Final priesthood

"No matter how good Lin Zhiqin's personal relationship with Yang Jiandong is, more than half an hour has passed and it's time to leave."

Lu Yuan waited in the stairwell on the eighth floor for another five minutes, and finally decided to go out to find out.

The door of the ward on the eighth floor is marked in bright red with the words Orthopedics and Traumatology Ward.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he quietly opened the door and walked into the inpatient ward.

Compared with the ward where grandpa Lu Yueping is located, the eighth floor seems much noisier.

There were loud and small groans of pain in each ward, and some people were even shouting hysterically, which attracted scoldings from nurses.

From time to time, I would encounter family members of patients in a hurry, holding water bottles or urinals.

Everyone is busy.

No one noticed that the road was far away.

"Sixteen beds..."

Lu Yuan's eyes scanned the bed numbers at the door of the ward one by one.

I quickly found a ward with sixteen beds.

"Yes, this is it."

The corresponding patient's name behind the sixteen beds does indeed have the three characters Yang Jiandong written on it.

Through the glass window on the door, Lu Yuan saw a figure lying on the hospital bed in the room with his head wrapped in gauze and one leg in a plaster.

There was also a girl in a yellow dress sitting beside the bed. She seemed to be in her early twenties and looked very quiet.

"Good guy, was this a car accident?"

Lu Yuan was secretly speechless, but he didn't dare to look any further and walked straight forward.

When he reached the twenty-odd hospital beds in front, he had an idea.

Lu Yuan turned around and went back. When he returned to Ward No. 16, he stood at the door and knocked gently.

He retreated sideways to the door. From this angle, no one in the ward could see him.

A few seconds later, the ward door opened, and a pale yellow figure walked out.

"Who are you?"

The girl looked at Lu Yuan doubtfully.

Lu Yuan said hurriedly: "I am Coach Lin's student. Coach Lin seems to have a spare mobile phone left here. Can you help me look for it?"

"oh."

The girl nodded, turned and entered the room.

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that Lin Zhiqin had been here just now.

After a while, the girl appeared again.

"I didn't see any mobile phones..."

"Coach Lin just called me and said that he had found it and left it in the car."

Lu Yuan explained apologetically, "Sorry for causing trouble to you."

"It's okay, just find it."

Perhaps because of Lu Yuan's polite attitude, the girl smiled at him and said, "If nothing happens, I'll go in first."

"okay."

Just as Lu Yuan agreed, he looked in the direction of the ward as if he was "curious" and asked casually.

"What happened to this senior brother?

It seems to me that the injury is quite serious. "

"Um."

The girl pursed her lips, then her eye circles began to turn red unconsciously, and her voice sounded a bit crying.

"He was beaten.

His personality is like this. Before he learned martial arts, he liked to fight with others.

After practicing fighting for a few days, I even went to fight in some competition. I was told that if I win, I will have money to buy a house and propose to me...

If he didn't die in the ring, he would be lucky! "

Injury from a fighting game? !

Yang Jiandong actually went to participate in a fighting competition?

Lu Yuan was shocked, but he still had an expression of regret and sympathy on his face, and comforted the girl with a few words.

After watching the girl enter the room, Lu Yuan was in no hurry to leave.

Instead, he went to the nurse station to inquire about Yang Jiandong's specific situation.

Because he had just been chatting with the girl in yellow dress who was Yang Jiandong's family member at the door of the ward for a while, the nurse thought he was Yang Jiandong's friend and readily let him read the medical record.

"Multiple soft tissue contusions all over the body, and fractures to the face, ribs, arms, and right leg..."

In the cafeteria of the inpatient department, Lu Yuan was eating and thinking about this matter.

During this period of time, these students who entered the Yuanwu Hall at the same time have seen Yang Jiandong less and less.

His class time seems to be completely different from that of others. Some people say that he is taught by Lin Zhiqin alone.

Because of this matter, several people in the class went to the martial arts gym to complain privately to Lin Zhiqin, but the result was nothing.

The relationship with Lin Zhiqin also became tense because of this, and everyone dropped out of class and left.

Lu Yuan didn't have such a big opinion.

It is not the coach's own business to give private guidance to any student he likes. There is nothing fair or unfair about it.

There was envy, but as my strength improved, this envy gradually faded away.

By the time I found out what happened today, it was completely over.

Although Yang Jiandong's girlfriend did not mention Lin Zhiqin in her words.

But Lu Yuan always felt that Yang Jiandong's injury during the game was closely related to Lin Zhiqin.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have come all the way to see him... Could it be that Yang Jiandong's match was arranged by Lin Zhiqin?"

Lu Yuan finished dinner silently, temporarily putting the accidentally discovered secret incident behind him, and then hurried upstairs to return to Lu Yueping.

In the evening, I watched the evening news with my grandfather Lu Yueping for a while, and then found an old spy movie to watch.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening, almost nine o'clock, that Lu Xinghua appeared in the ward.

"It's been a hard day for you today."

Lu Xinghua had a strong look of exhaustion on his face, and you could smell the smoke on him from a few meters away.

God knows how many cigarettes I smoked this afternoon and evening.

"Dad, why don't you go home today and I'll watch grandpa here."

Lu Yuan was worried about Lu Xinghua's condition and couldn't help but speak.

Lu Xinghua waved his hand and said directly: "I'll take you home."

Lu Yuanyuan and Lu Xinghua were resolute and had no room for negotiation, so they could only say, "Then I'll go back by myself."

Lu Xinghua thought for a moment, but didn't insist.

"Then...be careful on the road and send me a message when you get home."

"knew."

.........

When I walked out of the hospital gate, it was exactly nine o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yuan called his mother Zheng Qiuling and walked home slowly without waiting for the last bus.

The First Hospital is close to the center of Jiaoyan, and the streets are still very lively at nine o'clock.

You can always see mobile fruit stalls and various snack stalls at the intersection.

Lu Yuan couldn't hold it back and ordered a portion of fried noodles and two barbecue skewers, squatting on the roadside and finishing the meal.

After his physique improved, his appetite also increased day by day.

You have to eat four or five times a day to not feel hungry, sometimes even six times.

Recently, he has begun to learn to mix his own recipes and research various high-calorie nutritious meals.

It's just that I have been short of money and haven't put it into practice much.

"When the monthly exams are over and the school's scholarship is available, I can have extra meals."

"And the martial arts school..."

Lu Yuan casually kicked a mineral water bottle in front of him away, and it happened to fall into the trash can not far away, attracting the side glances of the two stray dogs next to him.

"I heard from Cheng Peng that formal disciples of the martial arts school need to master basic fighting skills and have a punch strength of more than 100 kilograms!"

"The punching power of one hundred kilograms is equivalent to that of an amateur third-level martial artist..."

"It's quite difficult, but it's not impossible for me to achieve."

Lu Yuan's strength attribute had just been raised to 9 points not long ago.

Compared to the strength of a normal adult male in this world, his current punching strength is estimated to be only sixty or seventy kilograms.

Lu Yuan's confidence mainly came from the two attribute points he had not yet used.

"If you add it all to strength, your punching power will definitely reach 100 kilograms.

I don’t know if it will work if I just add a little bit..."

Lu Yuan's plan is to allocate a little bit to Agility.

Compared with the other three basic attributes at 9 and 10 points, the agility at 8 points is obviously not enough.

Thinking like this, people unknowingly left the bustling area.

To the west of the city is the old town of Jiaoyan City, which is far less lively than the previous central area.

It was after nine o'clock, and there were not many people on the street.

Only a few street lights were on, illuminating the garbage scattered everywhere on the road, accumulating throughout the day.

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky, but could not find the shadow of the moon.

Only a hazy light was seen, shrouded by dark clouds.

"looks like it's going to rain......."

Lu Yuan thought to himself, and the pace accelerated a bit.