Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 128 Turning the Tables for a Slacker (3)

Ordinary people really wouldn't think of such a harmful and expensive method.

Ning Jing thought about it carefully, and finally shook her head, "I have rarely interacted with people since I gave birth to you, so how could I possibly have enemies?"

After failing to reach an agreement, the two went back to the previous hospital to complete the discharge procedures.

After hearing the news from the nurse, Dr. Chen rushed over. Perhaps because he was too anxious, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Aren't you all being ridiculous? And you, don't you know your mother's health condition? Aren't you going to try to persuade her?" Dr. Chen frowned, his eyes full of concern.

Shen Yun nodded seriously, and upon closer inspection, one could still see a hint of painful struggle in his eyes. "Dr. Chen is right, but after careful consideration, we have decided to accept conservative treatment."

Ning Jing has never been good at handling such situations, and upon seeing this, she could only nod hastily.

Dr. Chen's face stiffened slightly, not expecting such a change, but in an instant he said with a stern face, "Have you thought this through? If you are discharged from the hospital, you won't be able to use that donation."

He carefully observed Ning Jing's expression, which remained as calm as ever. Despite the passage of time, her beauty was still evident. He thought to himself that she was, in fact, a pitiful person.

While still in a daze, Shen Yun had already quickly completed the discharge procedures.

Ning Jing didn't bring anything with her when she came, and when she left, she only took a few sets of clothes to change into.

Shen Yun looked at Dr. Chen, whose expression was unreadable, and bowed solemnly. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up. "I'm so grateful for your careful care during this time, Dr. Chen. I will definitely repay you when I have the chance."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone a little strange, but Dr. Chen didn't think much of it. He didn't think the mother and daughter could find any way out now, so he just offered some words of advice and stopped trying to stop them when they insisted.

Even after leaving the hospital for a long time, Ning Jing was still in shock. The changes and developments in these events far exceeded her expectations. The ups and downs of her life had almost exhausted her, leaving her unable to think about anything else.

She suddenly realized that if Xiaxia hadn't discovered all this, and she was still in the hospital, what would have happened if things had continued to develop this way?

Her face turned pale, as if she had thought of something bad.

As she watched the setting sun sink into the distance, memories resurfaced. Those painful recollections still haunted her. Even after so many years, could they still not let her go?
A few days later, Ning Jing packed her things and quietly moved, thinking that those people wouldn't come looking for her.

But what she didn't expect was that she wasn't the one who was exposed.

Shen Yun still went to school, bringing with her a set of five-year college entrance exam simulation books that she had bought at great expense. Her homeroom teacher knew about her family's situation, so she didn't ask any questions, but just patted her on the shoulder and told her to study hard.

Shen Yun looked at the spot where the original owner had been sitting and her heart sank. Various insults were written on it in black pen. She looked around and met the gaze of a girl.

Disdain, disgust, and perhaps even a hint of jealousy seemed quite out of place on her delicate face.

This girl, named Lin Yue, is the kind of child everyone admires.

She has excellent grades and a delicate appearance.

Shen Yun lowered her eyes; she didn't recall ever having any conflict with Lin Yue.

He pulled out the remaining books from the desk, glanced at the empty seat behind him, and went over to sit down.

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, their expressions largely the same, mostly showing astonishment and fear.

Shen Yun pursed her lips and glanced at the person sleeping next to her. Was there some kind of demon or monster sitting next to her in this spot?

[The objective has been identified.]

[Climbing the social ladder: Engaging with Fu Xing.]

Fu Xing, the school bully of No. 1 High School, other information unknown. Shen Yun: "I'm not doing this mission, do whatever you want!" Who knows which idiot came up with the name of this mission.

Foolish2345 paused for a moment, then said, "Host, look at his face before you speak."

Looking at his face, Shen Yun touched his chin and, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, slapped that dark head.

"Hiss~" Gasps of breath rose and fell.

2345 was also dumbfounded. It knew that its host was unreliable, but it didn't expect it to be this unreliable. Did it really need to be so rigid to judge what a person's face looked like?

The sleepy-eyed boy looked up, his eyes filled with a dazed look of not being fully awake and a gloomy feeling of being disturbed.

Her appearance was indeed top-notch, but in Shen Yun's eyes, she immediately slapped him again, not stopping at all because of his good looks.

2345, [Host, don't you like good-looking people the most?] Why would you be so ruthless? Is it because he's not good-looking enough? That shouldn't be the case. It thinks his looks are already unprecedented.

Beneath her wispy bangs were a pair of eyes that seemed to hold the stars, her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, her nose was high and straight, and her perfectly thin lips were a pale pink.

If it weren't for the fact that it doesn't have a physical form, it would want to give it a kiss.

Shen Yun: When I see this face, I can't help but want to slap it.

"Do you want to die?" The hoarse voice was filled with murderous intent.

If killing intent could materialize, the surrounding air would probably be shredded into pieces.

Upon seeing this, the crowd who had been secretly watching the commotion quickly turned to their books, each one as obedient as a quail.

"Sorry, you have dandruff in your hair. Let me pat it off for you," Shen Yun said earnestly.

He almost believed her if what she said hadn't been so unconvincing.

Fu Xing paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the table, and said coldly, "This is not a place for you to sit."

Shen Yun turned her head, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, and ignored him.

He's clearly just a little kid who's not even an adult yet, why is he acting like a domineering CEO?
She took out the poems she was required to memorize and began reading them as if no one else was around.

Perhaps feeling that his dignity had been offended, Fu Xing's anger intensified. Suppressing the urge to lash out, he continued, "If you want to stay in this class, leave this seat immediately."

Shen Yun rolled her eyes in utter exasperation. "Why are you so afraid of me sitting here? Are you afraid that we'll develop feelings for each other over time?"

"You... shameless." Two blushes immediately appeared on her fair face, making her look quite attractive.

So innocent? Shen Yun was a little confused. The difference between before and after was too great. She turned her head and looked at several people who were pretending to read books, but were actually trembling with fear.

Do they know that this school bully is actually very easy to flirt with?

Although her face is still quite irritating, her unexpectedly cute personality is very alluring.

Anyway, it's just an engagement, and it only happens in this world, so it shouldn't have any impact, Shen Yun thought.

I can't find that comment anymore, so I'll address it here. Regarding the question of whether the name and characterization of "Zhao Di" insults Jiang Ziya's wife from the Investiture of the Gods, my answer is no. The second story has absolutely nothing to do with the Investiture of the Gods, neither in its structure nor its overall development. If it were a monarchical era, and "Zhao Di" were a monarch, I wouldn't dare use even a homonym of "Zhao Di," let alone "Zhao Di." But she isn't, and this era isn't either. Also, I want to say that most literary classics and online novels are fictional. Even if they have some basis in reality, they are still primarily fictional. As the saying goes, "An essay is an essay, you can't write it without exaggeration," so don't take it too seriously!

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