During this time, Lu Chen also took the time to visit Lingling several times. ( ) Under the automatic recuperation of his divine medical ability, Lingling recovered well and was in good spirits.
Therefore, at Tian Sijing's suggestion, Lingling could go back to school; it would be good for her to interact with people more. She would take good care of Lingling.
Thus, with Lu Chen's agreement, Du Haoqi's support, and Lingling's hesitation, the matter was settled.
It's been three or four days since she returned to school; how did she end up hurting someone?
Lu Chen quickly stopped all his work and went to find Lingling. Originally, he didn't want to bring Guo Fuyun along, to avoid causing trouble.
However, regardless of Lu Chen's thoughts, his beautiful apprentice simply slung her crossbody bag containing her nunchucks and followed silently behind him.
Lu Chen thought to himself, these two autistic girls hadn't met yet. Perhaps a meeting would be beneficial; maybe they could find something to talk about?
Lingling was currently in the second year of junior high at Yunzhou No. 3 Middle School. At her age, she could have been in the first year of senior high. However, since that unfortunate incident, she hadn't continued her studies.
Fortunately, when she was in a good mood at home, she would sometimes look at her textbooks. She had read quite a bit during her self-study sessions. After a test by her teachers, it was confirmed that she was eligible to enter the second year of junior high.
Tian Sijing, on the other hand, was in the first year of junior high at the same school.
Lu Chen drove the Hummer that Shangguan Bei had specially provided for him, carrying Guo Fuyun, and quickly arrived at Yunzhou No. 3 Middle School.
The security guard briefly stopped them, asked what they were there for, and seemed to know the reason, pointing out the location. Lu Chen parked the car in the parking lot and ran with Guo Fuyun to the foot of a teaching building, where a large crowd had already gathered.
Next to it, an ambulance was parked. A female student lay on a stretcher, receiving on-site first aid.
Meanwhile, a burly, fleshy middle-aged woman was violently shaking Lingling's shoulders, making her sway like a kite with a broken string hanging from a branch in the wind. Her beautiful hair was also shaking violently.
However, Lingling didn't resist at all. She just gripped her trouser seams tightly with both hands, her head lowered, her chin almost touching her chest. She remained motionless, letting the middle-aged woman shake her.
The middle-aged woman shook Lingling, yelling fiercely, "Tell me! What deep-seated hatred do you have for my daughter that you're torturing her like this? My daughter is sick, she came to class while sick, and you knocked her unconscious! You little bitch, what did my daughter ever do to you? You little beast, are you crazy?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand to slap Lingling on the head.
The slap was delivered with full force; if it hit, Lingling would definitely be knocked unconscious.
But she just stood there blankly, not even flinching.
Nearby, a thin figure ran over, grabbing the middle-aged woman's hand tightly, pleading loudly, "Auntie, please don't do this! Calm down, let's talk this out! Lingling... she seems to have wanted to treat your daughter's illness, but she accidentally... Can't you talk this out..."
That was Tian Sijing.
It was Tian Sijing. "Get out of my way!" The middle-aged woman shoved Tian Sijing aside with a sudden wave of her hand.
"Treat her illness? What illness? She's so young, what illness could she possibly treat? She's clearly bullying my daughter! You can tell she's no good. Her parents are both dead, right? Nobody taught her anything? Does she think we're easy to mess with? I'll beat you to death!"
The fierce middle-aged shrew raised her hand again, aiming straight for Lingling's head.
But this time, Lingling suddenly reacted. She jerked her head up, revealing a deathly pale face, and screamed shrilly, "You can insult me all you want, but why did you have to talk about my parents? You filthy woman!"
With that, she lunged forward, opening her mouth to bite the shrew's shoulder.
With a bite, the shrew screamed, yelling, "You're insane! This brat's a lunatic!"
As she shouted, she grabbed Lingling's shoulder and slapped her across the face.
Lingling's slightly thin frame was no match for the burly middle-aged shrew, and she was about to be knocked to the ground by the slap. Suddenly, a figure flashed by, followed by a faint black shadow that swept swiftly and violently across the shrew's raised hand.
With another scream from the middle-aged shrew, her hand recoiled instantly, and the hand gripping Lingling immediately released its hold. The figure that had flashed by quickly pulled Lingling aside.
"It's alright, I'm here."
A cold voice rang out; it was Guo Fuyun. The figure was her; she held one end of a rubber nunchaku in her right hand, the other end tucked under her arm. Her other arm was wrapped around Lingling.
Guo Fuyun was only about a year older than Lingling, but a full head taller. It looked like the older sister was protecting the younger. Lingling froze, quickly trying to push Guo Fuyun away, but Fuyun snapped, "What are you pushing for? Be quiet!"
Lingling was so frightened she froze.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged woman was screaming in pain like a pig being slaughtered. Guo Fuyun had struck her hand hard with the nunchaku, and now her hand was swollen high.
It was a truly gruesome sight!
Lu Chen, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness.
When he saw Guo Fuyun suddenly dart out and unzip her crossbody bag, he was shocked! This girl was ruthless! Good heavens, please don't cripple that shrew!
Fortunately, Fuyun was quick-witted; she didn't pull out a metal three-section staff, but a rubber two-section staff.
Otherwise, the shrew's hand would definitely be ruined, maybe even a bloody mess, with bones protruding. That would be too horrible.
The middle-aged woman wailed, "My God! What kind of school is this? What kind of students are these, beating people with sticks! Look at my hand, it's crippled, so swollen, what am I going to do? My daughter was knocked unconscious by this brat, and my hand was swollen from that brat's beating, I... I was even bitten! It's the mafia! This school is the mafia!"
She cried and wailed, raising her hand high and waving it around.
Guo Fuyun said coldly, "I'm not a student, but she's my sister. You can't hit my sister!"
As she spoke, she hugged Lingling even tighter, her eyes filled with affection.
Lingling, initially uncomfortable and resistant, now obediently nestled in Guo Fuyun's arms.
They really did look like sisters.
Lu Chen found it quite pleasing to the eye. He hadn't expected that two autistic girls would be so destined for each other, becoming like sisters so soon after meeting.
The middle-aged woman was still wailing, while teachers and some school leaders quickly tried to comfort her. This was really troublesome, happening at school! Many teachers looked at Lingling with disgust. This girl had only been at school for a few days and had already caused such a scene, knocking a classmate unconscious. What had happened?
Lu Chen walked over, and Lingling's eyes lit up with hope when she saw him. She broke free from Guo Fuyun and ran to his side, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the stretcher.
She said urgently, "Brother Chen, look at Lulu! She has a heart condition. During recess, she was bullied by a boy, and she's been complaining of chest pain ever since. I treated her, but for some reason, it feels like there's something stuck in her chest. The doctors don't seem to be able to help, and we're afraid to move her. Can you check what's wrong?"
Lu Chen looked at the girl named Lulu on the stretcher. She had an oxygen mask on, her face was ashen, and her lips were gray. It seemed she was collapsing due to severe blood loss. Without treatment, she was in grave danger.
However, Lu Chen's medical superpower confirmed that her condition was indeed similar to what Lingling described.
Lulu had a congenital heart defect; her pumping function had always been weak. The previous shock caused her cardiovascular system to constrict sharply, resulting in a severe blood shortage—already a serious condition. The presence of a wisp of energy blocking her cardiovascular system further impeded blood flow.
To Lu Chen's astonishment, that wisp of energy was clearly the energy of the Healing God's supernatural power! It could have alleviated the cardiovascular constriction, but because its quantity was insufficient and too weak, it had become a blockage, further aggravating her condition.
What was going on? This energy belonging to the Healing God's supernatural power wasn't emitted by him! Lu Chen suddenly looked at Lingling, a realization dawning on him—he was both surprised and delighted.
However, now wasn't the time to ask Lingling about this. He said, "It's alright, I'll treat her. She'll be fine."
With that, he prepared to begin.
The middle-aged shrew suddenly lunged at Lu Chen, shoving him aside and crying, "What are you doing? What do you want? What's your relationship with that little bitch? She knocked my daughter unconscious, and now you want to harm her too? What did my daughter do to you? Why are you trying to kill her?"
Lu Chen shouted, "Calm down! Why would we harm your daughter? I'll restore her to normal within five minutes. Don't get in my way, stay out of the way!"
The middle-aged woman was stunned: "You can restore my daughter to normal?"
Lu Chen scoffed, "Your daughter has a congenital heart defect. As she gets older, the increased blood demand causes her heart to become increasingly unable to supply enough blood. Now, I'll restore her basic heart function first!"
This explanation sounded plausible, and the middle-aged woman was convinced.
She became agitated: "Can you really save my daughter?"
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side: "These are basic symptoms, not difficult to explain at all. However, saying and doing are two different things! We've already given your daughter first aid and temporarily relieved her symptoms. Please move aside, we need to put her in the ambulance!"
The speaker was a doctor. As he spoke, he looked at Lu Chen with disdain, clearly regarding him as a charlatan who liked to show off.