light in the north

The genes of foreigners and southerners are different, so when Aaron experienced the anger of southerners for the first time, he could no longer bear it safely as before.

Severely bruised subcutaneous tissue and stomach bleeding, it was already dark when Aaron woke up.Sure enough, he was sent to the hospital.Worried about causing rumors, the school specially arranged a separate room for him, but according to the doctor's advice, he would have to spend a month here.

He didn't know where the phone was lost, and now he couldn't even contact Francis or Tan Yufan.

"Where is the teacher in our school?"

The nurse froze for a moment and said, "What teacher? I don't know."

Looks like he just left him here and left.

Don't you worry about what will happen to him if he wakes up?

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Mr. Alfred walked in.

"you're awake."

He said.

Glancing at the nurse: "Is there anything else you can do?"

The nurse and Aaron looked at each other, shook their heads, and said, "It's okay, don't bother me."

"You know, your injury is serious now, and you may have to be treated in the hospital for about a month."

Mr. Alfred moved the chair to the hospital bed and sat down, talking to Aaron.

Aaron said indifferently: "And then?"

"Then I'll be straight." Alfred paused, "It's impossible for us to pay for your treatment all the time. After checking your stomach, it wasn't so good before, it wasn't completely caused by this time, so you And take half of the responsibility."

"Besides, you first hurt Harvey, whom everyone loves very much. It is inevitable that they will feel disgusted. So..."

"So you're saying that it's all my own fault, and the medical expenses I spent here should be borne by myself?"

Aaron interrupted Alfred and looked straight at him.

Mr. Alfred did not expect that this student would speak out so directly, to the point.

Then he suddenly remembered that Aaron had once been a student with a full scholarship, and his class teacher, Mr. Lance, appreciated him very much.

Sure enough, he doesn't look like an ordinary nerd, nor an ordinary Asian.

He doesn't talk much, but he is sharp and sensitive when he speaks.

Aaron: "I can pay my own medical bills, and I can skip school, but you have to give me my diploma."

Mr. Alfred laughed out loud after hearing this: "Hehe, of course it's impossible."

"I believe you don't want the whole Northland to know that our school is such a violent, homophobic and irresponsible school."

Alfred's smile froze on his lips: "Are you threatening me? Hehe, we all know that our school has a strict school spirit, and the students we cultivate are all first-class nobles. How could anyone believe it."

"Really." Aaron said, "I let them beat me so that the surveillance cameras could clearly see it. Do you know how much effort I went through?"

Alfred snickered at the student's overreach: "We will dispose of the things in our school ourselves."

How could he forget this crop.

For the school in the monitoring room, the school can delete whatever paragraph it wants. How can it prove the authenticity of these things without evidence?

But Aaron was ignorant for two or three seconds, and said, "You think I'm so stupid? Of course someone copied me when you sent me to the hospital to make a backup. If I could think of this idea at the beginning, I would You will definitely think about the solution to the subsequent problem. Isn't it?"

Alfred frowned: "I guess you won't tell me who I am, but based on your one-sided words, how can I believe you."

"If you have the guts to take the risk." Aaron moved his head away, stared at the ceiling, and said casually, "I am not an ordinary crane tail, I will graduate in one year, and I have already completed more than half of my credits. If this hadn't happened, there would definitely be no problem with graduation. Give me a diploma, and I'll leave Beiguo without any trouble for you, and it's over."

"It's definitely impossible for us to give you your graduation certificate now." Mr. Alfred said righteously, "You are only a sophomore now, and the certificate will definitely be given to you when you graduate."

"That's it." Aaron said, "I'll wait here for a year. I won't go to school and don't need to take up any resources. I just need a diploma on the day of graduation. This is my last concession."

His request is very clear, no matter what, a diploma must be obtained. Originally, Aaron's previous plan was to study for a Ph. Going to the southern country, and Tan Yufan also clearly told Aaron that he must obtain a degree certificate.

Tan Yufan's idea is very simple. After all, Aaron is his man. After Tarun goes back to help solve the Shen Group, this new identity will bring a real and very valuable graduation certificate. It will save face when he takes it out, but he will do a lot Things will be much easier.

Like him, Tan Yufan, he went to a 211,985 school in China at worst, and he went on a craze to get an MBQ degree. At least in terms of academic qualifications, he is definitely not ashamed.

Aaron's insistence was just to give Tan Yufan an explanation.

Although he knew that he was just a chess piece that Tan Yufan could use, but it had to be said that Tan Yufan gave him another life.

"Since you are so persistent, I have no way to confirm with you whether your wish can be fulfilled. I will go back and discuss with other school leaders. If there is a result, I will notify you immediately. Anyway, after the injury is healed, Have you decided to attend school yet?"

Alfred asked hypocritically.

"Don't worry, I won't be going back to school," Aaron said.

After hearing his affirmative answer, Mr. Alfred felt relieved and got up to leave.

There was no need for further negotiations, and this was a harmless deal for the school, so Mr. Alfred just politely polite to him and left the ward.

He was bored again, the deserted hospital was full of lifelessness, and the bright white made Aaron very uncomfortable, so he pulled the quilt up to cover his head.

The wound on his body was extremely painful because of the pulling of the muscles, but he didn't stop because of it.He closed his eyes and sank into the darkness.

After today, Mr. Alfred did keep his promise and made a decision with his superiors.

Because of Aaron's excellent grades and unfair treatment, the school decided to give him the title of outstanding graduate. Although he cannot speak on stage on behalf of the graduates, or even step into the campus, although all this can only be done secretly, but At least the image of their school can be restored to a certain extent, and Aaron can get his wish.

This is a win-win outcome.

When Aaron heard the news, he had been in the hospital for two days, and no one had appeared in his ward. It was empty and smelled of disinfection, which was really uncomfortable.He couldn't get used to it, he always wanted to vomit in the middle of the night, and the nausea was still lingering.

The main reason is the smell of disinfectant, not only does it not make people feel clean, but it makes Aaron feel very dirty.Because it is very dirty, it needs to be disinfected, but the disinfection is definitely not clean.This is a hospital, there are all kinds of patients, all kinds of germs, it's so dirty.

In short, everything bored him.

Until the arrival of Francis, all this seemed to be alleviated.

It was a fairly bright morning, and it is rare for Inton to have no fog in this season.Once again, Aaron suffered from insomnia until dawn, with thick dark circles under both eyes.He was scrambling to pick at the dead skin of his fingers in boredom, when he heard a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

Aaron thought it was a nurse.

Unexpectedly, a 1.9-meter tall man with flowers came in.

He walked in with some embarrassment, waved the thing in his hand in the air, looked around and asked, "Where is this...?"

Aaron raised his eyebrows at the time: "What are you doing?"

"look at you!"

Francis answered bluntly. He threw the flower at Aaron and sat up on it.

"Get up and sit aside."

Aaron put the flowers on the head of the bed and patted Francis on the hip.

Francis looked at Aaron.

He touched the corner of Aaron's mouth and looked at it carefully: "There is still a little swelling here."

There was something Aaron couldn't ignore in the eyes, a thing called emotion.

"You care about me?"

Aaron asked seemingly unintentionally, and covered the hand that Francis put on his lips with the palm of his hand, took it off and held it gently.

Francis was a little awkward: "Isn't this nonsense?"

He was silent for a while, and said: "It's not all my fault, if I didn't take you to our locker room that night, I wouldn't have come to this point."

Aaron could see how much Francis blamed himself, so he just squeezed his hand and said, "It's okay, it's over. And, we had a good day, didn't we?"

After speaking, he slightly narrowed his eyes and smiled.