“T-this… right here.”
Li Yueyue didn’t realize Chen Zhuo was pretending. She carefully searched along the line where his pants met his skin, looking for any sign of injury.
Following where he pointed, she looked over.
Left side of the waist, slightly lower.
Right where injections are usually given.
“There’s no bruising here?”
Her brows knitted tightly, confusion filling her face.
“Really? But it hurts! It must be an internal injury.”
“Internal injury?”
“In modern terms… it means the nerve got compressed!”
Li Yueyue nodded, half understanding.
“I have some Yunnan Baiyao here. I’ll spray a bit for you.”
She stood up, returned to her desk, and took out a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from the drawer.
Then she handed it to Chen Zhuo.
He held it and sprayed backward forcefully.
“That won’t work. I can’t see it—I can’t aim properly.”
“I’ll do it.”
Without thinking much, Li Yueyue took the spray from his hand and applied it to the spot he said hurt.
Then she picked up a few cotton swabs and carefully spread it evenly.
Chen Zhuo sighed inwardly.
What was going on?
Why were there cotton swabs in the office?
“Is it better now?”
“Much better. Thank you. As a counselor, you’re far more competent than the others. Next time the school selects the Most Beautiful Counselor, I’ll rally the students to vote for you.”
Chen Zhuo spoke while rubbing his backside, his expression so convincing it didn’t look fake at all.
“Really?”
Li Yueyue, who had just bent down to put the spray back, turned her head. Her eyes lit up with expectation.
After all…
The school’s counselor selection was based on student votes.
And the final result wasn’t just about the title of “Most Beautiful.”
For one thing, if she won, she would receive an additional 200 yuan monthly allowance.
That was basically free money—enough to improve her meals significantly.
Moreover, although she had become a counselor at Zhongjiang University through an exception, she was still on a contract basis.
If she wanted to secure a permanent position, she needed outstanding achievements.
The title of “Most Beautiful Counselor” was an important step.
Li Yueyue withdrew her earlier excitement, rolled her eyes at him, and said calmly, “I’m your counselor. If I know you’re skipping classes, I have to manage it.”
Chen Zhuo coughed lightly. “So you mean… if you don’t know, you won’t manage it?”
“I didn’t say that. Alright, come here and sign. After you sign, I still need to take you to meet their counselor.”
As she spoke, Li Yueyue wrote “Public Administration Class 3” on the form.
The process of becoming a class assistant was simple.
If it weren’t for the 400 yuan allowance, there wouldn’t even be much need for formal procedures—both teachers knowing would be enough.
Just as Chen Zhuo and Li Yueyue were signing the agreement…
At Zhongjiang First People’s Hospital.
In the orthopedic ward of the inpatient department.
Ye Fei’s injuries weren’t considered severe in orthopedics. No surgery was needed.
After bone setting, he only needed to rest quietly.
Once the swelling in his arm subsided and his slightly fractured ribs healed, he would recover.
For Ye Fei, this was good news.
However, he was the hidden young master of the Ye family.
The treasure of the family.
Whether it was a major injury or a minor one… it was always a big matter.
Yesterday afternoon, Butler Wang, who was stationed in Zhongjiang to handle all matters concerning Ye Fei, rushed over as soon as he received news of the injury.
He also reported the situation back to the family.
Ye Fei’s identity—and even his very existence—was a top secret within the Ye family.
Only a few at the highest level knew.
Upon receiving the news, the upper echelons of the Ye family first suspected that a rival family had targeted him.
But after reviewing his medical report, it didn’t seem to be the case.
After discussion, to be safe, they decided to transfer Ye Fei to the Ye family’s private hospital for recovery.
It would be safer and provide better medical conditions.
At that moment, Ye Fei was being lifted from the hospital bed onto a transfer stretcher in an ambulance.
The stretcher was foldable for convenience.
First, the patient was placed on it, then it was lifted upright, revealing four wheels underneath, turning it into a movable stretcher.
After Ye Fei was placed on it, the staff worked together to raise it.
“Let’s go.”
Butler Wang gave the order, and the group began pushing Ye Fei out of the ward.
These staff members and medical personnel were all elites from the Ye family’s private hospital, efficient and swift in their actions.
The shop assistant stood behind and called out, “Hey, should I come along?”
“No need. You handle the hospital procedures here,” Butler Wang said coldly before following them out.
Just as the stretcher was pushed into the corridor, Ye Fei suddenly heard a metallic “crack” from below him.
The height of the stretcher was neither too high nor too low… exactly 90 cm.
With a loud “bang,” two supporting screws on one side flew out.
With one side losing support, the stretcher instantly tilted.
Before Ye Fei could even react, he rolled off the stretcher and slammed heavily onto the ground.
From such a height, it wouldn’t normally cause much harm—at most, a child might cry for a while.
But Ye Fei’s ribs were still fractured, and his arm had just been set, still being iced for swelling.
This fall made him scream in agony.
Yesterday’s pain surged back instantly, tears bursting from his eyes.
“Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts! You useless idiots! It’s killing me!”
The doctor on duty, hearing the commotion, rushed out of the duty room.
“What happened?!”
A nurse standing nearby reported, “They insisted on transferring the patient. Just now, their stretcher broke, and the patient fell off.”
The doctor looked at Ye Fei writhing on the ground, screaming, and frowned.
“That’s not equipment from our hospital, right?”
The nurse shook her head.
The doctor let out a long breath.
Then he walked over to Butler Wang.
“What’s wrong with you as family members? Even if you want to transfer hospitals, can’t you find a proper one? With this kind of work attitude, what’s the point of transferring?”
Butler Wang was completely stunned.
He never expected something like this to happen.
If the family head found out… they were all finished.
“Alright, you can leave. We’ll handle it.”
The duty doctor took out his phone and called for assistance.
After finishing the call, he crouched down to check Ye Fei’s injuries.
“Ahhh! Can’t you be gentler?! It hurts!”
Ye Fei was grimacing, cursing nonstop.
The duty doctor was young—how could he tolerate this?
They ignored the hospital’s arrangements and caused such trouble, and now he might even face disciplinary action.
Being cursed at on top of that… the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. His movements grew rougher.
“Ahhh! Ooooh—pain, pain, pain!”
“Enough! Stop shouting! Take him for an X-ray!”
[Ding! Detected that the Son of Destiny Ye Fei is filled with rage. Wish cooldown reduced by 3 hours!]