Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 373 - 372 Don’t Tell My Mother

Chapter 373: Chapter 372 Don’t Tell My Mother

"Where’s the ox cart? Hurry, bring over the ox cart!"

"Don’t just stand there, you guys carry the person to the village entrance first, the cart will follow you!"

"Old Zhao, Old Zhao! Hurry! Gather all the money from the accounts and go to the health clinic!"

"Where’s Widow Zhao? Has someone gone to inform her family?"

"Sir, Aunt Zhao went to Nine-miles Team to visit her daughter today!"

"Send someone reliable to inform them, Hongzi? Where’s Hongzi?"

"Aunt Wang went to the Women’s Federation today, something about the textile factory..."

"This... Go to the primary school! Find Principal Wu, let her handle these matters!"

The village was noisy, and anxiety was pervasive in the air.

Principal Wu didn’t need anyone to call her. She had already heard the commotion and came out. She saw that many supposed to go chopping wood had returned, and she immediately pulled Sie Yufei, who was closest to her, asking: "Xiao Sie, what happened?"

Sie Yufei’s gaze was somewhat distracted, and he responded: "Zhao Zhuangshi had an accident... A tree didn’t fall in the expected direction... Zhao Zhuangshi was saving someone, and, and his foot got, got crushed!"

His explanation was unclear, which was even scarier than if he had spoken in a well-organized, clear manner.

"My heavens!"

Principal Wu turned pale, her legs wobbled, and she staggered forward two steps, stabilizing herself by holding onto Sie Yufei’s arm: "How is he? Was it just a knock, or is his leg broken?"

Sie Yufei swallowed hard and didn’t respond.

He was quite close to where Zhao Zhuangshi and others were, and he saw it clearly—in the midst of the blood, white and ghastly bones were protruding.

Seeing that Sie Yufei was silent, Principal Wu understood that Zhao Zhuangshi must have been seriously injured.

Her breathing became rapid, and she pinched her palm hard before speaking: "Xiao Sie, wait here for me, don’t leave!"

After saying this, she stumbled back into her house, and soon came back out clutching a faded blue handkerchief.

She handed the handkerchief to Sie Yufei, saying: "You go, run fast, and deliver this money to the team leader."

Sie Yufei grasped the handkerchief, gazing at Principal Wu with hesitation.

Because of Lin Nianhe’s frequent mention, he knew Principal Wu was in poor health and she didn’t have a spouse or children; saving some money for herself wasn’t easy.

Seeing that Sie Yufei was still hesitating and not moving, Principal Wu smacked his arm and urged: "Hurry up! Medical treatment can’t be taken lightly! Also, tell them I’ll handle the village matters; let them call back when they have news."

"Ah, oh, okay!"

Sie Yufei snapped out of it and ran towards where the crowd was thickest.

Principal Wu frowned, her mind somewhat cluttered.

"Principal, what’s wrong?"

She turned around upon hearing this and saw several teachers had come out, each offering her anxious looks.

Principal Wu licked her lips, looking towards Lin Nianhe and said, "Nianhe, don’t start your class yet. First, go to Nine-miles Team..."

...

Before falling unconscious, Zhao Zhuangshi only uttered two sentences.

The first was:

"Damn, had I known it hurts this much, I wouldn’t have bothered with you."

The other was:

"I’m alright, don’t tell my mom... My younger sister is pregnant, don’t scare them both..."

Then, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Zhuangshi’s life, for the first twenty years, involved no shortage of petty thefts and flirting with widows and girls, but this was his first time saving someone.

Just this first time made him so regretful to the point of swearing at himself in his unconsciousness.

He passed out from the pain and it was also the pain that woke him up.

Opening his eyes, he saw Widow Zhao with her eyes and face full of tears.

Zhao Zhuangshi forced a smile: "Mom... why are you crying? I just got injured by accident, it’s not a big deal..."

"Not a big deal? What else do you want then?"

Widow Zhao slapped Zhao Zhuangshi on the head, her voice trembling.

When Lin Nianhe went to find her, she only mentioned in front of Zhao Cuixia that Zhao Zhuangshi had twisted his ankle on the mountain and asked her to go home and take care of him.

It was only after leaving the Nine-miles Team that Lin Nianhe told her that Zhao Zhuangshi actually had his foot crushed by a tree, and he had been sent to the clinic.

As soon as Widow Zhao heard this, she couldn’t calm down. He had been sent to the clinic, how could it be a minor issue?

She desperately tried to think positively – maybe it was just a crush, at most a broken bone, definitely no big deal...

But once at the clinic, the Doctor told her, Zhao Zhuangshi’s left ankle had a comminuted fracture. His life wasn’t in danger, and both his leg and foot could be preserved, but even if he recovered well, walking wouldn’t be smooth.

She regretted it!

Had she known, she would have dragged her son to visit his sister today!

Seeing Widow Zhao’s reaction, Zhao Zhuangshi finally realized something: "Mom, is... is my injury serious?"

Widow Zhao opened her mouth, swallowed the words she was about to say, and with held back pain said: "Having such a heavy tree hit you, could it be okay? Your leg is broken!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhuangshi felt a bit scared and grimaced: "No wonder it hurts so much!"

Widow Zhao gritted her teeth and gave him another light slap: "Only you could! Only you could! Why did you have to..."

She didn’t want her son to be a hero at all, she would have rather had Zhao Zhuangshi been timid, wilting, and ran away by himself at that moment...

Widow Zhao couldn’t hold back anymore, she covered her face and began to cry.

Just thinking about her son’s bloody injury made her scared. If they had been any slower, and the tree had hit his head... would he still be alive?

"Hey, hey, Mom, don’t cry, how about you hit me a couple more times?" Zhao Zhuangshi tried to sit up, but as soon as he exerted himself, he realized his left foot was in a cast and suspended high.

He just moved a little, and the pain was unbearable.

"Don’t move!" Seeing him try to move, Widow Zhao quickly held him down, sniffled, and said with clenched teeth, "I’m just mad at you, you even manage to hurt your leg doing some work."

She didn’t have the heart to tell her son the truth, she thought... maybe delaying the truth for a while was okay, what if he finds out the truth and doesn’t take his treatment seriously?

"Hey, it’s okay," Zhao Zhuangshi coaxed his mother patiently, still grinning with his pale lips, "I’m tough, I’ll be fine in ten or fifteen days."

"Uh, uh... It will get better, definitely."

Widow Zhao nodded with tears in her eyes, pressing all the sourness in her heart.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Li Dahe walked in with a few others who were still in the clinic.

He was holding a stack of bills and said to Widow Zhao: "Alright, stop howling, take good care of your child, don’t worry about the money."

Li Dahe’s eyes were also red, after all, he had watched this little bastard grow up, and now he would end up with a limp leg which was not a pleasant thought.

Widow Zhao’s tears fell again, she took the bills, and said with a trembling voice: "I will repay the team as soon as possible..."

The money for the treatment was advanced from the team’s public account, costing over a hundred. She had heard that when Li Dahe came, he brought the team’s money box, fearing that the Doctor would refuse to treat without sufficient funds.

This favor was too heavy.

Li Xiaoshan stepped out from the crowd.

His clothes were still stained with blood; he had taken turns with a few other guys carrying Zhao Zhuangshi down the mountain.

He handed a pack of Chienmen Cigarette to Zhao Zhuangshi, pursed his lips, and said: "Bro, I respect you."