Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 75 - 075 Still not a tough guy after all this?

Fourth floor, senior year scholastic environment, class one elite premises.

Li Zheng didn’t go straight home; instead, he struggled up here on one leg, supporting himself on the stair railing and wall.

Senior year had one more evening study session than the first and second years, and classes were still in session at this time, not yet dismissed.

Li Zheng hopped to the front of class one, landed on both feet, held a towel, and tried to stand as straight as possible.

Then he coughed.

The girls in the front row indeed noticed him.

They immediately turned around excitedly and exclaimed,

"Mengxi~~~ your puppy-dog boyfriend is here~~"

Li Zheng snorted.

I’m like this and still not a tough guy?

Mengxi, who had been dozing off with her head tilted, was so startled that she jumped up and ran over with a flushed face. As usual, she pushed Li Zheng and rushed him outside.

However, the Li Zheng of today had changed from before. A push caused him to stagger, and using his right leg brought a surge of severe pain, making him hop several times on one leg before he stabilized.

"Ah…" Mengxi hurried over to support Li Zheng, regretfully blurting out a flurry of apologies, "Sorry, sorry, sorry…"

"It’s okay, a man has to get hurt sometimes." Li Zheng gritted his teeth through the leg pain and handed the towel to Mengxi, "Thanks, it really helps."

"Is that why you came?" Mengxi kept staring at his right calf, cursing with concern, "It’s swollen."

"Is it?" Li Zheng looked down and realized that his right leg was indeed more swollen than the left one.

"No, we need to go to the hospital now." Mengxi immediately turned around and called out, "Xia!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous thundering noise in the classroom.

More intense than summoning Ultraman.

Bixia rushed out, glared at Li Zheng and asked, "Are you ill, my son?"

"I don’t know, but we need to hurry to the hospital." Mengxi grabbed Bixia and ran inside, "You take him to the school gate first; I’ll grab my phone."

"It’s nothing," Li Zheng called out, his leg retracted, "I’ll be fine after a sleep."

"Stop talking nonsense, who are you supposed to sleep with, Hua Tuo? Sun Shangxiang?" Bixia raised her hand, squatted in front of Li Zheng, and examined him carefully, "It’s a muscle strain, stop pretending."

"What?"

"I saw it in middle school during sports training. That kid’s ligament tore, and he was finished," Bixia turned on the spot, facing away from Li Zheng, "Hurry up, I’ll carry you."

"???"

How could that be?

I would rather crawl back.

"What time is it," Bixia turned her head and scolded, "I’m not disgusted by you, what are you embarrassed about!"

Looking into Bixia’s bloodshot eyes,

Li Zheng was somewhat moved.

Even his vitality value didn’t drop.

"Sister Xia, I appreciate your kindness," Li Zheng raised his hand, "I just ask you to help me borrow a pair of crutches from the infirmary."

"Stubborn and suffering by choice," Bixia cursed and then thundered down the stairs.

Soon, Mengxi came out carrying her backpack and helped Li Zheng down the stairs.

"Really, it’s not necessary, you have classes in senior year…" Li Zheng said apologetically, "If it’s too much, call someone from our class to help."

"Stop it, I’ve already called a car." Mengxi looked at Li Zheng’s swollen calf, almost in tears, "How can you keep enduring this? What if it gets worse? Haven’t you learned in biology class? Some tissues cannot regenerate."

"It seems, I haven’t gotten to that yet." Li Zheng scratched his head foolishly, "Teacher Mengxi truly deserves to be a senior, applying knowledge practically."

Xu Mengxi looked at Li Zheng, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This guy, why does he really seem like a fool son...

...

Once they got in the car, Li Zheng still tried to decline, but Xu Mengxi didn’t give him a chance and firmly pressed him to go to the nearest Lake Ying Hospital.

It was a small hospital, and by then the outpatient service had already stopped registration; they could only register for emergency.

Then came the consultation, payment, and x-rays.

Xu Mengxi ran back and forth, and although Li Zheng told her to leave multiple times, she wouldn’t go.

In the end, the doctor diagnosed him with moderate muscle strain and said he could be treated with cold compresses and bandages there, but he still recommended that Li Zheng visit a specialized orthopedic hospital.

Li Zheng really didn’t want to trouble Xu Mengxi anymore, so he had no choice but to seek help from Old Li.

Old Li didn’t reply as he was in surgery, so the only option was to contact Cheng Wenyue, who used human connections to reach Old Li.

A few minutes later, Cheng Wenyue, in a rush, called back.

"Your dad’s worried. He wants you to go to Yunxiaotan Hospital immediately. He still has two surgeries to perform and can’t accompany you. I’m also on duty," stammered Cheng Wenyue in her urgency. "Are—are—are you with a classmate?"

"Yes," Li Zheng asked, "Is Old Li worried?"

"How can he not be worried, muscle strains can be minor or serious, and improper treatment can trouble you for a lifetime," urged Cheng Wenyue. "Give the phone to your classmate."

...

Li Zheng looked at Xu Mengxi, who was equally anxious beside him, "Just talk to me directly."

"Hurry up!"

...

Li Zheng reluctantly handed over the phone.

Xu Mengxi took the phone, nodding and taking notes, and after "mm-hmming" for a while, she finally put it down.

After returning the phone to Li Zheng, she anxiously got up, "Sit for a while, let me finish the paperwork, then we’ll head to Yunxiaotan."

Li Zheng also realized the seriousness of the situation at that moment.

There was no one else to rely on at that point.

"I should have held back a bit, got carried away," he said remorsefully, tapping his head. "It’s one thing for me, but I also delayed your senior year studies."

"It’s fine!" Xu Mengxi then ran to the payment window.

To save time, she didn’t let Li Zheng get any bandages there, but just took two ice packs and hurriedly pushed Li Zheng into the car, heading for Jijing’s most authoritative orthopedic hospital.

On the way, she barely spoke, just bent over and gently applied the cold compress to Li Zheng’s calf.

This made Li Zheng feel even more ashamed.

Fortunately, Li Yi managed to contact a familiar orthopedic expert during a break from surgery, and Li Zheng was quickly taken care of upon arriving at the hospital. After a series of x-rays and MRI scans, the expert finally relaxed.

"It’s not serious, just needs some compression bandaging," the expert finally had time to glance at the bloody jersey under Li Zheng’s coat, "You too, it’s just basketball, not a war."

"You’re absolutely right, I did overdo it," Li Zheng nodded in acceptance.

"You know the logic, so I won’t say more. Go back, rest in bed as much as possible, elevate the limb if you have the strength, and come in immediately if there are signs of deterioration. If all goes well, you can unwrap the bandage in 24 hours," said the expert, pulling out a small form. "I’ll give you a sick note for a week first."

"A week?" Li Zheng was taken aback. "That long?"

The expert laughed at that moment, "You’re complaining about too many sick days?"

Li Zheng bowed his head, "I thought it would heal in a day or two?"

"Not a chance, the recovery period is 15 days, and you can’t exert yourself," the expert said while writing and asked, "Do you need a wheelchair?"

"That won’t be necessary," Li Zheng grimaced and asked, "So, can I go to school with crutches?"

"It’s theoretically possible." The expert looked at Li Zheng, somewhat worried, "Li Zheng, I’ve been to school too, and I think my grades weren’t worse than yours. Is it really that necessary?"

"It is," Li Zheng nodded firmly. "I must go to school on Friday."

"Then you go back and discuss it with Director Li. I’ll write you off for a week for now," the expert could only helplessly shake his head with a wry smile. "If there’s still discomfort in a month, come back to me."