Chapter One Hundred: A Game That Is Not A Dream

  The seventh floor ward of the Orthopedic Hospital, Tan Yu was lying in bed, his face twisted in pain. Wen Jing's expression was gloomy as she stood outside the door, not saying a word. Tan Xue couldn't bear to listen and turned her head to one side, speaking softly: "Last night after being sent to the hospital, some anti-swelling medication was administered first, and at 8 am this morning, he went into the operating room for internal fixation with steel plates and screws. Xiao Yu has always been very strong, almost never crying out in pain, but now that the anesthesia has worn off, he must be unbearable."

  Adults usually get brachial plexus anesthesia, and the anesthetic effect is not obvious to begin with. After the medicine wears off, it hurts so much that you're half dead. Tan Yu was able to hold on without crying out, he's really grown up now. He's a real man.

  Huatan Hospital, as the most professional orthopedic hospital in Qingzhou, receives countless orthopedic patients every day. The beds are always tight, so they don't bother with trivial matters. Regardless of whether the swelling has subsided or not, once a patient arrives, surgery is performed immediately. If there's no improvement, they're urged to be discharged. This is the actual situation, and since the surgery has already been done, it would be too much trouble to find another hospital. Tan Yu is still young, as long as the reduction is successful, there shouldn't be any problems. With guaranteed nutrition and persistent exercise, it shouldn't be too difficult for his arm to recover fully.

  The door suddenly opened and a middle-aged woman walked out. She casually closed the door, saw Wen Qian stunned for a moment. Tan Xue hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "Mom, this is Tan Yu's classmate Wen Qian, came over to see Tan Yu after school."

  Looking at this, the woman who treated him like her own son in his previous life, warmly and politely greeted him: "Hello Aunt Tan! I heard from my classmates that Tan Yu didn't go to the exam today, so I came over to take a look. It just so happened that I ran into Sister Tan in the neighborhood and found out that Tan Yu was injured. Don't worry, it's no big deal with a broken arm. He'll be fine soon."

  "Alright, alright," said Mama Qiang, forcing herself to be strong and holding back her sorrow. She spoke warmly, "Thank you so much, little classmate. We also forgot to go to school and ask for a leave of absence. What's the matter with us?"

  Xue supported her mother's arm and blamed herself: "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, Xiaoyu wouldn't..."

  Mom stroked her hair and sighed, "Silly child, he's your brother, it's his duty to protect you. What nonsense are you talking about? No one blames you. It's just that Mom and Dad aren't capable enough, so we suffered such a great injustice. But we also don't dare offend them."

  Last night, Tan Yu went to pick up Tan Xue from work. The two of them ran into Zhao Jianjun and his gang on the way. Tan Yu was young and hot-headed, seeing someone flirting with her sister, she naturally fought back desperately. As a result, she was beaten to the ground by Zhao Jianjun, who viciously kicked her left arm, directly causing a fracture in her upper left arm. If it wasn't for a police car passing by at that moment, who knows what would have happened?

  But even so, the Talks could only swallow their anger. Zhao Jianjun was a famous name in that circle, and if he were to break your arm, not to mention crippling you for life, you'd have to admit defeat.

  She spoke more and more sorrowfully, holding her daughter in her arms, and patted her back twice. Afraid of being seen by Wen Chen, she said: "You take your classmates to go in first, I'll watch Tan Yu. I'm going to the payment office to see if your dad has paid the money, this money is not paid, even painkillers are not given." Although she lowered her voice, Wen Chen still heard her words, looking at Tan's mother hastily leaving back, asked: "How much is it short?"

  Tan Xue lowered her head and didn't speak, Wen Qian said with a warm tone: "What's the delay for? Is it people or money that are important? I think you're usually quite clever, why are you getting into these bad habits now?"

  Tan Xue had never seen Wen Qian so stern and was startled. She quickly raised her head and said, "Today I handed over another 800, which should be enough for a few days, but this is also the last bit of money at home, I will think of a way myself."

  "What else can you think of? Alright, I happen to have a little spare cash on hand, not much, just two thousand yuan. You take it and use it first." Seeing Xue wanting to refuse, Wen Ze smiled and said: "My tone was a bit heavy earlier, don't mind it, and don't be polite either. This money is just lent to you for use, no need to be grateful. In a couple of days, there's something that needs your help, as long as you don't refuse me then."

  Tan Xue didn't know that Wen Qian said this just to let her accept the money, and she was moved in her heart. She bit her lower lip and nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

  Wen Cheng did not enter the house, standing at the door and looking around for a few moments. Tan Yu's cries grew more mournful, his anger surged upwards, his face cold and almost icy. Tan Xue seemed to be a little afraid of him, hesitating before saying: "Aren't you going in?"

  Wen Cang shook his head and said, "I'm not going. I understand Tan Yu, he definitely doesn't want me to see him in this state."

  Tan Xue didn't know when Wen Qing had become so familiar with Tan Yu, she didn't ask, standing beside Wen Qing, staring blankly at her brother's painful face. Thinking that all of this was caused by herself and Zhao Jianjun still wouldn't give up, saying that he would definitely get her within a month before leaving, she finally couldn't bear it and tears fell.

  "Tomorrow, I'll have someone send the money over. Don't worry about school either, I'll help you with your leave." Wen Ze turned around and left, passing by Tan Xue's side, he whispered: "Don't worry, Zhao Jianjun won't bother you again, I'll make him disappear forever!"

  Tan Xue's heart skipped a beat, and she was stunned, her disbelieving eyes fixed on Wen Qing's back, unable to look away for a long time.

  The next day, Wen Ze found Ye Yuting and asked her to bring him to meet Song Bangtian, the leader of Class 10. He took a half-month leave and had lunch with Ren Yi in the cafeteria. Lin Yi and Duan walked over with their rice bowls. This fatty has been lovesick lately, feeling itchy all over if he doesn't see Wen Ze for a day, and would ditch his followers at noon to hang out in Wen Ze's territory, scrounging for food and drink. The three of them chatted and joked together, quite harmonious.

  Ren Yi claimed to have the most research on women. He pointed at a not-so-distant girl with a decent appearance and said: "Based on my observation, it's highly likely that she's not a virgin. Look at her eyebrows, they're scattered. Her skin is soft, there are wrinkles under her eyes, and when she walks, her waist swings too much. Her hip bones protrude, and her butt is round, absolutely not a good girl."

  Liu Zhihe didn't sneak a peek like Ren Yi, but instead openly stared at her. After a while, he retorted: "I think she's still a virgin. You only looked at her waist and didn't look at her legs. Look, her legs are tightly closed together, and in those jeans, you can hardly see any gap. Her neck and face have fair skin with a hint of red, without any yellowish tint. Absolutely still a virgin."

  "It's not what I see."

  "I think so!"

  "It doesn't look like me at all!"

  "Hmm, is it? Liu Zhihe narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly."

  Ren Yi shivered and said: "Yes".

  Wen usually rarely participates in such a shameless discussion, chopsticks flying quickly between the two bowls. After Liu Zhi and forced Ren Yi to surrender with his fists, he was about to eat happily. Suddenly, he found that there was only white rice and a green vegetable smiling at him in his bowl?

  "My grass! Big brother, can you leave one stalk of celery for me to feed the cat?"

  Ren Yi cried with a sad face: "I don't even have a single penny left"

  A contented sigh, rubbing his belly and saying: "One person eating three people's food. It's really good to be full."

  Liu Zhihe inserted his chopsticks into the bowl and stuffed a mouthful of white rice. He said, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat you in a fight, I would have turned against you long ago."

  "Hey Liu, why don't we gather your men and take this guy to the toilet for a beating?"

  Just as the three of them were in the midst of a heated discussion, Bemi walked over and stood about a meter away, asking timidly: "Wen Jian, what's going on with Tan Yu? Can you tell me?"

  Liu Zhihe and Ren Yi furrowed their brows at the same time, and Wen Chen smiled: "What's wrong, didn't your class teacher announce it in class?"

  "The class teacher just said he had something and asked for leave. Didn't say what happened."

  "He's fine, just some small family matters to deal with at home. He'll be able to go back to school in a few days."

  Bei Mi nodded slightly, seemingly wanting to sit down. But was afraid of Liu Zhihe, so could only say: "If there's anything I can help with, just come find me, anything is fine"

  Wen Ze smiled and nodded in agreement. After Bei Mi left, Liu Zhi's expression was strange, and he couldn't help but ask: "What's going on between you two?"

  Ren Yi scratched his head and said in a puzzled tone: "That's right. I don't know why, but I feel like Bemi is acting strange today. It's not like her usual style."

  "Haha, nothing much. Just a little girl wanting to play a little game. I was having trouble catching her, but she's delivered herself right to my doorstep, how nice."

  Ren Yi felt dizzy and confused, but Liu Zhihe's eyes lit up. Understanding Wen Chen's meaning, he clapped his hands and laughed: "Not bad, not bad, this game is very interesting!"

  The night in Qingzhou was as quiet and dark as ever, after midnight the whole city fell into silence. Three vans appeared from the end of a deserted road, quietly stopping in front of an internet cafe. The doors opened. Thirty or so people poured out, all wearing black clothes, with crew cuts, holding steel pipes over a meter long that emitted a chilling glow.

  The colorful lights on the game hall door flickered. In a room of nearly 100 square meters, there were dozens of game consoles. There weren't many customers at midnight. A dozen or so people were scattered in various corners, slapping chips on tiger machines and apple machines. At the counter by the entrance, a burly man was leaning, with a tattoo of a green dragon with its teeth bared and claws outstretched on his exposed forearm.

  The glass door was smashed open with a stick, and shards of glass fell to the ground. The big man woke up from his sleep, lifted his head, and a steel pipe swung down, hitting him on the head, splashing blood everywhere, instantly blurring his eyes. The big man let out a miserable cry. He reached under the cabinet and pulled out a chopping knife, but before he could lift it, another steel pipe struck him heavily on the jaw.

  The sound of shattering bones entered the cerebral cortex, and several broken teeth mixed with thick blood were spat out from his mouth. The big man shook three times before finally falling to the ground under intense pain stimulation.

  Just as Da Han fell down, seven or eight people rushed out from the inner room. As soon as they appeared, they were all knocked to the ground and none of them could get up.

  The man in black at the front retracted his steel pipe. Standing beside the big fellow, his eyes as cold as a venomous snake scanned around and said in a low voice: "Smash!"

  Clubs flew, and one by one, expensive game consoles instantly turned into a pile of scrap iron, just like the strong demolition team swept through. The luxurious hall that was just magnificent and shining became a garbage dump. Only this place, Zhao Jianjun suffered huge losses, and at the same time, his other three game halls were all smashed.