Chapter 9

Then Yue Bin shook out his reddened right hand and said to Lu Chi, "We're leaving. See you tonight~"

Lu Chi: "..."

A whole crowd had swept in and then swept right back out. Once he was alone in the hospital room, Lu Chi unexpectedly felt a little lonely. He smiled and shook his head, casually picking up the newspaper on the bedside table. Just as he was about to check today's Yanjing news, the male caregiver who had just gone out to take out the trash immediately appeared in the doorway, looking troubled. "Kid, you'd better not read the newspaper. You heard it just now too—Mr. Yue told you to get plenty of rest. If you keep using your brain like this, Mr. Yue will dock my pay."

"I was just taking a casual look..." Seeing the caregiver's troubled expression, Lu Chi could only hand over the newspaper. "Fine, I won't read it. Can I take a nap, then?"

"That's no problem." The caregiver snatched the newspaper from Lu Chi's hand at top speed, then used cleaning as an excuse to clear out everything in the hospital room with words on it—except the medicine boxes. Only after making sure there were no "survivors" left in the room did he retreat outside in relief.

Lu Chi watched the caregiver's exaggerated actions expressionlessly, feeling as though he did not even have the energy to shake his head. He simply lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

Half-asleep, Lu Chi realized he had started dreaming again. But this time was different from the last few times—he had actually dreamed of the test questions in their entirety, and with his "conscious mind" clear, he could see every single question.

Perhaps it was because he had memorized nine review notebooks, but Lu Chi felt as if he knew how to solve all of these questions. With nothing else to do, he instinctively began working through them in his mind, trying to answer every question he saw and sort out the knowledge points the test setter wanted students to master...

When Lu Chi woke again, both his father and mother were sitting beside his hospital bed, looking at him with concern.

"Son, you're awake? How do you feel? Does your head still hurt?" Mother Lu carefully reached out and touched Lu Chi's forehead. "Let Mom feel it. Does it hurt? Hmm?"

Seeing tears shimmering in Mother Lu's eyes, Lu Chi smiled and took her hand. "Mom, it's fine. Go ahead and feel it. It doesn't hurt at all."

"The club hit the back of my head!"

Mother Lu: "..."

"You brat!" Mother Lu lightly smacked Lu Chi's arm, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "At a time like this, you still have the mood to tease your mother."

"It really doesn't hurt." Lu Chi sat up in bed with a grin. "It's only a mild concussion. If the doctor hadn't insisted on keeping me here for observation, I could've gone back to school already."

"You'd better stay in the hospital and behave!" Father Lu shot Lu Chi an irritated look. "Who knows what bad luck the Lu Family has run into this year. First your brother, then you..."

"Didn't I inherit your warm heart and heroic spirit, Dad?" Lu Chi grinned as he tugged on Father Lu's sleeve. When it came to cheering up his parents, Lu Chi was clearly less reserved than his younger brother.

Father Lu looked helplessly at his eldest son. "You only know how to sweet-talk your parents."

Lu Chi curled his lips. "Don't tell Xiao Heng and Miao Miao about me getting hurt this time. No need to make them worry too."

"If you're afraid of making your family worry, then don't be so reckless in the future." Father Lu picked up an apple and began peeling it for Lu Chi. "Oh, right. When your mother and I came over, we ran into someone who called himself President Qiao. He said he was the father of the little girl you saved. He stopped your mother and me at the train station and insisted on giving us two hundred thousand. Your mother and I didn't take it."

"Of course not. What kind of people are my parents? How could you possibly take that sort of money from him?" Lu Chi grinned, looking gentle and obedient.

Father Lu glanced at his eldest son and continued, "But I told him too. My son got caught up in this mess because he saved his daughter. If there's nothing wrong with your head, then fine. But if you end up with any aftereffects, I'll be coming after him."

After saying that, Father Lu seemed unwilling to continue discussing the matter with his son. Changing the subject, he asked, "Do you know what the person who hit you looked like? What did the police say? When will they catch him?"

Lu Chi smiled. He knew his father was no longer angry. He quickly answered the questions with the proper attitude and obedient manner.

Half a month later, Lu Chi finally left the hospital and returned to school.

Unfortunately, the day Lu Chi returned happened to coincide with Yanda Affiliated High School's regular weekly exam for the second-year students.

Lu Chi: "..."

Author's Note:

While other people's dreams were strange and bizarre, Big Brother's dreams were either about exams or work-related. To make sure his cheat ability could activate smoothly, he even had to work hard to improve his sleep quality...

As expected of a lifelong single Big Brother—his cheat ability was even destined to die alone in such a fresh and refined way_(:з"∠)_

Chapter 9

There were only five minutes left in the exam. Lu Chi sat at his desk with an unreadable expression. Everything before his eyes was so familiar: the questions on the test paper, the classmates seated around him according to their student numbers, even the frequency with which the invigilator paced back and forth across the podium was exactly the same as in his dream.

A piercing bell suddenly rang out. The students around him rose one after another and left. Standing on the podium, the invigilator reminded everyone to observe exam discipline and put down their pens instead of continuing to answer questions. As he spoke, he walked down from the podium and began collecting the test papers in order...

Lu Chi swallowed with some difficulty. His right hand, gripping a black gel pen, trembled slightly, while beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

"Student? Student, are you all right?"

"Huh?" Startled awake by the invigilator patting his shoulder, Lu Chi abruptly looked up and stared blankly at the teacher.

"Student, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to be taken to the school infirmary?" Looking at Lu Chi's pale face, the invigilator reached out to check his forehead, then felt his pulse. "Why are you sweating so much? Your heartbeat is especially fast too."

As he spoke, the invigilator motioned for one of the remaining students in the exam room to get a cup of hot water from the water dispenser.

Lu Chi accepted the paper cup filled with hot water. The slightly scalding warmth spread from his palm, and his rigid thoughts seemed to slowly thaw as well. He smiled at the invigilator and said, "Thank you, sir. I'm fine. My head just hurts a little."