Dotore from Genshin Impact is my teacher

(It's normal for the input method's voice recognition to have inaccuracies and typos.)

“Scholar brother…” Chen Xi broke free from the “doctor’s” embrace and tried to rush into the “scholar’s” arms, but her body was too weak and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, the "scholar" reached out his arms in time and gently pulled the limp Chen Xi into his embrace.

The scholar slightly raised his head, his deep eyes gazing at the little figure in his arms through the gaps in his mask.

He lifted a small part of his mask, gently leaned down, and kissed Chen Xi's lips.

Chen Xi responded gently to him, but because he couldn't breathe properly, he quickly pushed away the "scholar" who wanted to continue kissing him.

His eyes were brimming with tears, and his voice was filled with grievance: "Scholar brother, Dotole... I don't want to go back..."

"Please help me... okay?"

"That place is terrible, I'll go crazy..."

Unbeknownst to her, Chen Xi's tears streamed down her nose and dripped from her chin onto the "scholar's" shirt.

The "scholar" and "doctor" felt terrible seeing this. Who had bullied him? They were determined to go over and skin him alive!

The "Doctor" reached out and wiped away Chen Xi's tears. He rarely saw him so aggrieved. He took the crying little boy from the "scholar" and gently patted Chen Xi's back to comfort him. He whispered in his ear, "Don't worry... I won't let you be bullied."

"Um……"

Chen Xi slowly fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the pure white ceiling of the ward. He felt dizzy and uncomfortable all over, and he didn't have the strength to get out of bed.

Actually, school is pretty good too. At least sitting in his seat makes him feel at ease, unlike the feeling of anxiety he gets at home.

"You're awake? Does Xiaoxi still recognize me?" The middle-aged woman asked him worriedly as she sat by the bed.

Chen Xi stared at her blankly: "You...who are you...?"

The person in front of me looked so familiar, but I just couldn't remember who she was.

“嘶……头疼……”

The figure in my memory overlaps with the person in front of me. The more I try to understand and dispel the fog, the more my head aches.

The attending physician, who was pacing in the corridor waiting, heard him cry out in pain and quickly pulled the middle-aged woman away.

"He's in a bad situation right now, please don't upset him."

Chen Xi covered his head, seemingly confronting some painful memory. When he came to his senses, he noticed the gauze wrapped around his head.

What happened? Why is he here?

Isn't he surrounded by "scholars" and "doctors"?

No, none of that is right...

Why is he still alive?

Didn't he get pierced through the stomach by a steel bar when he fell?

So which side is true? And which side is false?

Why does the pain from the wound feel so real?

Why save him? Wouldn't it be better to let him leave this place forever?

In a daze, Chen Xi raised her eyes and looked at the attending physician standing by the bed, who was taking notes.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly stood up, enduring the tearing pain in his abdomen, his hand gripping the attending physician's notebook tightly, and asked him weakly:

"May I take a look?"

The attending physician couldn't argue with him, so he let go and allowed him to take the notebook.

Chen Xi was very weak and breathing heavily. Although he tried to concentrate on reading the contents of the notebook, he lost interest after less than a minute.

What on earth is this scribble on the paper? The characters are even more connected than he could write himself.

Even from the name, you can only make out one character – “Wang”, so this person’s surname is Wang; the rest is just a string of unknown characters.

Since he couldn't understand it anyway, and didn't expect the young doctor in front of him to interpret it, he quickly returned it.

In the following days, apart from the middle-aged woman who left the leftover food on the bed board, the nurses who came in to change his dressings and the doctor who came to check on him every few hours, the days were very dull and boring.

When the anesthetic in his body had mostly worn off, his mood improved.

Out of curiosity about the middle-aged woman who had been staying with him, he asked, "Who are you? Why have you been watching over me?"

The middle-aged woman's eyes welled up with tears, and her voice choked with emotion: "Don't lie to your mother, Xiaoxi really doesn't recognize her mother anymore?"

Chen Xi tentatively called out, "Mom?"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be touched, and she excitedly grasped his left hand, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing this, Chen Xi felt no emotion whatsoever and asked her in return, "Are you really my mother? Or are you an imposter?"

The middle-aged woman took out a DNA test report from her handbag and placed it in his hand, saying, "I know you were hit on the head by something and forgot a lot of things. This is a paternity test done on your blood a few days ago." She then walked out of the ward, wiping away tears in the corridor, a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

At this moment, a young man with bluish-green hair, wearing a metal bird-beak mask and a white lab coat, cautiously asked her:

“Auntie, can I take Ah Xi with me now? This is just a small token of my sincerity. As long as you don’t interfere with his future life, I will transfer 50 RMB to your bank account every month.”

After saying that, the young man handed over a box full of banknotes, still wearing a faint smile, looking very gentle and polite.

A middle-aged woman had borrowed 20 yuan on Taobao to pay her mortgage and car loan. Now, her workplace is laying off staff, and she and some of her colleagues in their 60s have been laid off because of her age.

I originally planned to work for a few more years to pay it off, but now I can't afford it anymore. I can only keep borrowing money from relatives and friends to pay it back, but this has created a vicious cycle.

But 10 days ago, he received a mysterious phone call. He thought it was another debt collector and was about to hang up, but he accidentally clicked the wrong button and answered the call.

The person on the other end of the phone claimed to be Chen Xi's friend, saying that they had learned of their current predicament and had made the call specifically to help them.

The middle-aged woman thought that something was better than nothing, so she agreed, and the other party asked to meet today.

And so, the scene we just witnessed unfolded.

But is this young man really a friend of my child? What if he's a human trafficker from Thailand?

The middle-aged woman couldn't help but become suspicious: "Who exactly are you? My Xiaoxi doesn't have any friends like you. He doesn't usually interact with other people, let alone someone like you!"

"I'm warning you, stay away from my child!"

Ultimately, it was her maternal instinct that overcame her own desires. Although she was poor and owed hundreds of thousands of dollars, she would not easily hand over her child to someone of unknown origin.