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Soon after the film came out, Zhang Man followed and sat next to the doctor's analysis.
"The left forearm joint is fractured, and it has to be fixed in a plaster cast, so that it cannot be displaced. Be careful not to move your left hand during this time. You young people are in good physical condition. As long as you take a good rest, you will grow up in a few weeks. Okay. It is the left hand that is injured, and it does not affect writing."
Li Wei frowned when he heard the plaster cast, and opened his mouth to refuse, but Zhang Man took the lead.
The girl spoke a little faster than usual: "Hit, hit, hit harder."
After being cast, it would be very inconvenient for a person to live alone. She was worried that he, like his previous life, would choose to carry it hard.
The doctor was amused by her: "Little classmate, the thicker the plaster, the better."
Knowing that he had made a mistake of common sense, Zhang Man lowered his head in embarrassment and glanced at Li Wei who was sitting beside him.
The boy's eyes stopped at the top of her hair, and there was no focus, but fortunately he didn't say anything to refute.
The casting process was very fast. After about 20 minutes, Li Wei walked out with a thick cast, hanging his left arm around his neck, looking a bit funny.
Zhang Man looked at his expressionless face, and there was a familiar pain in a corner of his heart.
She thought helplessly, it seemed that the sum of the pain between the two was certain, as if the more he showed no pain, the more her heart ached.
This is a bone fracture, not a simple small wound.
When I was teaching in high school, I also saw some classmates accidentally fall and cause bone fractures. Boys and girls of this age are still the most delicate flowers in the greenhouse, and they can show a score of 5 points in pain.
But Li Wei has been holding back silently, except when he frowned when he first stood up.
How can it not hurt
She felt extremely uncomfortable, walked over, held his other hand, slowly led him out, and said cautiously, "Li... classmate, do you feel pain? If it hurts, call it out, I won't laugh at you. ."
Hearing the words, the teenager whispered, "It's not the leg injury."
Only then did Zhang Man realize that he really didn't need to support him. But at this moment, she just wanted to get closer to him, and didn't want to let go of him at all: "You are now in a plaster cast in one hand, your body weight is unbalanced, and your walking is unsteady."
After Zhang Man finished speaking, Li Wei didn't speak, but pushed her away with his right hand.
Although the action is light, it cannot be rejected.
Zhang Man saw him walking forward alone, her heart was sour, she quickly followed behind him, and did not continue to step forward to help him.
She told herself, don't worry, take your time.
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When they arrived in the classroom, the students were taking turns introducing themselves.
The two quietly entered through the back door of the classroom, but Li Wei's appearance in a plaster cast still attracted the attention of the whole class and the head teacher. Whether he knew his classmates or not, they all whispered at this moment.
At this time, even Liu Chang, who was constantly provoking, couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He didn't expect that he would be hurt so badly just now. It's one thing to see him upset, and he didn't really want to hurt him.
When the head teacher Liu Zhijun saw this, he frowned and asked, "This classmate, what's wrong with you? What's your name?"
The tone is not very good. This kind of thing happened on the first day of school. If the parents came to find him, he would also have to bear certain responsibilities as the head teacher.
Li Wei mechanically said the usual answer.
"Li Wei. It's nothing, I just fell..."
However, this time, something went wrong and his words were interrupted.
"Teacher Report, I saw it downstairs just now. He was hit by these two classmates."
The girl's voice was as smooth as his, just making an impartial statement.
As she spoke, she raised her finger and pointed at Liu Chang and Wang Xiaofeng.
As soon as she finished speaking, the head teacher Liu Zhijun looked sharply at Liu Chang, who had just introduced himself, and the expression on his face was not very gentle.
The whole class also looked at him.
Liu Chang's face flushed instantly, and he stammered: "Teacher, I... I just ran too fast, and I didn't expect to hurt him."
Liu Zhijun has never been a charitable head teacher, and he is too lazy to listen to him continue to explain: "Liu Chang and Wang Xiaofeng wrote an apology letter to Li Wei, and handed it to Li Wei before school today, and paid the corresponding medical expenses. Li Wei, you Take the apology letter back to the parents to sign, and give it to me tomorrow, that's all. The whole class should take this as a warning. You are not junior high school students now. Reading in the classroom... Self-introduction continues."
Zhang Man secretly raised his head and glanced at Li Wei, who was still looking at his book as if nothing had happened, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.
She knew in her heart that her actions might not help him, but trouble.
He really doesn't care and doesn't care.
Zhang Man pinched the cover of the new textbook and bit his lip. But she just wanted to see him angry, to see him quarrel like an ordinary person, instead of living in her own world forever and not caring about anything.
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Liu Chang and Wang Xiaofeng's apology letters were handed over quickly. Liu Chang was still a little embarrassed and apologized with his head held high. Wang Xiaofeng's attitude was not bad, and he even brought lunch to Li Weicong's cafeteria.
The two letters of apology were put into his schoolbag by Li Wei. Zhang Man suddenly thought that the head teacher asked him to sign for his parents, who could he sign
There is no one in his house.
During the lunch break at noon, several girls in the class came to talk to Li Wei.
In fact, with his appearance, it is difficult not to be noticed.
The first among the girls was Dai Qian, the newly appointed art committee member of their class, and a recognized class flower in her previous life.
When the school started in the previous life, because of Li Wei's appearance, the whole No. 1 middle school was a sensation. Whether it was a female classmate in the first year of high school or some senior sisters in the second and third year of high school, they all went crazy for Li Wei for a long time.
But later, as some rumors related to Li Wei spread throughout the school, the attitude of the whole school students towards him changed dramatically. Back then, Zhang Man always scoffed at those rumors, but now that I think about it, most of them are true.
The position of the two was surrounded by a few girls, looking at their slightly excited eyes, Zhang Man lowered his eyes, a hint of anger in his heart. They kept saying that they liked him in their previous life, but after hearing some bad rumors about him, they avoided it and even spoke ill of him.
Then she got sick again.
Why do you say it to others, she herself is not the same. Although she scoffed at the rumors about him in her previous life, when those things happened, she still chose not to believe him, and transferred schools without saying hello.
She is like them. No, she hurt him more.
"Student Li Wei, do you have any talents? The school is going to organize a National Day performance next month, and the head teacher just asked me to organize students to sign up." Dai Qian is a pretty girl, tall and straight, and is used to speaking with a raised chin.
Li Wei didn't lift his eyelids, just shook his head.
Dai Qian wanted to use this topic to say a few more words, but Zhang Man didn't give her a chance: "Didn't you see that he is inconvenient? Even if he has any talent, he can't perform."
Dai Qian choked for a moment, but she couldn't think of a new topic, so she just said "pay attention to rest" and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhang Man inexplicably, obviously dissatisfied with her interjection.
"Li Wei, you don't need to pay attention to them. Your hands and feet are inconvenient, and you don't need everyone to participate in that National Day extravaganza."
The young man raised his head and returned a word for the first time: "Well."
His gaze stopped for a moment on the face of the girl beside him, and then returned to the book in his hand.
No one noticed, there was a hint of irony in his eyes.
This kind of thing, he has experienced too many times. Every time they come to a new place, they will always be sought after by some people, but after that, they will be afraid of him, hate him, and they will never like him at all.
His new roommate, I'm afraid the same is true.
Human consciousness and emotion are the most illusory things. He doesn't want to, nor does he need to be contaminated.