Chapter 745 — Whose Kidney Is It?
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"It's... it just hurts. Apart from the pain, I don't feel anything else..." Zhong Yongliang shook his head.
"The wound will hurt too. In a few days we'll have the doctor run a thorough examination," Zhong Fabai said. "An Liwen's kidney-harvesting ring has been smashed, but who knows how Wei Zhao is doing?"
"Who knows? Best if he's dead!" Zhong Yongliang wanted nothing more than for Wei Zhao to die.
Zhong Fabai nodded. These past two days he had been at the hospital keeping Zhong Yongliang company and had not gone to see the young master, so he truly had no idea how Wei Zhao was faring.
From the corridor outside the ward came the intermittent sound of footsteps—clearly Zhong Yongliang's classmates had arrived. Father and son stopped discussing their earlier topic.
Sure enough, before long there was a knock at the door of the ward, and Zhong Fabai rose to answer it.
"Teacher Liu, thank you for bringing the whole class to visit Pinliang—truly, thank you all so much! For Pinliang to have such a wonderful teacher and classmates is his good fortune..." Zhong Fabai said gratefully as he opened the door, but before he could finish, his gaze landed on Wei Zhao standing beside Gu Mengyao! Zhong Fabai looked as though he had seen a ghost, eyes bulging: "Gah! You—Wei Zhao—"
"Oh? Uncle Zhong, you were looking for me?" Wei Zhao shrugged at Zhong Fabai, well aware of what had startled him. In Zhong Fabai's mind, he ought to be lying in a hospital bed just like his son; for him to appear here now, anything less than this expression would have been strange.
"You... you... what are you doing here?" Zhong Fabai lost some of his composure. He was somebody of consequence, after all, yet he still lost his composure—because this concerned his son's kidney! If his son's kidney was not Wei Zhao's, then whose was it?
Had Wei Zhao's kidney been harvested or not?
"Oh, I got hurt a few days ago. I'm fine now." Wei Zhao smiled.
Hearing this, Zhong Fabai breathed a sigh of relief—but then he thought again, and something was off. It had only been a few days since the kidney transplant; how could Wei Zhao be bouncing around like this? It made no logical sense! Even if Wei Zhao was a Mystic-rank expert, wasn't Uncle Zhu still lying in a hospital bed?
Wait—he said he was injured a few days ago. Could it be that time Uncle Zhu beat him?
"You... when were you injured?" Zhong Fabai asked instinctively.
"When Uncle Zhu beat me? You didn't know?" Wei Zhao countered.
"Then you... then Pinliang..." Zhong Fabai wanted to ask more, but it suddenly occurred to him that Zhong Yongliang's other classmates were present, so he was forced to stop. With his belly full of questions, all he could do was first invite Zhong Yongliang's teacher and classmates inside! Otherwise, if it aroused the police's suspicion, that would be terrible! There were still police officers patrolling the corridor, after all!
"Welcome, welcome, everyone, thank you for coming to visit Pinliang..." Zhong Fabai suppressed his doubts and let Wei Zhao and the others into the ward.
Zhong Yongliang lay on his side in the hospital bed, beaming as he welcomed his teacher and classmates, about to say a few words of thanks, when he suddenly spotted Wei Zhao among them—and he froze on the spot!
Hadn't Wei Zhao's kidney been harvested? Then he ought to be lying in a hospital right now—how could he still come visit him? How was that possible?
"Oh, Zhong Yongliang, I hear you're a whole man now, with two kidneys. As long as there's no rejection, you'll be just like the rest of us. You mustn't let it weigh on your mind!" Shen Yushu had wanted to needle Zhong Yongliang a bit, but thinking of what Teacher Liu had said earlier, she turned it into consolation instead.
Though somehow this consolation sounded rather awkward! No rejection and he would be just like them—so what if there was rejection?