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Hu Yongtao Clinic, under the eye-catching plaque.

Luo Hao heard Zhang Siya's clear voice: "This is it, stop the car."

He immediately stepped on the brakes and the car stopped steadily on the side of the road.

The two men got out of the car quickly. Luo Hao moved his numb legs and a slight tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

“Well, I’m here.

Luo Hao, thank you very much today. This is my phone number. Please remember to contact me if you need any help."

There was sincerity in Zhang Siya's words. She handed over a note and hurried into the clinic.

Luo Hao took the note, was slightly stunned, then shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

He walked with a serious pigeon-toed gait, got on his bicycle, and prepared to go home.

Luo Hao's Chinese restaurant is nearby, only one or two minutes away.

As soon as Luo Hao opened the door, he saw his mother Li Yuexiu coming towards him with an anxious look on her face.

When she saw Luo Hao’s face was covered with adhesive tape, she felt so distressed that she almost cried.

The mother and son looked at each other, and Luo Hao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He looked at his mother's trembling eyes and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He whispered, "Mom, it's okay, I was just riding too fast and I didn't pay attention when I turned and fell.

If you don’t believe it, you can go ask the Hu Yongtao Clinic down the street.”

Li Yuexiu reached out and gently stroked the scars on Luo Hao's face.

Her eyes were filled with complex emotions - heartache, helplessness, unwillingness and love intertwined together, as if the years had been kneaded into this vicissitudes of life face.

"Luo Hao, my mother and I are always ostracized and bullied in this foreign country.

You must be having a hard time in school, right?" Li Yuexiu's voice trembled.

“But you have to be patient, study hard, and make a name for yourself in the future.

Only in this way can you avoid suffering like your mother. "

Luo Hao looked at the tears in his mother's eyes, and he gently wiped away her tears: "Mom, don't worry.

You have to believe in your son.

I'm going upstairs. If the store needs any help, feel free to call me."

"Okay, go upstairs and have some rest." Li Yuexiu's voice was choked with sobs.

“It’s really heartbreaking to see you so hurt.

I don’t know how long it will take for such a handsome face to recover…”

As she spoke, she watched Luo Hao go upstairs, while a man was busy downstairs, muttering to himself.

Such a tragic scene did not seem to affect Luo Hao's mood, because Luo Hao had fought too many times.

From primary school to now, there have been no less than a hundred fights of varying sizes. After all the hardships, Luo Hao's mentality is now super stable.

He didn't take fighting seriously at all. Even if he was surrounded and beaten up, his heart would still be as steady as a rock and would never collapse.

At this moment, Luo Hao was leisurely taking out the disc and gently putting it into the DVD player.

On the screen, the passionate scene of the WBC middleweight world boxing championship gradually unfolded. He whispered: "Japan actually has a world boxing champion too. There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

Although Luo Hao was not a big fan of boxing, this match attracted him like a magnet.

The battle between Mamoru Takamura and Brian Hawke showed unparalleled perseverance and courage.

Especially Takamura Mamoru, even if his brain temporarily lost consciousness, he still fought with his opponent relying on the belief in his heart and never gave up.

After watching this thrilling game, Luo Hao was so overwhelmed that he could not fall asleep.

He seemed to have transformed into Takamura no Mamoru, raising his fist high and waving it around the house, imitating the heroic and fearless fist shadow.

It was late at night and it was almost midnight when my mother finished her business in the store.

She gently pushed open Luo Hao's door, and seeing that he was soundly asleep, she felt relieved and left quietly.

However, shortly after his mother passed away, Luo Hao's dreams were as fierce as a battlefield.

He closed his eyes tightly and murmured, "Jab, hook, swing!"

The voice was full of excitement and enthusiasm.

Suddenly, he kicked off the blanket, waved his fists like a sleepwalker, and shouted, "I am the world boxing champion!"

If outsiders saw this scene, they would think he was crazy.

The next morning, Luo Hao sneezed ten times as soon as he woke up. He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Oh no, why did I suddenly catch a cold?"

When he went downstairs, his mother had already gotten up early and was busy.

When she saw Luo Hao, she asked with concern: "Luo Hao, you look so bad, are you sick?"

Luo Hao slurped his noodles, quickly finished his breakfast, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm fine, I just have a slight cold.

I'll go to the clinic to get some medicine now, don't worry.

I, your son, am a strong man."

After saying that, he wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, rolled up his sleeves, showing off his muscular biceps, and proudly said, "Look, my muscles are so strong, like a big steamed bun."

His mother was so amused by him that she giggled and scolded him, "You naughty boy, you only know how to make your mother happy."

A few minutes later, a gust of wind blew by, and the skirts of the young ladies on the roadside fluttered wildly.

The elementary school students wearing little yellow hats ran away as if they had seen Godzilla.

"Dangdang!"

An old man bumped into a roadside electric pole. "This damn wind, can't it blow slower? I didn't see the color clearly and got a nosebleed. What bad luck!"

Luo Hao parked his bicycle aside, pushed open the door of Hu Yongtao's clinic and walked in.

"welcome!"

Zhang Siya was lowering her head, wiping the counter with a rag intently.

However, she heard bursts of laughter, which were a bit mischievous.

"Hey hey hey!"

The laughter became clearer and clearer. Zhang Siya raised her head suddenly and saw Luo Hao standing in front of her.

When Luo Hao saw her looking up, he quickly retracted his gaze, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, "I... I have a slight cold, and my body feels a little sore, so I came to get some medicine."

Today, Zhang Siya is wearing a pink sweater and a white skirt. She is gentle and lovely, just like a blooming peach blossom.

The young boy Luo Hao looked flustered.

Zhang Siya saw this, her lips curled up slightly, she secretly laughed in her heart, but she didn't show it, "So it's Luo Hao who's here. Body soreness is a symptom of fever. Let's take your temperature first."

She said, pointing to the chair next to her, "Sit there and wait for me. I'll get you a thermometer."

Luo Hao walked to the chair and sat down obediently, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhang Siya's busy figure.

Zhang Siya came over hurriedly and without saying a word, stuffed the thermometer into Luo Hao's mouth.

Luo Hao was caught off guard by this sudden action. He could only hold the thermometer in his mouth and make unclear "humming" sounds.

Three minutes later, Zhang Siya pulled out the thermometer, leaned close to the light and took a closer look, frowning, "Oh, 40 degrees, Luo Hao, your fever is quite high, it looks like you need an injection."

When Luo Hao heard the word "injection", his heart tightened and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

He hurriedly pressed his hands on his trembling legs, fearing that Zhang Siya would notice and lose face.

"Come, get the injection here."

Zhang Siya had already prepared the syringe and medicine, and called Luo Hao over.

Luo Hao had no choice but to bite the bullet, walk up to Zhang Siya and roll up his sleeves.

At this moment, Zhang Siya suddenly changed the subject, "How do you think my clothes are today?

Isn't she much prettier than those little girls in your class?"

Luo Hao looked at Zhang Siya and saw that she was indeed dressed well today, so he pretended to be mature and nodded, "Well, it is indeed very beautiful."

When Zhang Siya heard what Luo Hao said, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on her face.

However, just as she was about to give him the injection, Luo Hao suddenly uttered two words, "But..."

"But what?" Zhang Siya asked hurriedly.

Luo Hao chuckled, "But, compared to the beauty in our class, she's still a little behind."

As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature in the clinic instantly dropped to freezing point.

Zhang Siya's face was chilly, as if it was frozen in ice and snow.

She squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "Stick your butt up for me, quick!"

Luo Hao was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly. Aren’t fever-reducing injections usually injected into the arm?

Why do I need to get my butt pierced all of a sudden?

Although he was confused, seeing Zhang Siya's serious face, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He could only stick out his butt obediently with a bitter face...