Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

The day before the final exam, we only had half a day of classes.

School just ended in the afternoon.

Fatty and Wang Min rushed to the hospital together.

"How are you feeling? Where did you get hurt?"

The fat man toned down his usual casualness, but unfortunately, he only stuck to half of it.

"Nothing is broken."

"Will you be able to finish in time for the exam?"

Yes, that's the question that the fat guy cares about most.

Without Tang Yisheng as a benchmark, he had little room to boast about the few advantages he could surpass Old Tang.

"It's too late."

Speaking of this, Tang Yisheng felt a little depressed.

He originally didn't want to come at this time.

The renovation contract isn't even completely finished yet, and Tang Yisheng might lose a fortune of ten thousand yuan if things go wrong.

Although being a "ten-thousand-yuan household" in 1999 was not as prestigious as it had been two years earlier, it still made Tang Yisheng, a young man who could only make money in the stock market, feel heartbroken for more than two months.

Saving this money can save you an extra fifty or sixty days of time.

The snowball effect of making money is characterized by the slowest initial accumulation period, which is also the most agonizing time for people.

Waiting is always long, tedious, and unbearable.

Tang Yisheng didn't want things to turn out this way, but the grade director, Hu Jinquan, insisted on causing trouble at this time, so what could he do?

I can't just hold my breath and drag things out.

Having been reborn, how could I possibly tolerate such humiliation?

Any compromise is against one's true will; it is not only a grievance but also a humiliation.

It's just a matter of ten thousand yuan for furniture and appliances. Even if you add the cost of renovation materials and labor, it's at most twenty thousand yuan.

Tang Yisheng can pay in installments, he just needs to break it down over a period of time.

Compared to physical and mental health, money is nothing.

Therefore, Tang Yisheng launched a swift and decisive counterattack.

Now he can only lie in his hospital bed, playing the role of a patient who feels uncomfortable everywhere.

It's just cheating.

Although Tang Yisheng didn't unlock any skills in the "extortion" project, he had seen plenty of similar jokes and skits before his rebirth.

Conversely, with a little bit of acting, one can fool people for a while.

Perhaps the attending physician already knew the truth.

After all, they did the tests again and again, but they still couldn't find anything wrong.

It would be strange to ask the patient how they feel.

Don't ask, the only symptoms are dizziness, blurred vision, tinnitus, occasional chest tightness, and nausea...

That young man is incredibly shrewd.

It's as obvious as a bald man's lice.

"Fatty, go buy Tang Yisheng a bottle of Coke."

Wang Min interjected.

"What?"

The fat man, puzzled, turned around and asked in surprise.

"You came to visit a patient empty-handed? Didn't you know to bring a gift?"

"You don't have any either?"

"Who said I didn't bring it?"

Wang Min pulled a Sony Walkman from her bag; its original metallic finish was fantastic, and it even had black earphones wrapped around it. "Damn! You didn't remind me on the way here, huh? Fine, you're really something!"

"Old Tang, what kind of drink do you want? I'll go downstairs and buy it for you."

"Go to the supermarket across the street and buy two bottles of Coke, don't spend too much."

"Can you finish both bottles?"

The fat man felt sorry for the small amount of money.

"I want Pepsi, the big tub, don't try to fool me with the small bottles."

"Old Tang, that's enough!"

"Go quickly, go quickly. You're arguing over such a small amount. Aren't you ashamed?"

Seeing that the fat man was still standing by the bed, Wang Min simply pushed him and manually started his movement.

After the fat man left the ward.

Wang Min leaned closer and whispered to Tang Yisheng, "It's all recorded. You can listen to it later."

Tang Yisheng took the Walkman: "I'll use it for two days, and I'll return it to you after I have my vacation."

"No rush."

The cassette tape in the Walkman recorded the entire process of Tang Yisheng's speech over the loudspeaker at the school's broadcasting station.

Tang Yisheng had asked Wang Min for help the day before.

He simply asked Wang Min to bring a Walkman and blank cassette tapes, without explaining the specific contents.

Wang Min is a loyal friend and keeps her word; she actually delivered it to Tang Yisheng today.

Tang Yisheng was happier inside than he appeared.

This isn't just ordinary help with gift-giving; it's equivalent to giving money.

At this moment, Wang Min, who was otherwise unremarkable, appeared to Tang Yisheng like a glittering money-bringing boy.

When the fat man returned, he ran into a little girl with braids who came to deliver food to Tang Yisheng.

The young girl was a newly hired waitress at Yang Jinjuan's counter shop in the Ginza underground plaza. She was assigned by her boss to run errands and deliver meals to her son.

A pork tenderloin sandwich and a serving of cold noodles.

Wang Min and the fat man, who had just put down his drink and hadn't even caught his breath, said goodbye and left.

They both need to go home for dinner.

2:30 p.m.

Tang Yisheng was dozing off in bed when Song Junying pushed open the door and walked in.

"What brings you here?"

"Come see if you've been exposed yet."

"ha?"

"The forgery is too obvious."

Song Junying pouted: "Did you deliberately skip the final exam?"

A cool and aloof anime girl with an icy demeanor speaks with a 36° angle of speech, yet her words convey an absolute certainty about her reasoning—

How can one describe her as exceptionally intelligent?

Tang Yisheng stared intently at Song Junying.

One second, two seconds.

Having decided to break ties with Song Zhiming, Tang Yisheng no longer concealed his relationship with Song Junying, his half-sister.

Perhaps this desire is related to his urgent need to achieve complete independence before attending university.

Song Junying lowered her eyes, looked around, and dragged a stool out from the corner to sit down.

"What? Am I wrong?"

"You're half right."

"What about your other half?"

"By the way, let's test your dad's and my mom's attitudes."

Tang Yisheng sat up, leaning against the hospital bed, and said, "They say that if you have a stepfather, you'll have a stepmother. I want to see if that's true."

Song Junying's eyes flickered, clearly she hadn't considered this aspect.

"So, have you reached a conclusion now?"

Tang Yisheng grinned.

"Yesterday, from the time you entered the hospital until 2 p.m., your dad was chatting with Hu Jinquan and my homeroom teacher in the corridor. My mom was running around, buying water and boxed lunches, and asking the doctor about the test results. She seemed to care a lot about this."

"It looks like?"

Song Junying keenly sensed the emotion in Tang Yisheng's words: "You care about this?"

"Yes, when I had an accident, they both came to the hospital. They had a clear division of labor and worked in a logical and reasonable manner."

Tang Yisheng paused, then continued:

"But I was so thirsty that my lips were cracked, and I hadn't eaten or drunk a single grain of rice, yet they completely forgot. They didn't even ask the doctor if I could eat or drink; I had to wait until the nurse came in to take my temperature and ask myself..."

"What do you want?"

I'm eighteen years old.

Tang Yisheng exhaled a breath of stale air and calmly recounted the facts.

A brief silence fell over the ward.

"I just went to Yongquan Hutong. The furniture and appliances will be delivered tomorrow. If you can't be discharged from the hospital, I'll go and inspect them for you after your exams the day after tomorrow at noon."

She is indeed a smart and beautiful girl; she knows what Tang Yisheng cares about.

"Thanks."

"Don't worry, they can fool others, but they won't fool you. I told you, his brother-in-law is asking my mother for a favor."

That's good.

Tang Yisheng was completely relieved.

The chips are ready, and the concerns have been dispelled.

Next came the "negotiations" with King Hu and others.