Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 629 Sit down, little lamb, don't stand.
The completion certificate for the extracurricular activity was just a brown A4-sized cardstock, but it was stamped with a seal and each student's handwritten name, so it looked quite nice overall.

Ding Wanjun organized the students of Class 30 of the Clinical Medicine Department into two rows in the square. The first row squatted and the second row stood. She asked each person to hold up their graduation certificate in front of their chest, while she stood in front and took out her camera.

After this team-building activity, the students in Clinical Class 30 seemed to have a stronger sense of cohesion, something that Ding Wanjun, who had only been the class advisor for a week, could notice.

"Smile, everyone!"

Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia stood in the back row, turned their heads to look at each other, and both of them showed happy smiles. To Lu Yuanqiu's right were Zheng Yifeng, Zhong Jincheng, and Liang Jingfeng.

To Bai Qingxia's left were Wei Zhiyu and Azhen, while Chi Caocao, being small, squatted in the front row.

Squatting to Chi Caocao's right are the Taoist priest, the uncle, and Finger.

Ding Wanjun shouted, "Follow me! Cheese!"

The moment the camera shutter clicked, a "thump" came from ahead, and a figure suddenly and unexpectedly fell to the ground.

Everyone turned to look, forgetting to say "cheese".

"Uncle..." the Taoist priest called out in a trembling voice from the side.

The moment the ambulance drove away, Lu Yuanqiu and the others were still in a daze. The people from dormitories 401 and 402 sat blankly on the steps of the square, not saying a word.

The Taoist priest lowered his head, looking back and forth between the two certificates in his hands. One certificate bore the name Xu Siyang, and the other bore the name Zhang Wenjun.

Zhang Wenjun is the uncle's full name.

Bai Qingxia hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees beside Lu Yuanqiu. To her, the uncle was not only a classmate but also an employee she had worked with for a long time. She felt just as worried as Lu Yuanqiu and the others.

“You don’t need to worry so much, it’s probably nothing serious,” Liu Wangchun said as he walked over to the group of people sitting on the steps.

After she finished speaking, she sat down next to Bai Qingxia. Long Liandong, who was not far away, watched this scene, hesitated for a moment, but did not come over. Instead, she turned around and left.

The buses that are responsible for taking the students back home have arrived.

Fingel seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke up: "I just remembered that he's been bleeding a lot when brushing his teeth lately, and he's also had nosebleeds. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Could it be related to that...?"

Lu Yuanqiu also thought of the scene he saw by the sink in the morning. He saw the uncle spit out blood foam, but bleeding while brushing teeth is a normal thing. But now that he thought about it, when the uncle turned on the tap to rinse away that blood foam, there seemed to be blood clots in it.

The Taoist priest murmured, "And the uncle always seems very tired lately, and he's been getting up later and later."

"Do you all remember when he had a high fever a while ago?" Zhong Jincheng looked around and remembered something that not many people remembered.

Lu Yuanqiu shook his head: "When?"

Chung Kam-Cheng: "About two weeks ago, I met him at the school clinic. The doctor told me that he had a fever of nearly 39.5 degrees Celsius and went to get some fever-reducing medicine."

Lu Yuanqiu frowned: "Didn't you go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Liang Jingfeng leaned back against the railing, seething with anger: "He's so frugal, he must be trying to save money. I just don't understand, what's the point of saving such a small amount of money?"

"In short," Liang Jingfeng paused after speaking, then continued, "No matter what illness he has, money is definitely not a problem. If everyone chips in and helps out, it shouldn't be a big deal. I'll also ask my dad for some money."

Sitting in the front row, Wei Zhiyu turned to look at Liang Jingfeng, somewhat surprised that he would say such a thing. After spending time together, Liang Jingfeng's most obvious characteristic in her mind was his stinginess. Liu Wangchun shrugged: "Money is no problem, I'll cover it all."

Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand, intending to repeat Liu Wangchun's words, but after thinking about it, he changed his words and said, "I can also do my part."

"The problem may not be with money."

Bai Qingxia, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke these words.

Everyone turned to look at her. Bai Qingxia snapped out of her daze and looked at them too. Then she lowered her head and whispered, "My mother used to have these symptoms, so I'm very sensitive to what you're saying... Of course, I hope it's not Uncle, and that my mother has leukemia."

"Stop guessing for now, let's talk about it when we get back. Are you all going to the hospital later?" Zheng Yifeng, as the class monitor, stood up and asked.

Everyone nodded. The uncle's simplicity and kindness were already etched in their hearts. None of them disliked this slightly older classmate.

After returning to school by bus, Zheng Yifeng called three cars and organized everyone to go to the hospital together.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Lu Yuanqiu saw Ding Wanjun, Bucktooth Qiang, and the dark-faced instructor all present. Clearly, everyone was waiting for the test results.

"Why are so many people here?" The dark-faced instructor asked, looking at the dozen or so people walking in a long procession down the hospital corridor.

No one answered, but the concerned looks on everyone's faces gave the answer. The stern-faced instructor didn't ask any more questions and started pacing with his hands on his hips. The incident happened at their base, so in principle, they also needed to bear some responsibility.

"Why don't you all go back first? The results might not be out tonight," Ding Wanjun said to the students.

Taoist priest: "Is the old man still not awake?"

Bucktooth Qiang shook his head. He broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing the news. As the student counselor, he was the most anxious when something happened to a student.

Lu Yuanqiu: "We're fine too, let's stay a little longer."

Not long after, a doctor came over and waved in their direction, holding a blood test report in his hand.

In the doctor's office, Ding Wanjun, the dark-faced instructor, and the buck-toothed Qiang stood there, while Lu Yuanqiu and the others crowded in the corridor outside. They clearly heard the doctor say, "It's almost certainly leukemia. We'll have to wait for tomorrow's test results to make a definitive diagnosis."

Lu Yuanqiu turned around and saw Bai Qingxia's head hanging low, while the Taoist priest squatted by the wall with lifeless eyes, the two certificates in his hands dangling in mid-air.

The next day, the test results came back: acute leukemia.

In front of everyone, Bucktooth Qiang walked to the window and informed the uncle's family. Lu Yuanqiu could hear the woman's voice on the phone. The uncle's wife was silent for a long time before responding in a dazed tone, "We're going now."

The Taoist priest entered the ward but did not dare to approach the bed. The uncle sat on the bed with his head down, seemingly deep in thought. When he saw the Taoist priest enter, he raised his head and smiled with pale lips.

"Do you know?" the Taoist priest asked.

The middle-aged man scratched his head, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "I insisted they tell me, but actually I could sense it myself... something's not good."

Seeing the Taoist priest standing silently at the door, the uncle immediately pulled over a chair and said, "Sit down, little lamb, don't stand."

(End of this chapter)