Teacher Fang also saw the injury on Cen Huaian's ankle. She exclaimed, "It's so swollen! An An, how did you manage to stay silent?"
Thinking about how she had actually listened to him and not helped Cen Huaian back limping, or even checked his legs, Teacher Fang felt almost overwhelmed by the guilt in her heart.
She felt that she had failed in her duties as a class teacher.
Chu Xia reached out and held his ankle. Cen Huaian finally became like a little child in front of her. He hissed and his face wrinkled.
"Mom, it hurts."
Chu Xia didn't say anything. After checking, she confirmed that he just sprained his ankle and didn't hurt any bones. She felt relieved, but she still looked unhappy.
"Do you feel the pain now?" Chu Xia looked at Cen Huaian, feeling angry and distressed: "You're still walking with your ankle sprained, do you still want your foot? Do you want to become a cripple?"
Cen Huaian looked helpless, pinching the corner of his clothes and shaking his head: "Mom, I don't want to."
He lowered his head: "I don't feel much pain."
He had been injured in fights before, and this was the first time he sprained his ankle, but he was used to it. Being hungry was the most uncomfortable thing, even more uncomfortable than getting injured in a fight.
When Chu Xia heard what he said, she felt as if her heart was suddenly bitten by an unknown insect, making her feel sour, numb and painful.
"Silly." She reached out and touched Cen Huaian's head, still with a serious face, "You have to learn to take care of your body. No matter whether you can bear the pain or not, you can cry when you are hurt. You can ask the teacher for help. You don't have to bear it yourself. You still have your mother."
In the past, Cen Huaian would lick his wounds by himself after a fight, but last time he had the upper hand in the fight with Chen Chen, his mother mainly focused on teaching him a lesson.
It was not until this time that Cen Huaian realized that he had someone to rely on. Even if he was injured in a fight, his mother would still take care of him.
At this moment, he no longer felt the pain in his body, but felt very warm in his heart, as if he had drunk a cup of warm water in the cold winter and felt warm all of a sudden.
Cen Huaian couldn't help but hug Chu Xia and rubbed his head against her: "Mom."
Chuxia patted him on the back gently. Teacher Fang was immersed in guilt. Jiang Zhida had no place to vent his anger. No one spoke in the car for a while.
After hugging for a while, Chu Xia let go of Cen Huaian and asked him where it still hurt.
At this moment, Cen Huaian was no longer as strong as before. Except for the injuries that could only be seen by taking off clothes, he showed all the other injuries to Chu Xia.
"Mom, Zhao Yin scratched my neck with his fingernails, Zhao Jin hit the left corner of my mouth with his fist, and Zhao Jin pressed my arm on the ground and rubbed it..."
With every word he said, Chu Xia's face grew darker, and Jiang Zhida, who was driving in front, was no less sympathetic.
After Cen Huai finished speaking, Chu Xia also checked everything. Children don't have that much strength, and the injuries that look serious are actually just skin injuries, the most serious of which is the ankle.
Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best news for her.
Jiang Zhida's face turned completely dark, and the aura he released made Teacher Fang hide back again.
Although he looked easy to talk to and had no bad intentions, that was only when he was not provoked. Jiang Zhida had experienced a lot when his family was not doing well. If he was not ruthless enough, how could he protect himself and his family