The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Although Xing Haimei may seem to be quite resistant to rehabilitation, his progress is actually quite fast compared to others.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was not surprised when he received the news. He looked at the young man who was recovering through a translucent glass.

The thin, gray-haired boy held the horizontal bars on both sides with his hands. The iron bars were covered with anti-slip pads, and his bruised hands could only cover half of them.

Sweat soaked the boy's hair, and his bangs were messy. Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't need to look closely to know that the hospital gown he was wearing was definitely soaked.

The doctor said that after completing the rehabilitation plan, Xing Hai Ya might do some exercise on her own. This would be a good thing. After all, seeing that Xing Hai Ya seemed to be resisting rehabilitation, Zhu Fu Jingguang had advised her to reduce the amount of exercise in the early stages.

The extra rehabilitation that Xinghai Ya did made up for the missing part. It would be fine if it only made up for that part, but in fact, Xinghai Ya did far more than the planned amount.

Zhu Fujing had originally taken the boy's self-esteem into consideration and found an excuse to stagger his rehabilitation time. This time, the doctor felt that if he continued like this, his fragile nerves might be damaged first.

"This is not worth the loss." The female doctor in a white coat was holding a maroon thermos cup and standing with Zhu Fu Jingguang looking at the boy inside. "He didn't listen to my advice. You should supervise him yourself."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Haruno." Zhu Fujingguang was quite familiar with the attending physician of Xing Hai Meihuo. Perhaps because this case was so rare, the doctor was also very concerned about Xing Hai Meihuo.

Haruno Wakako shrugged. She really liked pretty children. Even though Hoshimi Mei's temper wasn't very good, she was still the child she had taken care of for two years.

She didn't think it was a bother and just pretended not to hear the man's polite words. When she was about to say something, the nurse from the department came over and called her.

"Then I'll be busy now. See you later."

After being interrupted, the female doctor couldn't remember what she was going to say, so she shook the thermos in her hand and raised her chin towards the rehabilitation room, signaling Zhu Fu Jingguang to go in and deal with the little guy inside.

Zhu Fu Jingguang watched the female doctor leave, then raised his hand and opened the door of the rehabilitation room. The young man inside heard the noise and turned to look at him with a dull look in his eyes.

But when she saw his face, her slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and Xing Hai Ya half-leaned on the horizontal bar, raised her hand and said pitifully: "My leg is cramped, can you buy me a wheelchair?"

The wheelchair that Xinghai Yahu uses now is rented from the hospital and needs to be returned. Of course, its comfort level is average.

He really wants to buy a wheelchair for transportation.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the boy's limp arm with some amusement, his eyes fell on his legs wrapped in hospital gown, and followed his words.

"I'll give you a massage when I get back. Forget about the wheelchair. Do you still want to be lazy and not do rehabilitation?"

Xing Hai Ya glanced at him sideways and felt displeased with the man.

Scotland is really busy these days, but he is not so busy that he has nothing to do. Xing Hai Ya may choose to turn a blind eye to his hidden thoughtfulness.

"Doctor Haruno said you can be discharged from the hospital in the next two days, and then you can come back for rehabilitation on time. Let's stop here today." Zhu Fujingguang helped the boy into the wheelchair.

"You can use the rest of the time to go shopping and buy some daily necessities. You can't use the ones you used before."

Xing Hai Mei had no objection to being discharged from the hospital, so he gladly accepted Zhu Fu Jing Guang's proposal and changed into the clothes that Zhu Fu Jing Guang brought with him.

I used to have a lot of clothes, but in the past two years, Xinghai Yahu has grown a lot taller and can no longer wear the old ones, so I have a lot of things to buy.

Xinghai Ya may say that he is not picky and can buy anything he wants, but if he really buys anything he wants, Zhu Fu Jingguang's good days will basically be over.

But he didn't expect that he would end his shopping so late. After having dinner outside, he got into Zhufu Jingguang's car and took out his newly bought mobile phone to check the time.

Scotland will take the things bought today back directly, so he can just go back to the hospital empty-handed.

During this time, Mao Lilan called, of course, she called Morobushi Keimitsu. She mentioned that her music teacher in middle school was getting married, and Xing Haimei was a little unresponsive when she heard this.

In elementary school, he, Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi were classmates in the next class. In junior high school, the other three were assigned to the same class except him.

The teacher is not the same teacher.

It’s just that when I participated in the school competition, the teacher in charge of practice was that teacher, so I can’t say that I didn’t know him.

If Xing Hai Ya had really been in a coma for two years, he might have remembered it all at once, but he was actually working under another identity, which resulted in him being unable to remember it for a while.

"I won't go." Xing Haiya opened the memo on the system panel. Karl had a mission that day, so she could only stay on standby.

If I go to my teacher's wedding with Mao Lilan and the others, something will definitely go wrong.

Mao Lilan did not force it. She hung up the phone quickly and said she wanted to ask Kudo Shinichi whether he wanted to go. Although he took Mr. Matsumoto's class in middle school, the tone-deaf mystery geek was always tortured.

Of course that guy would say no, and he couldn't go even if he wanted to.

Xing Hai Yahu returned the phone to Zhu Fu Jingguang who had parked the car on the side of the road. Seeing that the other party's eyes were always outside the window, he leaned over there.

It's already dark now. The department store has turned off its lights and closed its doors. The nearby company buildings have also turned off their lights one after another. If I go back to the hospital at this time, I'm sure the nurses will nag me.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go back?" After saying this, Xinghai Yahu knew what Scotland was looking at.

In a building not far from them, three large letters were clearly written on the upper floor window glass.

"SOS".

Xing Hai Ya was silent for a moment, then remembered that the system had said that most of the cases happening in this world were related to the [protagonist], so she did not hesitate to pull out 079 who was browsing the forum.

[That one over there isn't the one I think of.]

079 was quite confused at first. It thought that it couldn't read minds, so how could it know whether what it was thinking was the same as what Xinghai Ya was thinking. But then it thought, although it couldn't read minds, it really knew what Xinghai Ya was thinking.

But after being tortured by Xinghaiyin for so long, it was committed to causing trouble for him from time to time, so it cast a smirking expression in the center of the panel.

【you guess. 】

Hearing this, Xing Hai Mei smiled and said, "Okay, but...

[Guess what your year-end rating was this year?]