Shi Fengyue was a man who was difficult to judge based on the moral standards of the world.
In the early spring, the city of Yan was mostly gray. Sunday morning was a rare sunny day.
Jiang Chen ate breakfast with his parents, went back to his room and prepared before heading out.
Yang Si didnât have work today. After yesterdayâs events, she realized that the harmony and happiness of the family was the most important thing. Just as Jiang Chen was going out, she also decided to head out with Jiang Zhuo to the park to bask in the sun, so that this gloom-shrouded family could have a bit more sunshine.
Jiang Zhuo had no objection. Since the accident, he had yet to go out. At first, he was not in the mood to go out. Later, it was because he did not want to trouble his wife and son. But at this time, both his wife and son were very happy, so naturally he would not be opposed to it.
In Yan City in 2004, most buildings did not have elevators. And the Jiang familyâs home was on the fifth floor, so it was not easy to go out.
Jiang Chen carried his father on his back, Yang Si carried the wheelchair, and the family of three went downstairs carefully step by step.
The laughter of the children outside and the movement from time to time in the neighborsâ apartments made the stairway journey short. Although no one spoke, the silence was not stuffy.
When he reached the first floor, Jiang Zhuo, who was on Jiang Chenâs back, suddenly sighed and said, âChen Chen has grown up.â
His words seemed to open the familyâs chatterbox.
Yang Si smiled and said: âIsnât it so? It seems that all of a sudden, from such a small child, he has grown into this towering appearance.â
Jiang Zhuoâs smile returned to his usual cheerfulness: âYes, like me, as expected of my son.â
âThatâs hard to say for sure.â Yang Si disagreed very much: âChen Chen is so well-behaved and sensible because he is like me. You were clumsy and impatient when you were young, how could you compare to our sonâs calm and steady demeanor.â
âYes, this part is like you.â Jiang Zhuo didnât argue with his wife, he smiled and said, âBut his smarts take after me, good at academics since childhood.â
âHow come his smarts take after you?â Yang Si disagreed even more: âCan you compare your grades to your sonâs when you were in school? Your son is smart because he is serious, plus my genes!â
Jiang Zhuo was a little aggrieved: âThen what part of our son is like me?â
Yang Si also felt as if she couldnât justify it if everything about their son resembled her, so she responded to her husband with a vague perfunctory answer: âIsnât he good at playing basketball like you?â
Jiang Chen listened to his parentsâ nostalgic bickering, and the smile in his eyes spread little by little. The family of three walked out of the corridor, and the bright sunshine dispelled the last trace of gloom.
After sending his parents to the park, Jiang Chen took the bus at the nearby bus stop.
At eight oâclock in the morning, the city of Yan already had a trace of the crowdedness in the later years, but it did not have the fast rhythm that seemed as if one would be left behind if oneâs step was slow.
The bus drove slowly, its passengers included the old men carrying bird cages, the students in school uniforms, and the young people who were always on the phone. There were people chatting and laughing, others quiet and napping. All of this gave off a harmonious and retro feeling.
For Jiang Chen, this scene was indeed retro.
Although he also came from this time, in his memory of the first life, more of it involved high-rise buildings and rushing crowds. And in the second life this scene was replaced with flying vehicles, and one actually needed special approval documents to drive on the ground.
He looked at everything in front of him with curiosity and freshness, and the corners of his mouth quirked upwards in a relaxed smile that he didnât even notice himself, but in the eyes of others, he also made a pleasing morning scene.
The handsome and fair-skinned boy stood quietly with one hand grabbing the railing ring and by the back door next to the window, and just his appearance while looking out the window showed off a bright and casual aura that was enough to attract attention from others.
Jiang Chen was unaware of his surroundings. When he heard the station announcement, he just followed the crowd and got off of the bus.
The Yan City No. 3 Hospital was not well-known in Yan City at this time. When medical resources became scarce in later years, only then did its spine surgery and vascular surgery departments become well known. And the biggest reason why its spine surgery department could be known to everyone was because of Shi Fengyue.
Shi Fengyue was a man who was difficult to judge based on the moral standards of the world. There was no doubt about his profound medical skills and outstanding talent in this area, but as a doctor, he did not have the sense of responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded that doctors pledged to do. He only regarded healing and saving people as a challenge and interest.
He didnât pick up cases that couldnât arouse his interest, didnât pick up cases that werenât challenging, or didnât pick up cases when he was in a bad mood. This kind of unrestrained temperament caused most people to criticize and resist him for a period of time, and some people even went to the hospital to pull up banners demanding that scum like him should get out of the medical world.
But these didnât affect him in the slightest, he still went his own way, and those who wanted to ask him to do their surgery were still lining up one after another.
No kidding, for those surgeries that other doctors couldnât perform, only Professor Shi could save their lives. It was not like they would be willing to go die for the public opinion of the outside world, right?
After a period of controversial public opinion, the public saw that it was useless to affect him, and gradually dispersed, and went back to living their own daily lives. But Shi Fengyue became famous as a result, and then there were rumors that Professor Shi was extremely young and good-looking. This made the public very curious about this very talented but willful genius, and because of this, a wave of brain-dead fans were born, specially loitering around the hospital to see if he was indeed really that good-looking.
As a result, during that time, Yan City No. 3 Hospital recruited more than a dozen security guards, and had to stipulate that people were not allowed to stay in the outpatient department of the hospital without registering to see a doctor. Only then did it stop this absurd star-chasing phenomenon.
Shi Fengyue, on the other hand, remained unaffected. He resigned after staying at the Yan City No. 3 Hospital for less than three years. According to rumors, this was because he felt tired of doing surgical operations and went to look for other interesting things to do. Whether this rumor was true or not, no one knows. As for what he did after resigning, Jiang Chen no longer paid attention or know.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen stopped in front of the outpatient building and sighed inwardly before walking in. It was not the most difficult thing to find Shi Fengyue, what was the most difficult thing was o get him to agree to perform an operation on Jiang Zhuo.
In the inquiry hall on the first floor, the nurses at the service desk were very enthusiastic. When they learned the name of the doctor he was looking for, they quickly searched for him in the system. However, as Jiang Chen expected, there was no such person in the doctor listing yet.
Jiang Chen was not disappointed either. This was something he had long expected, because what he remembered was a vague period of time, not a specific point in time. At this time, it was not necessarily a bad thing for him that Shi Fengyue had not yet come to the hospital. Because for Shi Fengyue, the operations he was willing to take on were more difficult as time passed, and there were fewer operations that could inspire his interest. So during his early days at the hospital, the possibility of getting him to agree to accept his fatherâs operation was higher.
On the way home, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered that his parents might still be in the park at this time, so he got off the bus two stops earlier. But what he didnât expect was to meet Shen Xu when he walked out of the bus stop.
Shen Xu was also surprised to see Jiang Chen, and immediately jumped up and beckoned: âJiangzi!â
âWhy are you here?â Jiang Chen glanced at the school gate behind him, a little curious. Shen Xu was not a good student who returned to school for self-study or to do homework during the holidays.
âI didnât bring my homework when I went back yesterday. Who knew my parents came back. Normally we barely see each other a few times throughout the year but when they came back, they immediately asked me if I had done my homework, putting on a caring expression. If they really care about my studies, would they not even be able to find time to attend parentsâ meetings?â Shen Xu pouted and complained, and said unwillingly, âThey saw that I donât have homework, and I could only give in, and so I came back to school to get the homework.â
Jiang Chen glanced at him and said lightly: âOf course Uncle and Aunt Shen care about you. What will you eat if they donât make money?â
Shen Xu knew that Jiang Chen would say this. From childhood to adulthood, whenever he complained about his parents, Jiang Chen would seriously tell him that his parents did things for his own good, he was used to it, and he did not take it to heart at all.
âWhat are you doing here?â Shen Xu changed the subject: âIsnât it two stops before you reach your community?â
Jiang Chenâs residential area was two stations away from the school, less than 20 minutesâ walk. The park area was not small and spanned three stations. Near his residential area was the south entrance, the middle station was the east entrance and the library, and the north entrance was near the school, which was why he got off the bus two stops earlier to look for Jiang Zhuo and Yang Si from one end to the other, which would not make it easy to miss the two.
Jiang Chen explained briefly, and Shen Xu was very happy to hear that, and said, âUncle Jiang should go out more to get some sunshine, helps with improving the mood.â
âLetâs go, Iâll accompany you to get your homework.â Jiang Chen nodded and said, âWeâll go look afterwards.â
Shen Xu immediately had a bitter face: âAw, no.â He wanted to go to the dormitory to find the boarding classmates to copy homework from.
How could Jiang Chen not know Shen Xuâs plan, and glanced at him lightly: âYou going or not?â
âGoingâ¦..â
The school on Sundays was empty and quiet. Except for the occasional sound of third year classes being made up on the fifth and sixth floors, there were basically no people on the other floors.
Jiang Chen and Shen Xu took the keys from the grandpa in the reception room, and soon entered the classroom to pick up Shen Xuâs homework.
When going downstairs, Shen Xu drooped his head, and his whole person was without energy.
As soon as they reached the stairs on the second floor, the two found that there was someone in the stairwell, several boys standing there seeming to be laughing and chatting about something.
Jiang Chen and Shen Xu looked at each other, and before they could see the situation clearly, they heard the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh from the inside of the enclosure, and then someone laughed and said, âSo what if I hit you?â
Shen Xuâs eyes widened, and he instantly forgot his sadness about having to do his homework. He stretched his head and said, âDamn, actually daring to beat someone in the stairwell, so arrogant!â
The school building of No. 1 High School had a total of six floors and was in a âconcaveâ shape. It sat in the north and faced the south. There were classrooms on the east and west sides, three classes on each side. Each grade occupied two floors. Year two occupied the third and fourth floors, while year one occupied the first and second floors.
However, at this time, both the first and second high school years had the day off, and the third high school years was making up classes upstairs.
Shen Xu had always had a wide range of social circles, and after just one glance, he had an impression of one guyâs profile face, and said to Jiang Chen, âThey should all be high school first years.â
Jiang Chen was thoughtful, he vaguely felt that the voice of the person who just spoke was a little familiar, but he searched for this personâs information in his memory and found nothing.
Seeing that Jiang Chen didnât speak, Shen Xu also frowned. It was not that he didnât want to take care of this matter, but the situation was special now.
Although it was the weekend now, the teaching office didnât have the day off. If it was a normal day, then he could forget it. It was not uncommon for him to meddle when seeing little brats bullying others, but at this time, Jiang Chen was being watched by Zhang Three Hairs with all his strength to get him in trouble, as long as Jiang Chen was involved, even if he was just standing with them, if Zhang Three Hairs knew then he would absolutely reverse the truth, and it would not be surprising that he would directly say that Jiang Chen was bullying junior students.
The two of them just stood at the entrance of the stairs, and the group of people in the stairwell naturally saw them.
One of them whispered to the tallest boy beside him: âBrother Sun, the two upstairs seem to be second or third years, what should we do?â
The boy known as Brother Sun looked up, and when he saw Jiang Chen and Shen Xu clearly, his eyebrows furrowed a little bit. At the same time as he looked up, Jiang Chen also saw him clearly, including those triangle eyes and narrow forehead. It was not a face that was easy to mess with, clearly he had no impression, but there was still a sense of familiarity.
When the two sides looked at each other, the boy who was just being surrounded and beaten coughed, and suddenly a scream sounded.
Jiang Chen and those people looked his way at the same time, only to see a fat boy in the innermost ring frantically shaking his arm, a thin small boy hanging from his arm. The boyâs head was smashed against the wall several times, but he still didnât let go.
âF**k!â When his own people were bitten, the triangle eyed boy felt thatbhe had lost face and immediately kicked the boy, âLet go!â
Shen Xu cursed, jumped up and rushed down.
He didnât intend to meddle in what was not his own business. Apart from worrying about Jiang Chen, he also didnât see the condition of the child inside. He thought that through such a thick cotton jacket, he wouldnât be able to suffer much damage in a fight. In comparison, Jiang Chen was more important, but at this time, when he saw the boyâs head being hit against the wall like this, he couldnât help it any longer.
He ran downstairs in three steps at a time, pushed the tallest boy away, and said angrily, âYou f**king want to kill people!â
Sun Zhi was pushed, and was just about to get angry, but after seeing Jiang Chen who was slowly going down the stairs, he squeezed his fist and for some reason held his anger back.
âAre you all right?â Shen Xu pulled the boy up, and after seeing the wound on his head and the bruise on his face, he turned his face coldly and said, âAre you guys from the first year? So arrogant?â
âOh? So what if weâre arrogant, what can you do about it?â
Sun Zhi raised his chin. He was already tall, already more than 1.8 meters. Standing in front of Shen Xu, who had not reached 1.7 meters, he was full of intimidation. With him in the front, the other first year high school students also stood up straight, looking very aggressive.
Jiang Chen stood in front of Shen Xu. He stood tall and straight, with wide shoulders and long legs. Although his actual height was two or three centimeters shorter than Sun Zhi, there was not much difference to he naked eye. He said mildly, âHuang Zhiqiang was patrolling the fourth floor two minutes ago. It is expected heâll come down soon, if you donât leave at this time, you wonât be able to leave then.â
Huang Zhiqiang, the director of the discipline department of No. 1 High School, was nicknamed Mad Dog Huang. He liked to catch students who fight or have puppy love. His catchphrase was âI see you!â and those who were caught by him were unable to get away with less than a 3000 word essay that was also to be heavily reviewed. Its strictness comparable to that of a college graduation thesis, and made a very frightening existence.
Sun Zhi was stunned for a moment, and his followers were also afraid, looking at each other in dismay and wanting to leave immediately. Being scolded was a trivial matter, even if hey receive a demerit, they were also willing to accept it, but none of this was as torturous as 3000 words of self-criticism!
Jiang Chen was calm and steady, his eyes slid over everyone calmly, and when they landed on Sun Zhi, its gaze was a little deep.
Sun Zhi subconsciously wanted to take a half step back. He gritted his teeth, turned his head and said âyou just waitâ to the boy in the corner, and immediately ran away with the other students.
The corridor instantly became empty.
Shen Xu checked the boyâs injury and asked worriedly, âDo you want to go to the infirmary?â
The boy kept his head down, and didnât raise his head even when asked by Shen Xu, and said dully, âDonât worry about it.â
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, pulled Shen Xu away, and said indifferently, âThis kind of thing will happen more after happening once, you can either find your parents and teachers to solve it, or you can become stronger yourself, so that people canât bully you, and if you canât do anything, then study well. If your grades are good, your class teacher will naturally protect you. For that kind of person, itâs not a good choice to endure or go to extremes.â
The boy raised his head abruptly and flushed when he saw Jiang Chenâs cold expression.
After a few seconds, he said, âItâs none of your business!â
After speaking, he pushed Shen Xu away and went down the stairs by himself.
Shen Xu rubbed the pushed arm, and said with a tut: âThis little brat is quite fierce, why didnât I see any of that when that group of people beat him just now, damn, so itâs my fault for helping him. â
Jiang Chen thought of the utility knife that the boy had securely hidden in his sleeve and his eyes flashed, but he did not say anything.