Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Chi Qinghe ultimately couldn't escape the hospital.

Lao Chi happened to be talking to a friend nearby when he received a call from his class teacher.

He first found the classroom. It was class time and all the students were in their seats.

I looked straight to the back of the classroom and, not surprisingly, saw my son sitting at the last table.

The teacher in class also knew the situation. After signaling Chi Qinghe with his eyes, he continued to call on people to answer questions.

But the students below were all distracted.

Everyone stretched their necks to look into the corridor and whispered to each other.

"Isn't it said that his family is very poor and dirty? Looking at his father, he must be an intellectual at least."

"I don't think so. Besides, his father is wearing a suit. It looks like he just finished a business meeting."

"So who said that his family was a garbage collector and his mother was a prostitute?"

"...I forgot...it's spread out there, so we just believe it. Besides, he hasn't denied it himself, so it's not our fault."

Chi Qinghe had no idea that a rumor about his family would be broken just because of Chi Yu's sudden arrival.

At this moment in the corridor, he was feeling guilty.

"Old Chi, my injury is fine. I really don't need to go to the hospital." Chi Qinghe repeated it nearly three times, but still couldn't resist Old Chi's determination.

Lao Chi's tone was more serious than ever. "Your class teacher just told me on the phone that you were cut by a knife. Does anyone know if the knife is rusty? You must get a tetanus shot!"

"It's not rusty, it's just... brand new..." Chi Qinghe Zihan stuttered.

Lao Chi finally figured it out, and with a dumb smile, he pointed out, "Qinghe, are you afraid of injections?"

Chi Qinghe's earlobes blushed and he turned his head away, "Don't be afraid."

Seeing this, Lao Chi's tone became particularly profound, "Really?"

Chi Qinghe stiffened his neck and said, "Yeah."

"That's great. Let's go get the injection. Dad will ask for leave for you."

Lao Chi pretended not to notice anything was wrong. While his son was still distracted, he quickly took out his cell phone, found the number of the class teacher and called.

Chi Qinghe was unable to stop it and could only watch the phone call hang up in a daze. Then he was led downstairs step by step by Lao Chi.

In the car, Chi Qinghe's eyes were full of unfamiliarity.

The dashboard is made of walnut and leather, the seat cushions have memory heating function, and each mechanical button is even inlaid with diamonds!

Compared with the minivan that I drove in a second before, it is completely different.

He looked at Chi Yu, who was wearing a light grey suit and looked particularly gentle and elegant today, and couldn't help but ask.

"Lao Chi, are you rich?"

Chi Yu was amused. "It's not that easy to get rich. These are just rented to keep up appearances. They have to be paid back at a certain time."

"To show off? Are you going to start a business with someone? Who? What's their name? Is they reliable? What kind of business will they be doing? Domestic or international..."

Chi Qinghe asked several questions in a row, and the questions became more and more professional as they went on. Chi Yu was a little confused.

"No, I want to see him too!" Chi Qinghe was worried and demanded strongly.

Chi Yu thought it was just a child's joke and smiled helplessly.

"What do you know, little kid? Be good, leave these things to Dad. At least I've been around for so many years, so I'm pretty good at judging people. Besides, we've just started talking, so we're still a long way from being able to cooperate. Dad knows what's going on."

Chi Qinghe couldn't hide his worry on his face, but he stopped asking questions and picked up another topic.

"Lao Chi, did the homeroom teacher tell you who the student with the knife was?"

There was a red light ahead, and Chi Yu stepped on the brakes. "No, what's wrong?"

Chi Qinghe covered his face and took a deep breath, then turned his head and stared at his father in the driver's seat.

"If nothing unexpected happens, you will meet in the hospital, but I don't know whether it will be my aunt or my cousin who will come forward this time."

Chi Yu's grip on the steering wheel tightened, and a strange emotion flashed in his eyes, "Is it Chen Yao? He's in the same class as you!"