Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Bi Xia's return to school is not just about asking for leave.

Qiuzheng's dormitory key is in his hands again, and he came over to pack a few changes of clothes.In the hospital, you have to wear a hospital gown, so the only thing you need to take is underwear.

Bi Xia stood at the door of 419, hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to wash up first.After taking a shower and packing up his things, he finally couldn't procrastinate any longer, so he opened Qiu Zhen's closet.

The cabinet was a bit messy, with clothes hanging all over it, and some things piled underneath, no underwear.

He pulled out the box rack under the bed to find what he was looking for, quickly stuffed it into the bag, pushed the box rack and stood up, all in one go.

He stood on the spot, clutched the hem of his clothes, stayed for a while, and then suddenly left.

When Bi Xia arrived at the teaching building, the old class had just returned from class, and when he saw him, he began to sign the leave slip without saying a word, and asked him about the situation.

"Calf fracture, the doctor suggested to wait for the swelling to go down and put on plaster."

"How did it hurt?"

"Car accident."

"A car accident?" Lao Ban raised his head and looked at him fixedly: "Tell me carefully."

After Bi Xia finished speaking, he couldn't laugh or cry: "His parents are here?"

"Ah."

The old class nodded: "Leave me an address, I'll go and see him in the afternoon."

When Bi Xia left, the old class stopped him again: "Don't delay your own study."

He just casually mentioned that Bi Xia's ability is there, and he is still very relieved, but they are all students, and Bi Xia has no obligation to Qiu Zhen.

When Bi Xia was talking to the old class, the teacher at the next desk was also talking to his students.

A girl, Bi Xia remembered her, named Ying Yarong.

She likes Qiuzheng.

There was no plaster cast on Qiuzheng's leg, the swelling subsided a little, and his activities were strictly restricted.Seeing that he was young, the doctor knew that he couldn't lie down, so he deliberately told him that he would have to stay for a few more days if the swelling swelled up again.

So Qiu's mother took Bi Xia out to eat, and Qiu Zhen was alone in the ward looking through Qiushui.

Bi Xia has a restrained personality and usually doesn't like to talk, but this is Qiu Zhen's mother.

Professor Wang had a meal with Bi Xia and liked him more and more.She and her husband are both majors in literature, one in literature and one in history, but they gave birth to a son who has no ink at all.

Qiuzheng math is good, but what does that matter to them?They respect their children's strengths, but it doesn't mean they want their children to inherit their mantle.

When they were young, their husband and wife would argue about whether to let their son study Chinese or history in the future, but the son went all the way to mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Bi Xia is different. Mr. Xia brought it out with one hand, and he writes well. He has read a lot of books, and he can speak a few words about literature, history and philosophy.

She wished she could have another son with Xia Wenlan.

Qiuzheng waited until they came back until his chest was pressed against his back.

Bi Xia was about to arrange the packed lunch for him, but was stopped by Qiu's mother: "It's not like he broke his hand, let him eat it by himself."

Then he pulled Bi Xia to sit on the sofa: "Come tell Auntie what you plan to learn in the future?"

"I didn't think so."

Professor Wang's eyes lit up.She didn't think about it, so she could fight for it.Then he thought of his grades, Beiqing was steady, so he probably wouldn't be her student anymore.

Maybe they can be colleagues.

In the afternoon, Qiu's mother went to the police station to deal with her son's affairs, and there were only two people left in the ward.

Qiu Zhen's mobile phone has already been charged, he lay down and played games all morning, now he is a little bored, so he casually said: "If you are my parents' son, they can wake up laughing from their dreams."

"Really?" Bi Xia's hand peeling the mangosteen paused, and his thumb was red.

"Yeah, you don't know when I was a child, they were still arguing who I would learn from in the future," Qiu Zhen rolled his eyes: "Aren't you kidding? I can remember Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the moonlight in front of my bed is good."

He suddenly smiled: "When I was a child, I still struggled with whether to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University."

"Have you figured it out?" Bi Xia took out a wet towel to wipe his hands.

Qiu Zhen looked at Bi Xia, Bi Xia looked at him, Qiu Zhen realized that he was asking if he had made up his mind, Tsinghua University or Peking University?

It seems that for him, this is really a question that needs to be thought about.

We are different.

Qiu Zhen didn't speak for a long time, and Bi Xia hesitated: "You don't want to go to Beiqing?"

Qiu Zhen put his hands behind his head, if it wasn't for the injury on his leg, he would probably be able to stretch his legs on the bed.

"I can't."

"Yes." Bi Xia's tone was calm, but it made people believe it unconsciously.

Qiu Zhen laughed: "Then believe me? I don't even believe it myself."

"I believe in myself."

Qiu Zhen shook his head and didn't talk about this question again, they were only in the first year of high school, and it was still early.

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and Qiu Zhen was surprised for a moment. Has the shift changed?This nurse lady knocked on the door first during her ward rounds?

"Come in."

It wasn't a nurse who came in, Qiu Zhen frowned imperceptibly and then quickly relaxed, with just the right surprise on his face: "Why are you here?"

Just now he said that his mouth was in a hurry, so he ordered a bunch of snacks, and Bi Xia went to buy them for him, but he hasn't come back yet, and he is the only one in the ward.

"I heard that you were in a car accident, so I came to see you."

Who did you listen to?

"It's nothing serious, I'll be out of the hospital in two days."

Ying Yarong walked to his bedside, looked at his splinted leg, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Seeing Qiuzheng look at her with goosebumps, it hurts, but how dare he say it.

After Ying Yarong finished speaking, Qiu Zhen stopped talking and looked at each other silently, silent embarrassment spread in the room.

Ying Yarong looked around: "Do you eat fruit? I'll peel an apple for you."

"I just had dinner."

In fact, he wanted to say that it was my broken leg.

The door was pushed open again, Bi Xia came back, and Qiu Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that it was him, Ying Yarong felt a little uncomfortable, after all he "heard" it from Bi Xia.

Bi Xia was not surprised at all. Qiu Zhen needed a lot of snacks, and the convenience store in the hospital couldn't buy them all. He walked a little further and met their mother and daughter in the hospital parking lot.

Her mother has been blaming her.

"As a grown-up, don't you know what you can eat and what you can't eat? I was nervous about studying and asked for leave, and I was too tired to ask for leave."

"Mom, you are busy with work, go back first. I will go back after I prescribe the medicine..."

Allergies, what a coincidence.

Bi Xia withdrew his thoughts, nodded at her, and handed the snacks to Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Zhen completely forgot what he said just now, opened a bag of potato chips and started to eat, the fresh smell of cucumber filled the room.

Bi Xia poured him a glass of water: "Do you need painkillers today?"

With his eyes closed, Qiu Zhen seemed to be feeling the pain level: "No, it's still bearable."

Bi Xia nodded.

Ying Yarong stood aside, unable to speak, she suddenly felt out of place.

She tried to convince herself that this was the right thing to do. Qiu Zhen was always polite to girls, but he wasn't close.That's his deskmate, so he must be familiar with it.

But she was still mad with jealousy. Qiuzheng had always been very popular and had many brothers, but none of them gave him such a feeling. This was the first time she was jealous of a boy like this.

Her allergies are not serious, and she only took two hours off. If she doesn't go back, the head teacher will call her mother to confirm the situation.

She has to go.

She said goodbye, Qiu Zhen nodded casually and said goodbye.Ying Yarong immediately looked back at him, but saw that he had already turned his gaze to Bixia.

She bit her lower lip unwillingly, and Bi Xia glanced at her.That look, what should I say?She seemed to have nothing, but also seemed to have insight into everything. She just felt that she could no longer hide her small thoughts, and she was very embarrassed, so she ran away.

She likes Qiuzheng, and in order to see him, she deliberately ate something she shouldn't be allergic to.

So what?

Bi Xia withdrew his gaze, Qiu Zhen wouldn't know, and he wasn't interested in building bridges and making trouble for himself.

Two days later, Qiu Zhen finally got a plaster cast and was able to leave the hospital!

The owner of the off-road vehicle was found, and he was not the one who was short of money. The police station called and quickly lost the money.My son was also at fault for this matter, and Qiu's mother didn't hold on to it.

Bi Xia didn't say a word when he heard the result of the settlement. Qiu Zhen lost his car and lost his leg in exchange for thousands of dollars.

He gave all the money to Bi Xia.

"Medical bills."

Qiu's mother left yesterday after finishing the matter. She has her own job. If Qiu Zhen needs her, she can put everything to accompany her, but now he obviously doesn't need it.

Then she still has to live her own life.

Qiu Zhen returned to school on crutches and attracted much attention.

The old class didn't know what to say, the whole class knew that he was injured and hospitalized, and all parties expressed condolences, and they looked very sorry, saying that they wanted to see him, but the class teacher refused to approve the leave.

Generally, if some students are hospitalized, the homeroom teacher will indeed bring the students to visit, but Bi Xia is there all the time, who else is there to look for?So only Lao Ban went to the hospital that afternoon.

Qiu Zhen felt that it was a bit embarrassing to be injured in a car accident, so no matter how anyone asked him, he would not speak.

So everyone began to use their imaginations freely, and the rumors always spread more and more outrageous. After a few versions, Qiu Zhen has become a young hero waiting for recognition for his righteous deeds.

Qiuzheng: ...

Wearing a cast does not have to be as careful as in the hospital, but there are still many inconveniences.

The biggest problem is that he walks slowly during meals. Others may ask his classmates to help bring the meals. The classmates also think so. Several people offered to bring them for him, but Qiu Zhen refused.

He told the old class that his legs and feet were inconvenient, but he wanted to eat a hot meal, so he applied for the class before the meal to leave 3 minutes earlier.

The old class said: "Don't tell me, you can tell the teacher, and they will agree."

Qiu Zhen made an inch of progress: "I can't walk steadily by myself, I'm at the same table with me."

"You tell it yourself."

Qiuzheng really went to talk.

At noon the next day, when class was about to end, Qiu Zheng openly opened it, picked up a cane, and walked out the back door, taking his deskmate with him.

The other students saw that the teacher was so easy to talk to?

Brother Qiu must be doing what is just right!

Qi Jiale couldn't hold back, and asked several times a day: "Brother Qiu, what have you done?"

Qiu Zhen was impatient and perfunctory him: "I saved a kitten."

Kitty?He suspected that he heard it wrong: "Meow meow?"

Qiu Zhen disliked it: "What cuteness are you selling?"

"Is it really a cat?"

"It's a cat."

"Oh." Qi Jiale changed his expression, squinting his eyes, looking a little obscene, he lowered his volume: "I heard that Ying Yarong is going to see you."

Qiu Zhen frowned: "Who did you listen to?"

"Really?"

Qiu Zhen responded indifferently: "Who said that?"

"I heard from my friends in class thirteen."

"She is allergic, drop by, don't guess."

"Oh~ by the way."

I was allergic, so I went to the inpatient department on the way, which was really smooth.

Qi Jiale wanted to say more, but Bi Xia's voice came from behind: "Rang Rang."

He turned around in a jerk and smiled with a smile: "The school committee is back?"

"Ah."

He didn't know why he always felt that Bi Xia seemed to be in a bad mood, but looking at Qiu Zhen, he resisted the urge to gossip and slipped back to his seat.

Qiu Zheng raised his head to look at him, Bi Xia threw the water glass into his arms, and Qiu Zhen hurriedly took it.What's going on here?

He has been discharged from the hospital, so he is no longer considered a patient, so why not take care of him?

Qiu Zhen tentatively called out: "Bi Xia?"

Bi Xia glanced at him and said in his eyes: What's the matter?

Qiu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, just ignore him, and he smiled brightly: "It's okay."

Bi Xia looked at his white teeth, and the cloud in his heart dissipated a lot.

Qiu Zhen watched him write four words on the paper: Xu Xu Tu Zhi