"At the very least, you're still my classmate! Yesterday Zhong Yi even helped me look for you. How can you say such things! Come on, accompany me, accompany me!" As she said that, Zhao Yu Yang's hand reached out and grabbed Jin Shao Ze's shoulder, but he easily shook her off.

Zhao Yuyang looked up at Jin Shaoze, who had a calm expression on his face, and said coldly, "It's not my concern if he's dead."

Zhao Yuyang fell silent and dared not say anything more.

Back in the classroom, the old teacher stood on the podium, his small eyes observing each student who was reading.

Zhao Yuyang and Jin Shaoze's seats were far apart, with one in the front and the other in the back. After they returned to their seats, the old teacher checked the time and realized that there were only two minutes left until the start of morning self-study. There were still four students in the class who hadn't arrived yet.

Just as Lao Ban had put his arms down, two students rushed in through the front door. Without saying a word, they stared coldly at the student who was reading.

Before long, the bell for the morning self-study rang. There were still two people missing in the class. The teacher strolled over to Jing Shaoze's side and interrupted him from his reading, asking, "Where is Zhong Yi?"

Jin Shaoze: "I have a fever and went to the school infirmary."

Mr. Ban frowned thoughtfully and swayed as he continued walking.

Jin Shaoze frowned as he looked at his English book, continuing to memorize vocabulary words.

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The entire day passed, and Zhong Yi did not return.

After bringing Zhong Yi to the school clinic, Du Jun went back to ask for a leave from the teacher. Only Zhong Yi could rest, while Du Jun still had to attend classes.

After class, Zhao Yuyang went to find Du Jun and asked about what happened to Zhong Yi. Du Jun hesitated for a while and decided to tell Zhao Yuyang after all, considering that both Zhang Bai and Chen Hou seemed to listen to Jin Shaoze's words.

Zhao Yuyang tugged on Du Jun's elbow, his eyes showing some concern. "What's going on? Why did Zhong Yi have a fever? The weather is not even cold!"

Du Jun clicked his tongue and pulled his elbow back: "The wound got infected and caused a fever. If you really want to know the reason, come to our dormitory tonight and you'll find out. I don't want to say it!"

After speaking, Du Jun quickly left, afraid that Zhao Yuyang would continue to question him. It's well-known that Zhao Yuyang is talkative. If he talks too much later and goes to find Chen Hou and Zhang Bai, he would only be asking for trouble. It's better for him to make a swift escape.

Zhao Yuyang was confused. Infection in the wound? Was Zhong Yi injured? What exactly happened in their dormitory? He dared not think further, and Zhao Yuyang slumped back into his seat, with a gloomy expression. He had no choice but to go to Zhong Yi's dormitory tonight to find out...

Until the end of the evening self-study class, Zhao Yuyang hurriedly rushed to the school infirmary, even abandoning Jin Shaoze. He had originally wanted to go see Zhong Yi and find out exactly what had happened.

However, when he rushed to the school clinic, he saw Chen Hou and Zhang Bai squatting there, motionless.

赵余扬 wanted to greet them, after all, these two people often followed behind Jin Shaoze and knew each other. Just as he took a step forward, Chen Hou's voice came through: "Still not starting?"

Zhang Bai remained silent for a while before saying, "Fight. We'll take care of it when we get back."

Chen Hou was a little unwilling, although his vital area was kicked by Zhong Yi yesterday, they also made Zhong Yi lose a little: "Forget it, Zhong Yi is already like that, if we fight again, something bad might happen."

Zhongyi is like that? Zhao Yuyang frowned, feeling that something was amiss. Just as he was suspecting, Zhang Bai spoke up, "I told you yesterday after dealing with him. We can't let him get away every day. My eyes are hurting so bad right now, we have to beat him!"

When Zhang Bo said this, Zhao Yuyang finally understood completely.

The way Zhong Yi has turned out is completely thanks to these two people! It's exactly as he thought; Zhong Yi has offended someone in the dormitory!

As soon as Zhang Bai finished speaking, Du Jun and Zhong Yi walked out of the school clinic. His body seemed much better now, at least he could stand up, but there was still a medical wristband hanging on his wrist.

"What else do you want? Do you really want to go so far as to get expelled? I will go tell the teacher right now that you guys smoke and drink, do you dare to deny it?" Du Jun cautiously hid Zhong Yi behind him, preventing Zhang Bai and Chen Hou from approaching him.

Zhong Yi's lips were a little pale, and he seemed completely lifeless, his eyes devoid of any vitality.

Zhang Bo coldly snorted, "It's just after school now, don't worry. If there's anything we need to talk about, let's discuss it in the dormitory. If you really want to tell the teacher, we won't stop you, heh."

With a threatening tone, Du Jun could see from Zhang Bo's expression that as long as he dared to inform the teacher about the fight, he would definitely not get away unscathed.

Chen Hou remained silent and followed behind Zhang Bai as he walked.

Behind him, Zhong Yi furrowed his brows with irritation. Right now, he really wanted to go home...

I lost a lot of blood in the morning and afternoon. I have been sleeping all the way until now. Although medicine has been applied to my back, it still hurts. Having an infected wound is not a good thing. I have a lingering low-grade fever that won't go away, and occasionally my temperature rises. I feel uncomfortable, like I want to vomit, but nothing comes out except for some weird stuff.

Du Jun, who was standing nearby, watched as Zhang Chen and the others walked away. He quickly turned his gaze towards Zhong Yi, who stood there with vacant eyes, resembling a lifeless corpse with a pale complexion.

"Are you feeling okay? If you're really uncomfortable, should I go ask the teacher for leave and take you home?" Du Jun frowned and said softly.

Zhong Yi stared blankly for a moment and shook his head, "I can only take a leave and leave tomorrow."

Du Jun felt a twinge of heartache for him. "If you go back now, they will still give you trouble. What should we do?"

What can he do? There's nothing he can do. He has nowhere else to go, so he can only go back.

Zhong Yi took a deep breath, his voice hoarse as he said, "Let's go back."