My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

After being sent to the hospital for examination, it was found that there were no internal injuries and all indicators were normal. Lu Zao Zao handed the other party a bag filled with various medicines, gauze, disinfectant and nutritional supplements.

Looking at the glaring label of "vicious female supporting character" above the other person's head, Lu Zaozao was a little dazed. If Lin Zhao's novel had a beginning, would her viciousness, meanness, and ruthlessness be revealed from the very beginning?

It completely omits her past experiences, ignores the bullying, pain, and injuries she suffered in the past, does not write about her transformation, and ignores her soul. It only magnifies her future viciousness to highlight the kindness and brightness of the heroine.

What about the novel that belongs to me?

Maybe he was just mentioned briefly, and had some influence from the Lu family, but he was a dull, stupid, vicious, and useless cannon fodder.

"Do you think I'm particularly funny?"

Lu Zaozao, who was still immersed in thought, was pulled back by Lin Zhao's sudden question. She shook her head and then sat down next to Lin Zhao.

"No, why would you ask?"

"No reason." Lin Zhao stared at the wound on his knee expressionlessly. The doctor had already properly treated it. "Do you know why those people bullied me?"

Without waiting for Lu Zao Zao to answer, she continued talking.

"Because it's safest to bully people like me. I'm good-looking, have good grades, and come from a poor family. Just living a decent life requires a lot of effort. I don't have the extra energy to think about how to resist, and I don't have the strength to fight back. Everyone thinks so. The smiles and considerations of that group of people are shown to the rich. It's normal for me to be used as a target for venting. They just like to see me being teased like an ant."

"People are like this, they bully the weak and fear the strong. Sometimes, people like me are just asking for trouble in life."

"I know." Lu Zao Zao said, "People are easily overwhelmed by many things, injuries, self-esteem, and emotions, so they often feel embarrassed and unbearable."

"You're wrong." Lin Zhao's eyes were fixed on her face. "What really brings down the poor is never injuries or self-esteem. Those things mean nothing. Just bear with them and they will pass."

"There is only one thing that can defeat the poor—"

Lin Zhao gave a half-smile that looked like helplessness and contempt.

“That’s poverty.”

"But..." Lin Zhao paused, "They are really stupid, so stupid that they had to provoke me. There was a girl like you before, who pretended to take care of me, but ended up playing the worst trick on me. She grabbed my hair and slammed me against the wall, causing me to bleed profusely. She also called a bunch of people to watch and take pictures, and made fun of me for fun. Until now, the scar on my forehead has not disappeared."

"Later she said she wanted to apologize to me and asked me to go to an abandoned teaching building. I knew there were no surveillance cameras and no one there, so it was the perfect place for her to bully me. Do you know what happened?"

Lu Zaozao didn't say anything, just looked at her. She knew Lin Zhao would continue talking.

Sure enough, Lin Zhao suddenly burst into laughter.

"Then I pushed her down the stairs. She was bleeding profusely, all over the floor. There's still traces of her dried blood on the stairs, mixed with the dirt on the stone steps. It won't go away. She stayed in the hospital for a long time, and she still has sequelae. Because there was no surveillance and no witnesses, she could only suffer in silence."

"You don't know the look in her eyes when she was lying on the ground. She looked at me in disbelief, as if she wanted to kill me. But because of the pain, she could only wag her tail like a dog and beg me to take her to the hospital as soon as possible. In fact, I gave her a chance. I told her not to choose that place, but she didn't listen to my advice."

"I heard that she is staying on the fifth floor of this hospital. You can go up and take a look now. Maybe she is still lying on the bed with a deathly pale face."

"Do you think I'm vicious and shameless?" Lin Zhao stared at Lu Zaozao's face, as if trying to find the answer she wanted from it. "Do you regret bringing me to the hospital? Do you think I deserve everything I've suffered?"

Lu Zao Zao did not answer. In fact, she did not know how to answer. Human nature was so unpredictable, and the positions of good and evil, right and wrong were sometimes extremely vague.

So she just said, "Go back and have a good rest. Change your wet clothes first. There is cold medicine in the bag. Remember to drink some to prevent it."

Lin Zhao tore Lu Zaozao's clothes off her body, and as if to vent her emotions, she walked away viciously in an instant.

Only Lu Zao Zao was left sitting silently on the bench in the corridor.

After a while, my aunt suddenly called and asked, "Miss, why haven't you come home yet so late?"

"I'm in the hospital and will be back soon."

The other side immediately became anxious, "Miss, what happened to you? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

"I'm fine." Lu Zao Zao replied, "Send a classmate to the hospital for a checkup and go home soon. Don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Lu stood up early, walked along the corridor, and prepared to go down the stairs.

The door of a ward at the end of the corridor was not closed tightly. The wind from the corridor blew it open halfway in an instant. For some reason, Lu Zao Zao turned his head to take a look.

In just that second, he unexpectedly met the eyes of the person lying on the hospital bed, and his sights blended in the air - it was Xie Huinian.

She felt a little short of breath for a moment, but luckily the lights in the corridor outside were dim, which was able to hide all the emotions in her eyes.

It didn't seem right to just bow my head and walk away. After all, putting everything aside, they were still classmates, and it was only right to say hello.

Just as Lu Zaozao was still hesitating whether to go in to show concern, it seemed not a good idea to go in empty-handed. Should she go downstairs to buy a bag of fruit or flowers? He had already turned sideways, leaving Lu Zaozao with only his back.

The wind was very appropriate at this time. With a "snap", the door was completely closed, making a loud noise, like a powerful warning - a warning that she was not allowed to approach intentionally or unintentionally.

Lu let out a breath early. This was a good thing. He didn't have to hesitate about whether to go in or not.

Half an hour later, He Feng pushed the door open and put a basket of fruit on the table.

After three minutes of playing the game, he finally remembered to glance at the sick party, "Oh my god, I just went downstairs for a few dozen minutes and didn't come back, and you looked so bad. I know I'm charming, but you shouldn't miss me too much."

As he spoke, he patted Xie Huinian's head, but when he was looked at by Xie Huinian's sharp eyes, he retracted his pat in dissatisfaction.

"But I have to say you are really something. How come you are sick again after just returning to China? Lin Daiyu, your health is really fucking bad. Next time I will ask the old man to bring you some tonics and see if they are of any use."

After saying so much, Xie Huinian didn't respond and asked casually, "Have you completed the transfer procedures?"

He Feng grew up abroad, and later met Xie Huinian by chance. They grew up together and he is considered his best friend in life.

After Xie Huinian returned to China, He Feng really felt that it was too boring. There was no one to talk to, and he was tired of playing with all kinds of messy things. Xie Huinian had been in trouble since he was a child, and getting sick was a common occurrence. After a month, He Feng simply returned to China.