C8 Hospital Care

The surrounding crowd was dumbstruck as they looked at Mo Zihao, who was covering his nose and moaning in pain.

The few people surrounding Luo Ning immediately ran over and saw Mo Zihao, who was still spitting out vegetable leaves and bones, with a nosebleed flowing down from his deflated nose.

Luo Ning took the opportunity to run away. It looked like something bad was about to happen again. Luo Ning had a bad premonition.

A few people carried Mo Zihao to the school doctor. The doctor took a look and frowned as he said, "Send him to the hospital."

The school doctor was puzzled. Usually, there were cases of small colds or sunstroke, but what was going on today? Within a day, one of his fingers had been dislocated while the other had been broken. The youngsters these days were getting more and more crazy.

"Class 12's Mo Zihao has a broken nose and will be hospitalized for at least a month. Sun Tie, what exactly happened? You actually sent three students to the hospital within a day?!" Hong Renfei and Faang Jianshan looked at Luo Ning in disbelief.

"The medical fees, I will pay for it..." Luo Ning whispered.

Luo Ning had sent Shen Yiming and Mo Zihao to the hospital for a long time, which was an unprecedented peace for the night, because no one dared to play any pranks on Luo Ning. Otherwise, if they were careless, they would become the sick friend of Shen Yiming and Mo Zihao.

Luo Ning opened his bracelet and called out the system's instructor. Then, he said: "This won't work if I continue. I have to learn how to control my strength. You should have a way, right?" Luo Ning didn't want to send people to the hospital again by accident. What happened today even alarmed the principal. Luo Ning was afraid that if anything unexpected happened again, he would be expelled from the school.

"As long as you pay attention to the path of control, you'll be able to control your strength." the instructor said.

Luo Ning clenched his fist and could only pay attention to himself.

At night, in the hospital, Shen Yiming, whose feet were cast in plaster in mid-air, Liu Tie with his fingers wrapped in bandages, and Wu Tie with his nose covered in bloody gauze, were gathered in the same ward.

"Zi Hao, why did you come in as well?" I thought the next person to come in was that bastard Luo Ning. " Shen Yiming frowned and asked.

Mo Zihao recalled the time and said, "I didn't expect the dining hall to have such a hard plate. What happened to you?"

Shen Yiming said, "I was worried and probably kicked the table." Shen Yiming felt regret. If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have gone all out.

Luo Tian gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely not let that guy, Luo Ning, off!"

"Now we are all like this. Although it was an accident, but everyone in the school said it was Luo Ning's doing. I think no one would dare to touch him before we go back." Mo Zihao said.

Shen Yiming sneered and said: "Don't worry, I have a way. I will make him pay the price he deserves!" Hehehe... Hahaha... "AHH!" "AHH!" "AHH!" My feet! "F * ck …

Because Shen Yiming laughed too hard, his feet hurt for the whole night.

In Luo Hai's house, Luo Ning must have found Luo Jin's inheritance. Otherwise, Luo Ning wouldn't have said something like that during the day.

Luo Ning took over Luo Jin's only house to pay back the debt. According to Luo Hai's knowledge, Luo Jin didn't leave a single cent for Luo Han, Luo Hai had also checked Luo Jin's account, not a single cent, Luo Jin also didn't leave any note or anything like that before he died. Although it was most likely a murder, the police haven't found any clues so far.

Luo Jin had so much money, but where did he go? Now, it seemed that Luo Ning knew that the wealth that Luo Jin left behind was definitely a lot, so how could Luo Hai let Luo Ning have the wealth alone. Although Luo Ning said that he would give Luo Ning 10 million, but compared to Luo Jin's inheritance, 10 million was definitely a small amount.

Although 10 million was not a small amount of wealth to Luo Hai, he wanted more. Money was something that he would never think of as too much.

Early the next morning, Zhong Haibo, a teacher in the sports department, went to find the principal, Du Ming, along with a Taekwondo consultant.

"Du Chao, Shen Yiming is fine, now even Mo Zihao is injured, what is the Taekwondo league going to do?" Zhong Haibo asked anxiously. Wu Tie's injury was like a bolt out of the blue, Liu Tie's injury was the second, and Zhong Haibo had been hit by lightning twice a day, almost causing internal injuries.

Ever since Feihong Middle School spent a huge sum of money to hire Shen Annguo as a consultant, the Taekwondo competition had become a unique stage for Feihong Middle School. But now, the two main forces were all neatly lying in the hospital.

Du Ming fell into deep thought. Could it be that we can only give up this year's league? Rather than going up to get a bad result and leave a bad mark, it was better to give up. After all, the two main forces had been injured, so there was nothing that could be done about it.

Shen Annguo said, "I was thinking, why don't we let that student Luo Ning try it? It's just that he sent Yiming and Zi Hao to the hospital.

"Expert?!" Zhong Haibo couldn't help but want to laugh. Luo Ning's sports had always been the worst in the class, but this wasn't his fault. Every time Luo Ning appeared in the stadium, he would be mysteriously killed.

"Luo Ning's sports are terrible. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what Taekwondo is." Zhong Haibo said, "I think we should give up on the tournament this year."

"Since there's still time to decide, let's see how strong Luo Ning is." Shen Annguo said.

Shen Annguo obviously didn't hold any hope for Luo Ning. He only wanted revenge on Luo Ning.

After what happened yesterday, Luo Hai had paid for it, but Luo Ning didn't even apologize to Shen Yiming, and even had a reasonable look on his face. Shen Annguo really hated the rich like Luo Family, he had to make Luo Ning suffer a bit.

Du Ming pondered for a moment and then said: "Then let him try. If he really can't do it, he'll give up this year."

After exiting the principal's office, Zhong Haibo asked in puzzlement, "Are you sure you want that Luo Ning to join Taekwondo club?"

The corner of Shen Annguo's mouth slightly rose as he said: "It's just a try."

In PE class, Luo Ning ran to the gymnasium by himself and then punched the standing Taekwondo bag. He had to learn how to control his strength as soon as possible to avoid causing accidental injuries again.

Fortunately, Luo Ning and the others were the only ones taking physical education classes at this time. The rest of the people in the gym were all sitting on their chairs with their heads down reading, so they didn't pay attention to Luo Ning.

Luo Ning first lightly threw a punch, then slowly increased his strength and gradually grasped the strength.

As class was about to end, several girls wearing ball uniforms walked in. They saw a girl sitting in the corner, then threw a basketball at her. The basketball hit the girl's head, causing her to jump in fright.

"So you're here. Go and buy us a few bottles of wine." the tall girl who had thrown the ball said.

The girl should be 1.8 meters tall and even more muscular than Luo Ning. She was the captain of the school basketball team, and the girl sitting in the corner was Luo Ning's classmate, Su Xiaoyan.