"Even if Lin Zhiqin and Yang Jiandong have a good personal relationship, it's been more than half an hour, they should have left by now, right?"

Lu Yuan waited for another five minutes on the eighth floor stairwell, and finally decided to go out and investigate.

The entrance to the eighth floor ward was marked with the words "Orthopedics Ward" in large red letters.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he pushed the door open and entered the inpatient area calmly.

Compared to the ward where his grandfather Lu Yueping was, the eighth floor was much noisier.

The sounds of pain, both loud and small, came from each ward, and some people even screamed hysterically, attracting the scolding of the nurses.

From time to time, family members of patients could be seen hurrying by with water bottles or urinals.

Everyone was busy.

No one noticed Lu Yuan.

"Bed 16"

Lu Yuan's eyes swept over the bed numbers on the doors of the wards one by one.

He quickly found Ward 16.

"That's right, this is it."

The patient's name corresponding to Bed 16 was indeed Yang Jiandong.

Through the glass window on the door, Lu Yuan saw a figure lying on the bed in the room with a head and body wrapped in bandages and a plaster cast on one leg.

There was also a girl in a yellow dress sitting by the bed, probably in her early twenties, who looked very quiet.

"Wow, did he get into a car accident?"

Lu Yuan clicked his tongue secretly, but didn't dare to look more, and walked straight forward.

When he reached the front of the ward with more than 20 beds, he had an idea.

Lu Yuan turned around and walked back. When he returned to Ward 16, he stood at the door and knocked gently.

He turned sideways and retreated to the side of the door. From this angle, the people inside the ward couldn't see his face.

A few seconds later, the door of the ward opened, and a pale yellow figure came out from inside.

"Who are you?"

The girl looked at Lu Yuan in confusion.

Lu Yuan hurriedly said: "I am a student of Coach Lin. Coach Lin seems to have left a spare mobile phone here. Can you help me find it?"

"Oh."

The girl nodded and turned back into the room.

Lu Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that Lin Zhiqin had just been here.

A moment later, the girl reappeared.

"I didn't see any mobile phones..."

"Coach Lin just called me and said he found it, it was left in the car."

Lu Yuan explained apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, it's good that you found it."

Perhaps it was because of Lu Yuan's polite attitude, the girl even smiled at him, "If there's nothing else, I'll go in first."

"Okay."

Just as Lu Yuan agreed, he seemed "curious" again, his eyes looking in the direction of the ward, and he asked casually.

"What happened to this senior brother? I see his injuries seem quite serious."

"Yes."

The girl pursed her lips, and then her eyes began to turn red unconsciously, and her voice also brought a bit of crying.

"He was beaten up. His personality is like this, he liked to fight with people even before he learned martial arts. After practicing fighting for a few days, he actually went to some kind of competition, saying that if he won, he would have money to buy me a house and propose... It's a good thing he didn't die in the ring!"

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Injured in a fighting competition?!

Yang Jiandong actually went to a fighting competition?

Lu Yuan was shocked, but his face still showed an expression of regret and sympathy, and he comforted the girl kindly.

After watching the girl enter the room, Lu Yuan did not leave in a hurry.

Instead, he went to the nurses' station and asked about Yang Jiandong's specific situation.

Because he had just chatted with the girl in the yellow dress, who was Yang Jiandong's family member, at the door of the ward, the nurse thought he was Yang Jiandong's friend and readily let him see the medical record.

"Multiple soft tissue contusions, facial, rib, arm, and right leg fractures..."

In the hospital canteen, Lu Yuan ate while thinking about this matter.

Recently, they, the students who entered Yuanwu Gym at the same time, saw Yang Jiandong less and less.

His class time seemed to be completely different from others. Some people said that he was taught by Lin Zhiqin alone.

Because of this, several people in the class privately went to the martial arts gym to complain about Lin Zhiqin, but it came to nothing.

The relationship with Lin Zhiqin also became strained because of this, and later, one by one, they all dropped out of class and left.

Lu Yuan didn't have much opinion.

The coach favored a certain student and gave private guidance. Isn't that the coach's own business? What's fair or unfair about it?

There was some envy, but as his strength improved, this envy gradually faded.

After discovering today's matter, it completely disappeared.

Although Yang Jiandong's girlfriend did not mention Lin Zhiqin in her words.

But Lu Yuan always felt that Yang Jiandong's injury in the competition had something to do with Lin Zhiqin.

"Otherwise, there's no reason to come and see him... Could it be that Yang Jiandong's competition was arranged by Lin Zhiqin?"

Lu Yuan silently finished his dinner, temporarily put this accidentally discovered secret incident behind him, and then hurried upstairs to return to Lu Yueping's side.

In the evening, he watched the evening news with his grandfather Lu Yueping for a while, and then found an old spy movie to watch.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening, almost nine o'clock, that Lu Xinghua finally appeared in the ward.

"You've worked hard all day."

Lu Xinghua's face was full of fatigue, and the smell of smoke could be smelled from a few meters away.

God knows how many cigarettes he smoked this afternoon and evening.

"Dad, why don't you go home today, I'll stay here and watch over grandpa."

Lu Yuan was worried about Lu Xinghua's condition and couldn't help but speak.

Lu Xinghua waved his hand and said directly: "I'll take you home."

Lu Yuan saw that Lu Xinghua's attitude was firm and there was no room for negotiation, so he had to say: "Then I'll go back by myself."

Lu Xinghua thought about it and didn't insist.

"Then you... be careful on the road and send me a message when you get home."

"Got it."

Walking out of the hospital gate, it was just nine o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yuan called his mother Zheng Qiuling, didn't wait for the last bus, and walked slowly home.

The First Hospital was close to the center of Jiaoyan City, and the streets were still very lively at nine o'clock.

He could often see mobile fruit stalls and various snack stalls placed at intersections.

Lu Yuan couldn't resist and ordered a fried noodles and two skewers of barbecue, squatting on the side of the road and finishing them.

After his physique improved, his appetite also grew day by day.

He had to eat four or five meals a day to not feel hungry, and sometimes even six meals.

Recently, he had started to learn to match his own recipes, studying various high-calorie nutritious meals.

It was just that he was suffering from a lack of money and hadn't been able to put it into practice.

"When the monthly exam is over and the school scholarship comes down, I can have extra meals and eat well."

"And there's the martial arts gym..."

Lu Yuan casually kicked a mineral water bottle in front of him, which happened to land in the trash can not far away, attracting the attention of the two stray dogs next to him.

"I heard from Cheng Peng that official disciples of the martial arts gym need to practice basic fighting skills to the point of proficiency, and their punching power needs to reach more than one hundred kilograms!"

"One hundred kilograms of punching power is equivalent to an amateur third-rank warrior..."

"It's quite difficult, but it's not impossible for me to achieve."

Lu Yuan's strength attribute had just been raised to 9 points not long ago.

Compared to the strength of normal adult men in this world, his current punching power was probably only around sixty or seventy kilograms.

Lu Yuan's confidence mainly came from the two attribute points he hadn't used yet.

"Adding them all to strength, my punching power will definitely reach one hundred kilograms. If I only add one point, I don't know if it will work..."

Lu Yuan's plan was to try his best to allocate one point to agility.

Compared to the other three basic attributes of 9 points and 10 points, 8 points of agility was obviously a bit low.

Thinking like this, he unknowingly left the bustling area.

The west of the city was the old city of Jiaoyan City, far less lively than the previous central area.

After nine o'clock, there were not many people on the streets.

Only the street lamps were on, illuminating the garbage scattered on the road that had accumulated for a day.

Lu Yuan looked up at the sky, but couldn't find the shadow of the moon.

He only saw a hazy light shrouded in dark clouds.

"It seems like it's going to rain..."

Lu Yuan thought to himself, and his footsteps quickened a bit.