Si Moyan had just finished playing the first half of a basketball game with the boys in the class he taught.
Shu Ti walked up to Si Moyan, smiling brightly as she handed him a bottle of mineral water.
Shu Ti was very beautiful. Wearing a red dress, with her brown curly hair draped over her shoulders, she was bright and fiery, somewhat similar to Wen Yan's style.
Shu Ti had eyes that looked affectionate even when looking at a dog.
Wen Yan noticed that Si Moyan's expression as he looked at Shu Ti was slightly dazed.
As if for a moment, he was mesmerized.
When Si Jingyi saw Si Moyan's reaction, his heart instantly leaped into his throat.
What the hell is Big Brother doing?
He hasn't taken a fancy to that teacher named Shu Ti, has he?
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, my big brother will absolutely never betray you!"
Wen Yan crossed her arms over her chest, a half-smile on her face.
[If that dog of a man accepts that bottle of water, I'll chop his hands off later!]
The playground was a bit far from where Wen Yan and Si Jingyi were standing. Wen Yan couldn't hear clearly what Si Moyan said to Shu Ti, but he didn't take the mineral water she handed him, and Shu Ti's eyes looked slightly disappointed.
Soon, the second half of the basketball game began.
Shu Ti sat in the audience, clapping and cheering for Si Moyan.
Si Moyan seemed afraid to look into Shu Ti's eyes again; he didn't cast another glance in her direction.
When Wen Yan walked past the basketball court, Si Moyan caught sight of her from the corner of his eye.
He immediately shot a three-pointer.
The movement was clean and handsome.
After shooting, facing her direction, he slightly lifted the hem of his T-shirt and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
His eight-pack abs were faintly visible, distinct and sexy.
"Damn, Big Brother is so secretly showy." That move just now was clearly meant for Sister-in-law to see.
Wen Yan looked at Si Jingyi. "You're staying here in Heng City recently. Don't you need to keep Qinghuan company?"
At the mention of Ruan Qinghuan, Si Jingyi felt a bit depressed.
"Her tactics are really something now. She gets affectionate with me for two days and then goes into seclusion to focus on her career. She really knows how to string me along," Si Jingyi raised his right hand into a fist. "But, I'm determined to win her. She won't escape my grasp."
Wen Yan smiled without saying a word.
[Beauty Qinghuan's childhood sweetheart is returning to the country soon. That's someone who has secretly loved her since childhood, not only handsome but also extremely capable.]
[In her previous life, after Beauty Ruan committed suicide for love for Second Brother Si, that childhood sweetheart never married for the rest of his life.]
The corners of Si Jingyi's mouth twitched.
No way!
Is he about to face a formidable rival in love?
Even though he hadn't yet met Ruan Qinghuan's childhood sweetheart, a strong sense of crisis had already welled up inside him.
Wen Yan didn't notice Si Jingyi's expression. A student from the infirmary called her, and she quickly returned there.
A senior high school boy had fallen down the stairs, suffering abrasions of varying degrees on his hands and legs.
Wen Yan took out some medicine to disinfect the boy's wounds.
The boy sat on the hospital bed, shivering, his face pale.
When Wen Yan was applying the disinfectant, she could even hear his teeth chattering.
Wen Yan glanced at the boy, a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes. "Student, your injuries aren't serious. Are you afraid of pain, or is it something else?"
He was so grown up; even if he was afraid of pain, he shouldn't be like this!
He looked as if he was going to his death!
The boy's eyes turned red, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. "School Doctor Wen, you don't understand, I-I'm going to die soon!"
Wen Yan looked closely at the boy.
He didn't look like someone with a short life.
"Why would you say that?"
The boy's lips trembled. "The results of this midterm exam are out, and I-I only scored 480 points. I'm the worst in the grade. Except for me, everyone else scored over 500 points."
Wen Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Before she could say anything, she heard the boy say in a trembling voice, "I didn't mean to score 480 points. A while ago, the grandmother who raised me fell seriously ill. I went to the hospital to take care of her, and then she passed away. For days and nights before the midterm exam, I didn't close my eyes. During one of the exams, I accidentally fell asleep and only scored 10 points. Usually, I can score over 120 points. I don't want to die!"
Wen Yan frowned. "If you score below 500, will you definitely die?"
The boy nodded. "Yes, whether it's a weekly test, a monthly test, or a midterm or final, as long as it's below 500 points, you will die. I don't know what's going on, but the school is very evil in this regard."
"When I was a freshman, a senior girl scored 499 points. Because she was afraid, she took a leave of absence and went home, but not long after, she still came back to school and jumped off a building."
"She was only one point away from 500, but she still couldn't escape death!"
Wen Yan took out an amulet and handed it to the boy. "Take this."
The boy shook his head tremblingly. "It's useless. Other students have prayed for amulets before, but as long as you don't reach 500 points, you can't escape death!"
Even knowing that Isha School was evil, parents still scrambled to send their children here.
What they cared about was whether their children could get into a good university, not the mental pressure they had to endure.
In this environment, to survive, one could only study desperately.
"How about this? You stay in the infirmary today. Don't step out of this door, and I guarantee you'll be fine."
Wen Yan had pasted talismans all around the infirmary. Even a malicious ghost wouldn't dare approach easily.
Wen Yan's eyes were gentle and firm, like an invisible soothing hand that could calm the fear and anxiety in one's heart.
"Okay, thank you, School Doctor Wen."
After Wen Yan bandaged the boy's wounds, she and Si Jingyi headed to the school cafeteria.
It wasn't mealtime yet, and Old Master Si wasn't busy. He was chatting with the cafeteria staff.
Seeing Wen Yan and Si Jingyi approaching, he quickly led them to a private break room.
Not long after, Si Moyan also arrived.
As soon as Si Moyan entered, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Si Moyan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp under their gazes.
He touched his nose, his voice deep and hoarse. "What's wrong?"
Si Jingyi clicked his tongue. "Big Brother, touching your nose means you have a guilty conscience."
Si Moyan shot a dark glance at Si Jingyi. "Why would I have a guilty conscience?"
"When Sister-in-law and I passed by the playground, we saw Teacher Shu Ti striking up a conversation with you. When you looked at her, you were clearly distracted."
As soon as Si Jingyi finished speaking, Old Master Si hit Si Moyan with his cane.
"Well, you little rascal! You finally made up with Little Yan, and now you're dazzled by another woman's beauty again."
Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan, his jaw tight, a trace of nervousness flashing in his dark eyes. "Mrs. Si, I admit, I was distracted for a few seconds."
Si Jingyi crossed his arms over his chest, gloating. "Makabaka, Big Brother, just wait for your doom!"
Si Moyan sat down next to Wen Yan, his long fingers wrapping around her slender ones. Fearing she would pull back, he held on tightly.
"Mrs. Si, listen to me explain."
Wen Yan pursed her lips. "You don't need to explain."
