to dad. He doesn't watch TV anyway." Molly yelled.
When Mo Zhicheng heard what Mo Li said, he couldn't help but sigh: What a naughty kid.
Early the next morning, Mo Zhicheng came to the classroom and saw Ye Binghua moving around from time to time, either playing with his deskmate's pen or deliberately hitting the female classmate in front of him with his book.
"Ye Binghua, come out for a moment." Mo Zhicheng called out.
When Ye Binghua saw Mo Zhicheng calling him, he was startled and walked out slowly.
"Teacher, I didn't violate discipline. I just didn't bring a pen to class and asked my classmates to borrow pens." Ye Binghua lied.
"You didn't bring a pen to school, what class are you in?" Mo Zhicheng became angry when he heard this.
"I, didn't I hit my head last night? I went to bed early, so I forgot to bring it." Although Ye Binghua has poor academic performance, he is very clever.
Mo Zhicheng asked hurriedly: "How do you feel now?"
"Sometimes I feel dizzy, and sometimes I'm fine." In fact, Ye Binghua was fine, but he was caught by Mo Zhicheng just making trouble, and he deliberately said what was wrong with him.
"Then let your dad take you to the hospital to have a look." Mo Zhicheng said, "This is no joke."
"I'll tell my dad then." How dare Ye Binghua go to the hospital again.
Seeing that Ye Binghua made no other move, Mo Zhicheng had to ask: "Didn't your dad bring you anything?"
Mo Zhicheng is still thin-skinned and dare not talk about money.
"Bring something?" Ye Binghua thought hard for a while and then said, "He asked me to bring something to school for food, but I didn't dare to bring it for fear of you scolding me."
"You..." Mo Zhicheng was a little speechless.
The school often said in meetings that students are not allowed to bring food back to school to eat. He also told parents in the class WeChat group, but Ye Wennian actually secretly asked his son to bring food to school?
"Teacher Mo, if nothing happens, I want to go back to the classroom to read early." Ye Binghua was afraid that Mo Zhicheng would scold him, so he tried to find a way to go back to the classroom.
Mo Zhicheng felt that he was going to be shameless and said: "I paid for the check-up you went to the hospital last night. Didn't your father ask you to bring the money and return it to me?"
"No, my dad didn't say anything today." Ye Binghua shook his head.
Maybe Ye Wennian forgot... Mo Zhicheng thought to himself.
Anyway, he has told Ye Binghua now, and it is estimated that Ye Binghua will tell Ye Wenian at noon.
Thinking of this, Mo Zhicheng said nothing more and let Ye Binghua enter the classroom.
