How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 73 - Bandit_1

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Jinhua said, “Third sister, Hu Xiufang, there’s only five minutes left until the bell rings, aren’t you leaving yet?”

Li Qiao quickly put away her exam permit, slipped into her clothes, and hurried to the classroom with her books.

She had barely sat down for a minute before the class bell rang.

The first lesson was math, and after Mr.

Song explained the concepts, he assigned classwork for everyone to do.

He stood by the podium for a while before walking over to Li Qiao, softly asking her and Hu Xiufang about the competition over the weekend.

Hu Xiufang said uncomfortably, “Out of a paper worth 150 points, getting 50 would be good enough.”

“Impossible, right?

It was that hard?

I heard that last year in the competition, there were about fifteen or sixteen people who scored more than 130 points in the entire county.

How can 50 points be okay?

What about Li Qiao?”

Li Qiao estimated that she could score around 135 or more, but considering that saying so would probably depress Hu Xiufang for the next few days, and since she was the classmate she got along with best at school, Li Qiao didn’t want to make her feel sad and said with some consideration, “It really was tough, and I can’t really estimate how much I will score either.”

Mr.

Song felt a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking that if both children said so, it seemed unlikely they would get any bonus points.

Feeling disappointed and worried about affecting the children’s morale, he comforted them, “It’s okay if you didn’t do well; as long as you study hard for the college entrance exam, you’ll do just fine.”

Hu Xiufang felt slightly relieved.

Li Qiao also promised that she would do well on the college entrance exam.

Mr.

Song smiled, returned to the podium, and regained his serious demeanor.

He explained the homework he had just assigned and waited for the class to end so he could leave.

Li Qiao tidied up her notes, preparing for the next lesson.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and her body lurched forward.

Her forehead knocked against the desk with a muffled thud.

Hu Xiufang shouted in alarm, “Zhao Li, what are you doing?”

Guessing that it was Zhao Li, Li Qiao, upon hearing her, decided to just lie down.

This really scared Hu Xiufang.

Zhao Li, who had hit Li Qiao, ran off, but when she heard the commotion and turned back to see Li Qiao lying down, she too was shocked.

Li Qiao was in pain all over, but she hadn’t fainted.

She thought about striking back lightly, but to her dismay, the damned girl actually fainted.

Zhao Li shouted to cover her own panic, “She’s faking it!”

Hu Xiufang became furious, “She’s passed out and you still say she’s faking!

Do you know how dangerous hitting someone on the back of the head can be?

You could kill someone!

Class monitor, hurry and call Mr.

Zhou!”

“Yes!” The class monitor immediately ran to the office.

Hu Xiufang then turned to Jinhua, “What are you standing there for, come over and help me support your sister.” No wonder Li Qiao does not forgive Jinhua; she wouldn’t want such a sister by her side either—a sister who mingles with classmates for fun when her own sister has fainted.

Heartbreaking.

Mr.

Zhou arrived quickly.

Unable to wake Li Qiao, he prepared to carry her to the medical room.

He then asked who lived close to Li Qiao’s home to inform her family.

Jinhua volunteered herself.

“You definitely won’t work; we need to notify the parents.

Hurry,” Mr.

Zhou, the class teacher, thought for a moment, “Li Qiao said she got married, so let’s inform her husband first.”

Everyone scrambled to get Li Qiao to the medical room.

Completely freaked out, Zhao Li cried and asked the classmates around her if Li Qiao was going to die.

Everyone said that since it was a blow to the back of the head, it was hard to say.

“You too, why did you hit her on the back of her head?”

“Boo-hoo…

I just wanted to teach her a lesson, she hit me early in the morning.” Zhao Li cried copiously, filled with fear, “I won’t be executed by firing squad, will I?”

“They won’t execute you, but a loser will have to stab you to death.”

“Boo-hoo…

I didn’t mean to…” Zhao Li was inconsolable.

Li Qiao was taken to the medical room.

The doctor checked her heartbeat and shined a light in her eyes.

“She should be fine, but since she was hit in the head, it’s best to take her to the township hospital to get checked out.”

Everyone then worked together to get her to the township hospital.

As Li Qiao lay on the teacher’s back, she really wanted to wake up.

But opening her eyes at that moment would be difficult to explain, so she decided to wait until the hospital and play it by ear.

When they were preparing for the check-up at the hospital, Li Qiao gradually came to and said groggily, “How did I end up here?”

“Wow!

She’s awake!

She’s awake!”

Everyone was shocked and then delighted.

Hu Xiufang said, “You just fainted and scared us to death.”

“Really?

I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, then darkness took over, and I knew nothing else.”

The doctor asked, “Do you feel unwell anywhere?

For example, dizziness, headache, nausea, or the urge to vomit?”

Li Qiao held her forehead, appearing three parts weak and four parts tender, “My head does feel uncomfortable.

It’s not painful per se, not nauseating, and I don’t feel like throwing up.

It’s just an unpleasant, shaky feeling.”

“Nothing obvious from the outside appearance.

Go home and keep an eye on it.

If you feel unwell, go straight to a big hospital to get a scan.” The doctor prescribed a three-day dose of calming medicine, put it into a small paper bag, and handed it to Li Qiao.

When it came time to pay,

Mr.

Zhou was ready to pay, but Li Qiao beat him to it.

Mr.

Zhou said, “Later, I’ll have Zhao Li reimburse you for the medicine.”

Li Qiao remained silent.

Mr.

Zhou asked, “Can you walk?”

Li Qiao nodded.

The group walked back to school together.

Upon arriving at the classroom,

The chemistry teacher was giving a lecture, and Mr.

Zhou, the class advisor, called Zhao Li out.

Zhao Li now seeing Li Qiao awake, felt a stone lift from her heart.

If she had died,

What would she have done?

It was too frightening to even think about.

She followed the class advisor to the office.

Without waiting to be asked, she explained everything that happened in detail,

Deliberately omitting the fact that she had stolen the exam admission ticket, claiming she found it, and emphasizing Li Qiao’s alleged cheating.

The class advisor laughed, “You think I’m a fool!

She creates a fake admission slip in half a day?

And forges a seal?

I’ve lived for decades and can’t do that, and you expect me to believe a young girl like her can?

Show me the proof.”

“It’s true!

She took the proof away and beat me up.

Mr.

Zhou, you have to believe me.”

“Believe you?

How can I believe you?

All I know is that Li Qiao was knocked out by you.

She hit you?

Where did she hit you?”

“I, I….” Zhao Li couldn’t come up with a valid explanation.

The handprint on her face had already faded.

Her butt still hurt, surely there was a mark.

But she couldn’t just show it to the teacher, could she?

That damned Li Qiao.

She must have anticipated this.

Mr.

Zhou said, “Li Qiao spent twelve cents on medicine.

You pay her back.

You should be united and loving as classmates, helping each other out.

Don’t let it happen again, now go back to class.”

Zhao Li dejectedly returned to the classroom.

She glanced in Li Qiao’s direction.

Li Qiao, to make it more convincing that she had been beaten, rested listlessly on the desk.

Unwittingly, she actually fell asleep.

She was woken up by Hu Xiufang’s nudge, “Li Qiao, your boyfriend is here.”

“Ah?” Li Qiao looked out, “Where is he?”

“In the teacher’s office.”

Li Qiao got up and went over.

Qin Jin was sitting next to the teacher, and upon seeing her, he swiftly approached and began to rant, “Where is that kicker-worthy Zhao Li?

I won’t stop until I beat her to a pulp!”

Mr.

Zhou cleared his throat.

This Li Qiao, always so studious.

The boyfriend she chose was good-looking too, just a bit rough around the edges.

He spoke like a hooligan.

Li Qiao glanced at the teacher, slightly embarrassed, then pulled Qin Jin outside to talk.

“I’m fine now, just had a little conflict with a classmate.

She didn’t mean it.”

“Knocked out and it wasn’t on purpose?

What does she look like?

Take me over there so I can hit her back for you.

I’ll make sure next time she sees you, she’ll respectfully call you ‘madam,'” Qin Jin blustered, ready to defend Li Qiao as he headed toward the classroom.