Happy Coffin Raising – Chapter 8

There was a small accident in the copy room, and the dean of students and a few others didn’t say a word about the mess. Instead, he circled around Fang Qian’an, so frightened that his beer belly seemed to contract. Throughout this, he kept bowing and scraping, babbling on incessantly. By the look of his posture, he couldn’t wait to call an ambulance to take this young master directly to the central hospital.

Fang Qian’an couldn’ t be bothered to pay attention to him.

It wasn’t like Fang Qian’an hadn’t witnessed the behavior of this group of people after coming to Qiming, but today, their presence seemed to be many times more annoying than usual.

Several senior men crowded together and followed Fang Qian’an into the infirmary, and even the nurse on duty was so nervous that she was sweating. In contrast, Li Xiu, who was also injured, was ignored throughout the whole process. It was as if he had suddenly vanished from the world.

The inexplicable irritability in Fang Qian’an’s heart suddenly reached its peak.

If the eldest young master of the Fang family was unhappy, he naturally wouldn’t let others be happy either. With just a few words, he drove out the dean and the others. In a few minutes’ work, the infirmary finally became quiet.

This silence lasted but a moment.

Tsk, they’re annoying to death…..”

Fang Qian’an reached down to take out his cell phone, absently playing a tile-matching game. As he played, he unconsciously glanced at Li Xiu from the corner of his eye.

Li Xiu had seemed very quiet on the way here. Presently, he ignored Fang Qian’an and just sat silently in the corner with his head bowed.

Perhaps he was in shock from just now. Li Xiu’s face was very pale, and he no longer had the vigor he had when facing Fang Qian’an in the copy room. Dark eyelashes drooped low, and the quivering black butterfly wings seemed to be stained with dew, casting small, dark shadows under his eyes.

He looked truly weak and pitiful, like someone could reach out with one hand and cradle the whole person.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Fang Qian’an’s fingers stiffened and he clicked the wrong square. After a great start to the matching game, he suddenly lost everything.

“Fuck.”

Fang Qian’an suddenly uttered a curse, and the school nurse was so frightened that a chill ran down her spine.

In fact, neither of them were seriously injured.

The nurse casually took a tube of antibacterial ointment and handed it to the ordinary student, telling him to apply it to his mouth. Then she got her act together and opened a drawer to glance at the medical kit with a frown.

“C…..Classmate Fang, I’m sorry to trouble you to wait for a moment, ah,” the nurse said insipidly. Thinking back to the meaningful glance the dean had given her before leaving, she complained endlessly in her heart.

“I need to get some alcohol wipes,” she hastily said to Fang Qian’an, then walked out of the infirmary in a rush.

When she left, Fang Qian’an and Li Xiu were left alone in the infirmary.

The room remained extremely quiet.

Li Xiu ignored Fang Qian’an and didn’t seem to care much about the visible difference in treatment by the school nurse. He looked into the mottled mirror in the infirmary and squeezed out some ointment to apply to his lips.

In fact, there was nothing interesting to see at all. Fang Qian’an knew this. 

However, the boy’s red and swollen lips as they were moisturized by the melting ointment seemed extra…..extra…..

Fang Qian’an’s mind was chaotic, and he didn’t know how to describe the radiant, bright red he had glimpsed.

His chest was on fire.

The eldest young master was a mess, so restless that he wanted to jump up and spin around in circles.

Fang Qian’an muttered quickly: “Did someone defraud you of money? Are you not given food to eat, and that’s how you developed this scrawny figure?”

His voice wasn’t loud, but the infirmary was so quiet that Li Xiu could easily hear the clear words.

His lips formed a stiff line in the mirror.

Li Xiu abruptly turned his head to look up at Fang Qian’an. “What do you mean?”

When Li Xiu glared at him like this, Fang Qian’an felt like he was being possessed by a ghost, and he actually shrank back involuntarily. After being stunned for a moment, he regained his thinking ability.

“…..I think you’re too thin,” he said drily.

“Oh.”

Li Xiu looked at him for a few seconds before turning away expressionlessly.

Of course he knew this was not what Fang Qian’an said initially, but in all aspects, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with him — although the school nurse had determined that he was fine, Li Xiu felt that his body was growing colder and colder after leaving the copy room, so cold that his nerves were practically numb.

Tsk, such a bad temper…..”

Fang Qian’an felt that he was disgracing himself a bit today.

Looking at the little cripple’s cold expression, he began to feel uncomfortable again.

Fang Qian’an was not someone who liked to bully others at school for no reason.

Not because he was noble and upright, but because the people in this school were not from the same world as him, and there was no point in getting into disputes with them.

But who made Fang Qian’an accidentally discover that Li Xiu’s family played at witchcraft at home?

Perhaps the most disgusting thing to Fang Qian’an was that kind of ostentatious, deceptive charlatan.

Therefore, it was inevitable that Li Xiu would not be very pleasing to his eyes.

That was all.

Just as he had mocked Li Xiu before as an overly thin boy with a girly face…..he really was an eyesore.

Fang Qian’an didn’t realize at the time that just his dislike could turn into a disaster for an ordinary student with no family background, who was just being used as a score-boosting tool by the school.

Fang Qian’an seemed aloof and indifferent most of the time, and it was too difficult to please him.

Those who stuck to Fang Qian’an at their parents’ behest were not fools, and would not miss his slight disdain and disgust.

So, intentionally or unintentionally, when Wang Rongfa started to bully Li Xiu, he began to enthusiastically fan the flames and take every opportunity to bring Li Xiu to Fang Qian’an to bully…..

Fang Qian’an didn’t stop this.

And every time it happened, Li Xiu always steeled his face. It was only when he was bullied severely that an unconcealable trace of panic and weakness would flash through his eyes.

Before Fang Qian’an realized, he had become one of the bullies.

Now that he thought about it, he was simply obsessed.

“I’m sorry.”

Thinking of what he had done before, Fang Qian’an suddenly squeezed these short syllables between his lips.

“I’m embarrassed, ah, my apology is late—”

However, this unpracticed apology coincided with the school nurse pushing through the door.

Fang Qian’an looked at Li Xiu and found that the other party clearly hadn’t listened to his voice.

A certain prince’s jaw tightened at once, and his expression became abnormally ugly.

“…..Fuck.”

He cursed to himself again internally, and his ugly expression made the nurse even more nervous.

The school nurse had returned to the infirmary with alcohol swabs and forceps in her hands.

It was obvious that she treated Fang Qian’an much more seriously. Cuts big and small on the young master’s face were disinfected with alcohol and medicine was applied. To be honest, if not for the disinfection, Fang Qian’an wouldn’t have realized that ordinary copy paper had caused such great damage. There were many thin, shallow cuts on his hands and face, all made by the paper.

After treating Fang Qian’an’s face, the nurse glanced at his gauze-wrapped hand.

“What’s wrong with your finger?”

The nurse looked a bit anxious.

“An old injury, it’s—”

Fang Qian’an was still somewhat impatient, and planned to say it was nothing, but when he glanced at Li Xiu to the side, his voice stuck in his throat.

Li Xiu didn’t seem to be paying attention to the activity on Fang Qian’an’s side at all.

Seeing the nurse approach, he obediently placed the ointment back into the medical case.

Then he turned his head and gave an expressionless goodbye.

“Teacher, I’m going back first.”

“Oh. Okay. You do that.”

Then Li Xiu walked out of the infirmary without a sideways look.

That little cripple Li Xiu actually thought things were settled between the two of them?!

As Fang Qian’an was distracted, the nurse had already diligently pushed up his sleeve.

Aiya, these injuries of yours—”

The school nurse sucked in a breath of cold air.

When she was disinfecting Fang Qian’an’s exposed wounds, she didn’t think there was anything seriously wrong with the young master in front of her. 

Who would have thought that Fang Qian’an’s arm would look so terrible under the cover of his clothing? At a glance, the layers of cuts and bruises were simply shocking. It could be said that there was no good skin at all.

Bam—

Just then, Fang Qian’an suddenly kicked the table and pulled his sleeve down quickly.

That handsome face was instantly filled with gloom. The nurse made the mistake of meeting Fang Qian’an’s eyes, and her throat constricted. She was too frightened to speak.

But Fang Qian’an soon returned to normal.

“Don’t worry about this,” he said mildly, holding the arm that had just been touched by the nurse. He gave a smile. “It’s from practicing Muay Thai.”

The school nurse: “Oh…..oh…..Muay Thai, ah. The subcutaneous bleeding looks rather serious, so it’s best to have it dealt with.” 

The nurse swallowed, speaking continuously. “Then that’s it for your injuries. Remember not to shower within eight hours, and keep yourself warm. You can go now, Student Fang.”

As she spoke, the nurse threw the alcohol swab into the trash can, then took a new one out of the medicine case.

Fang Qian’an was about to leave, but the school nurse’s actions gave him a faint feeling of dissonance.

Immediately after, he heard the nurse say: “That classmate at the door, you can come in now—”

Fang Qian’an couldn’t help but glance at the door.

It was empty. No one was there.

His footsteps paused.

The school nurse turned to look at the door and frowned, startled: “Eh? That classmate is gone? The cut on his face was a bit serious. It could easily become infected if not cleaned. Student Fang, if you see him when you go back, you should tell him to come to the infirmary.”

“Cut?”

Fang Qian’an keenly heard that the nurse didn’t seem to be talking about Li Xiu.

Sure enough, he heard the nurse say in the next moment: “Yes, ah, the classmate who came with you two. That really tall one was injured too, wasn’t he?”


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