Teacher's insults

Although Li Zedao had a few holes in his head, and his clothes were not only sick uniforms, but also covered with shocking blood stains, but this doctor was not the kind of gossip, so he didn't continue to ask the bottom line on this matter, but said: "The patient is estimated to be at night.I can wake up, and after a good rest for two days, I guess it will 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 and looked at Li Zedao's face that he couldn't bear to look directly. There was a feeling of anger in the fatigue of body and mind, even if it weren't for the fact that the other party was lying there now, dying or not.For this reason, He Xiaoyu wanted to go over and kick him a few times.

 First, her majesty as a teacher was severely trampled on the ground by this student who seemed to her to be a wonderful work; secondly, she bit the bullet and went to that kind of shithole and was almost scared by this student. Her soul was gone; She met two more gangsters who planned to be tyrannical to her, a super beautiful woman.; Finally, the crisis was resolved, but Li Zedao fainted again, causing her to work hard to bring him to the hospital.

 While He Xiaoyu was deeply moved by his kindness, he felt that he... should hurry back and change his clothes. When he dragged Li Zedao into the car, his clothes were dirty. There is still a class to be taken in the afternoon. You can't go to class in such dirty clothes.Right?

 He Xiaoyu would never do such a thing that would damage his sweet image!

 Thinking about it, He Xiaoyu glanced at Li Zedao, shook his head helplessly, then got up and walked out of the ward to the nurse's station to find the nurse on duty. Please don't expect the patients in that ward. Then he left the hospital and went back to change clothes.

 What He Xiaoyu didn't know was that soon after she left the hospital, Li Zedao's body, which had been closed with her eyes closed, trembled violently as if it had been hit by thunder and lightning.

 "Dad, don't go...Don't go..."

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

 With his head raised slightly, Nabu scanned his surroundings with flushed and frightened eyes, only to find 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 it was his father who had come back, but when he ran to open the door, it turned out to be the head teacher He Xiaoyu standing outside the door... To be precise, He Xiaoyu, who was frightened a lot.

 After that, he only felt that he was in pain. For a while, his body seemed to be thrown under the fire, and for a while, it seemed to be thrown in the ice cellar. It kept getting cold alternately, and then he didn't know anything.

 Teacher He sent himself to the hospital?

 As for just now, I had a dream.

 In his dream, his father, Li Dahai, ignored his pleas to keep him, and walked farther and farther. In the end, there was only a very vague back. He wanted to catch up, but his body seemed to be rusty and he couldn't move at all.

 Is it just a dream?

 Li Zedao only felt that his head was aching, as if someone was poking his skull with an awl again and again. This pain made him a little crazy, but he had to gritted his teeth tightly and endure it desperately, rubbing his already messy hair indiscriminately, evenThe infusion needle that had originally pierced his arm also 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 the tears that followed back into his eyes, but as if he had decided to mention it, he rushed out.

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

 Then he answered his question silently: "Yes, my father is gone, and I won't be back. I can't come back. 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 to get it.Your comfort, when I don't do well in the exam, I want to get your encouragement..."

 With that said, Li Zedao's already scarred heart seemed to be suddenly pierced by a sharp sword, and the pain almost suffocated him.

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

 It is commonplace for him to be bullied at school. Not only did his classmates bully him, but even those teachers who usually look kind would wear colored glasses to look at him when facing him alone, and even did it to him. .

 As for the exam, not to mention, the only time I didn't take the penultimate exam was because the student who was supposed to be the penultimate exam had a sudden attack of enteritis before the exam and did not take the exam. There are two subjects that did not take the exam. Zero points are calculated.

 In the eyes of the teacher, he is an idiot who drags the class back, either treating him as a thorn in the flesh or ignoring him; in the eyes of his classmates, he is the wonderful work that can be bullied if he wants to bully, and he is an absolutely competent green leaf, no matter who is standing in front of him like this, IQThe general meeting has inexplicably improved a lot.

 But even so, his father, Li Dahai, had never disappointed him. Every time he returned home, he always gave him a kind smile.

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

 Li Zedao shed more tears, and his voice was extremely hoarse, muttering to himself: "Father is gone, no one will tolerate you anymore, no one will encourage you anymore, and no one will comfort you anymore..."

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

 Li Zedao clenched his fists tightly and got out of the hospital bed. He was wearing such a bloodstained hospital uniform, barefoot, with blood on his face and red eyes. He walked out of the ward like a psychopath and came to the corridor.

 "Sir, you..." The little nurse pushing a small car subconsciously said when she saw Li Zedao coming out.

 Li Zedao turned his head.

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

 The little nurse's little heart is beating wildly, this guy...Well, at first glance, there is a problem with his brain. What if he is in a hurry?

 Li Zedao glanced at her a few times, but did not speak, but turned around, held his head high, and strode forward.

 ...

 It's still the small house rented by Li Dahai, the dilapidated furniture and the dirty and old-fashioned so-called furnishings, but it doesn't have the warmth of the past, but there is a cold feeling, as if you are in hell. It's like being in hell.

 The bowl of braised pork was still quietly placed on the small table, next to a stack of hundred-yuan bills and a piece of boxy white jade the length of a thumb.

 Li Zedao's gaze slowly moved down from the desktop, and there was a pile of confetti on the ground.

 At the moment, he walked slowly to the front, squatted down, picked up the confetti bit by bit with a serious expression, put it on the table, then sat down on a small chair, stretched out his hand, grabbed a piece of braised meat from the bowl, put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.already.

 The braised pork was very fragrant, but Li Zedao didn't eat it. Instead, he had an extremely bitter feeling. I don't know when, tears slipped down his face, and finally flowed into his mouth. , Mixed with the braised pork in his mouth.

 My father is no longer there, and I will be alone from now on...

 Thinking about it, Li Zedao shed more and more tears, and his mouth was stuffed with meat. In the end, his physical strength seemed to have been drained. He lay directly on the floor, his eyes looking at the ceiling godlessly, and countless pictures flashed through his mind quickly.

 "Huh..." For a long time, Li Zedao exhaled fiercely, then wiped away his tears fiercely and muttered to himself: "Dad, don't worry, I will be fine, I will be fine..."

 With that said, Li Zedao got up from the ground, then walked into the small bathroom and stripped off all the sick clothes on his body, and removed the bandage wrapped around his head, then turned on the faucet, took a pot of cold water, and held it up.Poured it on his head fiercely...

 When Li Zedao came to the door of the classroom, the first physics class of the afternoon was already nearing the end.

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

 For this kind of near-brainless student, the only thing you can do is this kind of thing, either beat him severely, ignore him, or you will be angry out of internal injuries alive.

 The eyes of many students in the class also fell on Li Zedao, and some even wondered, is this Li Zedao who didn't come to class? When did it happen?

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

 When he was about to pretend that he hadn't heard Li Zedao shout this report and continue the lecture, the bell rang after class, and the sound of nature rang through the entire teaching building.

 "Class is over. "Zhao Ping glanced at the class and said, then he glanced back 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 the textbooks on the table, say a word full of disgust: "Idiot! waste! rubbish! "

 Then Zhao Ping coughed softly, as if to conceal his insult.

 Li Zedao's forward step suddenly stagnated, his fists tightened slightly, and then he quickly relaxed again, but his body straightened even more, and he continued to walk forward to the seat in the back row.