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Chapter 1228 A Mistake

"Open your mouth! Open your mouth! Hold him down and push!"

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Inside room 205 of the male dormitory at Jiangning University of Science and Technology, a scene of a strongman locking up a male is unfolding.

At this moment, Director Wang and Sister Chuan were pressing Lao Zhao firmly into the chair, while Lin Mo pried open Lao Zhao's mouth to begin a thorough examination.

You think bleeding gums are something to be taken seriously? What if it's late-stage cancer faking it? We have to see for ourselves!

Besides, he studied Traditional Chinese Medicine. Look at his tongue coating, isn't this normal? It's not abnormal at all, okay? Yes, that's exactly it!

After a thorough examination, Lin Mo used one hand to pry open Lao Zhao's mouth and the other hand to grab his tongue, pulling it out for a careful inspection.

"Come on, relax. Dizziness is normal. Show your teeth, let me see your gums. Hey, it looks like your gums are bleeding!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself as he inspected the materials, and after a long while, the three of them stopped moving.

"You're sick! You're sick! You're really sick! I already told you I had a sore gum and it was bleeding from a sore throat, you three big idiots! Ugh~"

After being released, Old Zhao punched each of the three men once, and then started gagging.

There was no way around it; having someone put something in your throat and pull your tongue would make anyone feel disgusted. I almost threw up my dinner.

At this moment, Lin Mo and the other two sat awkwardly on chairs under their beds, never expecting to make such a big blunder.

Although it was a bit awkward, at least the three of them immediately relaxed. It's just that poor Lao Zhao is still squatting on the ground gagging.

"Old Zhao, Director Wang and I were also influenced by Old Mo's slander. He said you were vomiting blood and about to die, how could we not worry!" Chuanmei explained awkwardly.

Director Wang nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. He even took out the paper with the blood on it. You know, our generation has been influenced by stereotypes from watching TV dramas since we were young."

Once someone starts coughing up blood, it's a sure sign that they're terminally ill and about to die. The person coughing up blood will almost always hide it from those around them, pretending to be nonchalant while finally passing away gracefully.

How could we not overthink things when we saw this!

Indeed, this generation has been instilled with certain impressions by various TV dramas and movies since childhood. For example, if the male lead tells the female lead, "Wait for me to come back and we'll get married," then the male lead is definitely going to die.

Once on the battlefield, if a person keeps looking at photos of his wife and daughters, he's unlikely to survive. Coughing up blood indicates late-stage cancer, while jumping off a cliff will surely lead to a miraculous survival and the acquisition of a divine martial arts manual.

Especially jumping off a cliff, that's almost like a safe zone. In TV dramas, as long as someone jumps off a cliff and there's water below, they usually don't die.

These established patterns have almost become their fixed understanding, so when Lao Zhao suddenly came up with one of them, of course they would think of cancer!

Especially considering Old Zhao's terrible appearance, not only has he lost so much weight, but he also looks so old and haggard. In addition, for two consecutive days, Liu Ruyan and Miss Yuan have told him that Old Zhao has a problem. If he still doesn't care, then all those years of watching TV dramas have been for nothing!

"You two cowards are afraid of death! Didn't the three of us agree to this together?" Lin Mo, somewhat losing his temper, shouted at the two of them.

In response, the Sichuan woman shrugged and said, "I just held down his legs, you can't blame me!"

Director Wang: "That's right, I only helped press it a couple of times. Look, you're the one who discovered Old Zhao was vomiting blood, you're the one who misled us, and you're the one who came over to interrogate us. Even what happened just now was because you pulled out Old Zhao's tongue."

There are principal offenders and accomplices in a crime, so we can't expect the three of us to share the blame now!

They don't call me when they're enjoying themselves, but then they blame me for global warming? I won't stand for it!

This really pushed Director Wang to his limit. Look how much he's forced the child to become so eloquent. The three who were just brothers working together have now fallen apart.

This is just like when Lin Mo was hospitalized after his car accident last year. When they heard that he had been hit by a 100-ton truck, Chuanmei and Director Wang rushed over as if their own father had died, fearing that he had died.

But once they saw that he was perfectly fine, they immediately started acting all high and mighty.

Old Zhao is the same this time. If he really has cancer, the three of them will definitely work together as brothers, with those who have money contributing money and those who have strength contributing strength. They can't give up on treatment!

But Old Zhao is fine; he only has bleeding gums, so that's a different story.

"Get out of here! You three are all seriously ill. How can bleeding gums and coughing up blood be the same thing?"

Besides, I already told you my gums were bleeding, and the three of you still didn't believe me?

I really want to crack open your skulls and see if your brains are only the size of walnuts. Your cerebellum is underdeveloped and your cerebrum is completely underdeveloped. It seems like your brains are stuck together and your central nervous system is short-circuited. It's like your left brain was deleted by your right brain when you chat.

It's like your tongue and brain don't have a plan; it babbles and contradicts itself as soon as you start speaking. I'm really afraid that if you three don't explain something clearly, you'll bite your tongues off again.

"The brains of the three of you are so bad they'd pollute the environment if they were in the water. Are you alright? If not, get lost. You three are fine, but I have to prepare for my thesis defense tomorrow. Don't force me to take action!" After recovering, Old Zhao launched into a verbal attack on the three of them.

It has to be said that Lao Zhao, a pure-blooded Northeasterner, does have a knack for languages.

The Sichuan girl is a master of yin and yang, able to curse without using vulgar language, her mouth is laced with venom; while Miss Yuan is a master of C language, her mouth is smeared with honey; and Old Zhao's cursing is imbued with the linguistic talent of a Northeasterner, those long and complicated sentences unique to Northeasterners come out of his mouth without hesitation.

When you argue with someone, sometimes you can't even open your mouth. It's because when someone insults you, they either focus on the language of C, like Miss Yuan, which is very damaging, or they focus on the tone of their words, like Chuan Mei, who is a seasoned sarcasm master and has a strong aftereffect.

But Lao Zhao is different. His main strength is his fast speech, which wins by sheer volume. While others have pauses when cursing, he doesn't. Not only is his lung capacity amazing, but he also has no skill cooldown. He is truly a formidable fighter, capable of taking on a whole group on his own.

Of course, Northeasterners have another characteristic: although they are good at using long and complicated swear words, they advocate taking action rather than talking, unless it is not easy to take action.

Of course, Lin Mo and his two companions weren't new to Old Zhao, so they remained remarkably calm in the face of his barrage of long and complex sentences. They had already been "educated" by him over the previous three years.

"Um, I forgot my keys at home!" Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl immediately stood up.

Wang Chu also stood up: "The squad leader told me to go back to sleep!"

Lin Mo: "Me too!"

Director Wang: "Get lost! You're trying to take advantage of me, aren't you!"

Lin Mo: "Your mom... My boyfriend wants me to come home to watch a movie, is that okay? By the way, Lao Zhao, you're really alright, right?"

Old Zhao: →_→

"roll!"

Upon hearing this, the three of them shouted, "Fine, let's get out!"

After saying that, the three of them ran away together. If they didn't run away, based on their understanding of Old Zhao, he would make a move next.

Of course, Lin Mo is not afraid of Lao Zhao now, after all, he can fight a lot now, but he is in the wrong, so he can't just fight with him here!

"Old Mo! It's all your fault!"

"Get out! How can you blame me for everything?!"

"I also think that Lao Mo should bear the main responsibility!"

"You get out too!"

Outside the dormitory, the three of them went downstairs, blaming each other and refusing to back down.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries with their classmates, the three of them quickly went downstairs. If they didn't run away soon, they would have to waste more time talking to a crowd.

Back in the dormitory, Old Zhao watched the three of them go downstairs in a daze, and couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. He found that he felt much more relaxed since he came back.

Although we had been away from the world for more than a year, everyone had changed a lot when we came back, but the feeling of being together was still the same, still so abstract.

After a long while, Old Zhao stood there and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey~~"

He then reached into the quilt on the upper bed, rummaged around for a while, and took out a small porcelain bottle. This was the only medicine that Director Wang hadn't found.

If Lin Mo and the others were here, they would definitely be able to get out. This small porcelain bottle is a quick-acting heart medicine.

This also shows that Old Zhao wasn't completely unaffected; they just hadn't noticed.

Meanwhile, the three of them joked and bickered as they returned to their apartment complex, then went upstairs separately.

When the class monitor and Liu Ruyan learned about the stupid thing the three of them had just done, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I say, you're making a big fuss over this. If you really want to know about his health, just take him to the hospital. Why make such a big fuss?" Liu Ruyan said with a laugh.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Isn't it you who said he has a problem? I'm just worried!"

“I said he had a problem, but I didn’t say he had a terminal illness. Besides, I’m sure I’m not wrong. Old Zhao definitely has something on his mind. You can’t lie with your eyes,” Liu Ruyan said with certainty.

She was quite confident about this, after all, she had seen all kinds of people over the years!

Old Zhao's eyes and demeanor clearly indicated one thing: he was very tired, not physically, but because most of his energy was occupied by something else, and this situation had been going on for a long time.

Hearing this, Lin Mo's expression became slightly more serious as he nodded and said, "Actually, I noticed it too, but I didn't know what had happened."

When I saw him coughing up blood today, I was completely flustered.

Especially when we were in the dormitory just now, we were almost close to the truth, he was about to confess without being asked, but that idiot Director Wang interfered.

"Well, whatever, let's see. But anyway, after the defense, let's try to keep him here for a couple more days to see him!"

Unlike Director Wang and Chuanmei, his IQ had improved somewhat, and he naturally saw more than the other two. What Director Wang and Chuanmei couldn't figure out, he could.

After all, he wasn't stupid; he just knew he wouldn't get anything out of him in that situation.

"You can handle it yourself. Just ask if you need help. Alright, you've finished your defense, time to hand in your assignment!" Liu Ruyan said with a smile.

Lin Mo:

(End of this chapter)