Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

The next morning, the nurse knocked on the door and woke us all up. She took our temperature, asked about our feelings, recorded our physiological indicators, and then left. When Teacher Song woke up, she was in good spirits and her face looked much rosier than yesterday.

After eating a few bites of the meal sent by the hospital, we realized that the porridge we bought last night had gone cold. Before we could regret it, Teacher Song was taken out by doctors and nurses for a full-body CT scan. An hour later, good news came. Teacher Song's organs were intact and there was no bleeding in the brain. After a week of observation, he could be discharged from the hospital.

"It's a blessing in disguise!" Auntie patted her chest, still feeling a lingering fear. "I checked the information this morning and it said that your car is a widow-maker in the United States."

"Ah..." Seeing the three people looking at Song Zhirong, he seemed a little embarrassed, "I... I really didn't know much about cars at that time. I'll give you another one, and this time safety must be the first priority."

"I don't need you to spend money, right? Why don't you leave some money for your sister-in-law?"

"Ha, your sister-in-law is as important as you. I make money for you! My parents have long ignored me. I make much more money than them. Can't I afford a car?" Song Zhirong said proudly, "Wait until you are discharged from the hospital and a new car will be sent to you for surgery! Do you want it, Li Siyue? How about buying two?"

"Stop, stop, stop. I won't say anything if you buy it for me. I will buy my wife's car myself! You can consider giving gifts after we get married~" Teacher Song quickly stopped him.

"Too……"

Watching these three people desperately showing their affection, I felt like I had had enough dog food. I missed Tang Xin a little. I wish this girl was by my side at this moment!

at this time

"Teacher Song!"

A vigorous voice came from the door.

"Tang Xin?" I turned and looked at the door. "Why are you here?"

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I've been in such a bad mood these days that I don't even feel like talking. It's so annoying.

Chapter 119 Dream

"Teacher Song, are you okay?" Tang Xin realized that her voice was a little loud, so she lowered her voice and quickly walked to Teacher Song's side.

"It's okay, I'm still alive." Teacher Song said half-jokingly.

"Xiao Song, I'm here to see you on behalf of the school." Director Ma followed closely and walked in from the main gate. "It looks like you're seriously injured this time."

"It's okay, I have medical insurance." Teacher Song became a little more serious when he saw the dean coming over.

"Just take good care of yourself. It seems difficult for you to return to the front-line teaching position this semester. But don't worry, we will arrange a substitute class teacher." Teacher Ma is actually a very responsible teacher.

"Then leave it to Director Ma." It can be seen that Teacher Song is a little unwilling, but there is no other way, so he has to do this.

"Oh, right! Speaking of money, who paid the hospital bills?" Song Zhirong clapped his hands and suddenly realized the money problem.

Teacher Song and I both looked at my aunt, who nodded shyly, "I paid for it."

"How much did you pay?" Teacher Song asked hurriedly.

"A few tens of thousands of yuan, not much. I may need a little more later, and I don't have that much money..." My aunt scratched her head embarrassedly.

Teacher Song frowned and gave Song Zhirong a look. Song Zhirong understood, "Thank you very much. Li Siyue, please give me your card number first, and I will transfer the money to you later. You don't have to worry about Yaxin's medical expenses, our family can still afford this amount."

"...Okay." Aunt finally nodded and agreed.

"Okay, Tang Xin, Li Xiaomeng, it's time for you to go back to school for class." Teacher Ma came over and patted us on the shoulders, indicating that it was time for us to go back.

"Okay! Teacher Song, you must remember to eat these fruits. I specially picked the best ones to buy at the fruit store." Tang Xin said, pointing to the water pipe basket that had just been brought in.

"I understand. Bye~" Teacher Song was a little touched and smiled faintly, "Brother, you can send them off."

"Oh, no, no." Teacher Ma waved his hands repeatedly, but could not resist Song Zhirong's enthusiasm, so the four of them had to go down together.

"I'll ask you to take care of my little sister at school." Song Zhirong did not forget to be polite to Teacher Ma when he went down the stairs.

"No, no, Xiao Song is really good at leading students. Look at these two little guys, they are both top students in the school. The average score of the whole class is also the best in the grade, surpassing all of us old bones. It's us who are under a lot of pressure."

"Really? My sister is so capable?" Song Zhirong was very surprised. It seemed that he had always thought that Teacher Song's becoming a teacher was just an excuse.

"Okay, just send him here." When they arrived at the first floor of the inpatient department, Teacher Ma politely asked Song Zhirong to stop and not continue to see him off.

"Okay, then be careful on the road." Song Zhirong nodded, turned and walked towards the elevator.

Tang Xin and I held hands and followed Teacher Ma to the parking lot, keeping a few steps away from him.

"Don't disappear suddenly in the future, understand?" Tang Xin squeezed my hand tightly, looking angry.

"He didn't disappear suddenly. What happened to Teacher Song was too sudden. I didn't have time to inform you."

"That's not OK!"

"Okay, Tang Xin, let me ask you a question." I stopped and looked at her.

"Hmm? What's the problem? Go ahead and ask."

"If, I mean if. One day I get sick, or have a car accident. In the emergency room, will you save me?"

Tang Xin chuckled: "What nonsense are you talking about? I will definitely save you! Besides, your aunt and your sister won't save you."

"If there is no hope, I think you should not save him. Let my aunt and sister give up too. It's just a waste of money, like a massive cerebral hemorrhage or something."

"What? Why does Xiaomeng keep saying these unlucky things?" Tang Xin said angrily, "As long as I have a breath left, I will pull you back."

"Hey, you two, get in the car and go back to school." Teacher Ma, who was in the distance, saw that we were staying where we were and shouted at us.

"Here we go!" X2

……

"Thank you, Siyue."

As Song Zhirong led them out of the ward, the whole room fell silent.

"Ah? It's been so many years, isn't it too polite to say thank you?" Li Siyue sat down next to Song Yaxin and looked at her lovingly.

"Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

"Alright, alright. It's so disgusting in public." Although she said this, Li Siyue's face still blushed.

"I had a very long dream!" Song Yaxin stared at Li Siyue, "It was just like the real thing, so real!"

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that you were getting married. But the person was not me!"

"Ok?"

"At the wedding, I rushed up to you, grabbed your hand, and pulled you off the stage. Then I ran and ran with you for a long, long time."

"You are trying to steal the bride." Li Siyue smiled when she heard that.

"It's just like the real thing! And I didn't see your niece Li Xiaomeng, I saw your nephew!"

"Nephew?" Li Siyue was stunned. "Did you faint? Where did my nephew come from?"

"Yes, your nephew took me to rob your wedding, and he was the one who drove to pick us up at the time!" Song Yaxin said with great joy, "I kicked the door of the banquet hall open, rushed over, grabbed your hand and ran! They chased us, and we ran all the way to the first floor and got in your nephew's car!"

"Hahaha, why is it just like an American blockbuster!" Li Siyue couldn't help laughing.

"Well, then you saw me and shed tears of joy. We drove all the way to the beach, looked at the sunset, and you kissed me! Then I woke up..."

Li Siyue gently tapped Song Yaxin's forehead: "You, don't you want to wake up from your dream? Return my nephew, is it possible that my niece came back from Thailand? Take good care of yourself and don't think too much. I won't run away with someone else, otherwise I would have been single for so many years? Just don't despise me for having two burdens."

"How could that be? Xiaomeng and Xiaoling are so cute. We don't need to have children anymore." Song Yaxin giggled.

"Have a good rest! I'm starting to have wild thoughts again."

"Your nephew is quite handsome. I'll go back and find him a girlfriend. Should I introduce Tang Xin to him?" After saying that, Song Yaxin closed her eyes sweetly and went to sleep.

"That's all nonsense. Just dream on."

The aunt sighed helplessly, thinking that once a person gets sick, he becomes a different person. Song Yaxin in front of her suddenly seemed to be ten years younger, and even spoke like a child.

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Sweet dreams!

Chapter 120 Doubt

The fact that Teacher Song had been in a car accident could not be hidden from her classmates. In the end, everyone knew about it, and even the other classes knew that the beautiful head teacher of Class 2 had been in a car accident and was hospitalized.

The person who replaced Mr. Song was Mr. Qiu, an old teacher in the physics group. He was nearly 60 years old and almost ready for retirement. Mr. Qiu had white hair, a pair of round-framed metal glasses, and usually wore a shirt and loose trousers. He looked like a researcher from the last century.

"Students, why do we need to artificially pressurize alternating current when transmitting it over long distances?"

Teacher Qiu's accent is funny, but with the previous experience of Teacher Xing, the students don't laugh at him. Moreover, unlike Teacher Song, he doesn't combine cases and go beyond the textbook in his class. He is too conservative and only reads from the textbook. He doesn't even know how to use a projector or PPT. As a result, only one in ten students listen to his class.

"Xiao Meng, I miss Teacher Song." Tang Xin leaned over and said.

"It's not like he won't be back. Teacher Song should be back in about half a month."

"I don't really understand what Mr. Qiu says in class." Tang Xin said with a bitter face, "I understand every word he says, why don't I understand when they are put together?"

"If you really don't understand, just ask me." I sighed. After all, I am her best friend.

"Hehe, Xiaomeng is still the best!" Tang Xin looked as if her trick had succeeded, her eyes almost narrowed into slits from smiling.

After class, as soon as Teacher Qiu left, the students were almost all complaining, saying that physics was impossible to learn.

"Boss, think of a solution!" Jiang Yu patted my shoulder, "With Teacher Song's leave, our class's physics is doomed."

"Is it that exaggerated? Teacher Qiu has just started teaching, and you are just not used to it. After he has taught a few classes, things will get better."

"Oh, I'm worried that before I can adapt, I'll be cut off from physics for the rest of my life." Jiang Yu said as he slumped down on the desk.

"How about you give us some extra lessons after the evening self-study?" Chenxi leaned over and said, "You are such a good student, there should be no problem teaching us, right?"

Chenxi's words resonated with many students around him, especially the class monitor Xu Jianlin. This guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said, "That's great. I'll immediately count the number of students in the class to see how many people are willing to stay for tutoring tonight."

I was forced to do something I hadn't agreed to. I became the physics tutor for the whole class. After the evening self-study get out of class, one-third of the students stayed and waited for me to teach them.

"Um..." I scratched my head, "So shall we start now?"

"Alternating current..." I cleared my throat and started the class.

When I taught my first class, I realized that being a teacher is not easy. Not only do I need to have a clear grasp of the knowledge points, but I also need to know how to explain them in a simple and easy-to-understand way. More importantly, I need to understand which parts are prone to confusion when studying.

After half an hour, I was so thirsty that my mouth was dry. I finally reviewed the content of the past two days' classes.

"Do you understand?" I finished writing on the blackboard and turned to ask everyone.

"It's much better than before." "I understand a lot of the things I didn't understand." "It's a little faster." "I still don't understand it very well."

The students’ reactions were also different. Generally speaking, the effect was not as ideal as expected.