Chapter 66 Calling the Police Again!

Being the top student in the school naturally means that every move you make attracts extra attention.

That goes doubly so when you almost faint while doing morning exercises.

Many students watched as Lin Leier was supported on either side by Iron Rod Li and his cousin Fang Yifan, leading him away from the formation, out of the playground, and back toward the teaching building.

The scene caused everyone's broadcast calisthenics to fall completely out of sync.

As soon as they perfunctorily finished and gathered in groups to head back to the classroom, immediate gossiping and discussions broke out.

Everyone had a different theory.

"What on earth is going on? Pushing oneself this hard just to be the top student? Are the rest of us even supposed to survive?"

"Good thing Beijing doesn't have to compete on the national level of intense rat-racing; otherwise, just looking at Lin Leier's momentum would make my scalp go numb."

"Seriously! Way too cutthroat!"

Everyone's first reaction was that Lin Leier, the transfer student from out of town, played totally unfair and pushed himself to a terrifying degree. If this sparked a craze of extreme academic competition, they would be utterly miserable.

"Why is he still so sleepy?" Qiao Yingzi murmured to her best friend Huang Zhitao as they walked toward the classroom. "I clearly gave him medicine and told him to get a good night's sleep."

"Who knows?" Huang Zhitao shook her head in bewilderment.

Lin Leier still hadn't returned by the first class. Feeling somewhat uneasy during the break, Qiao Yingzi hurried over to find Fang Yifan to ask about the situation.

However, she discovered that Fang Yifan was missing as well. Her sense of foreboding grew stronger. Running into He Chen, who was out and about during recess, she couldn't help bringing it up with him.

"He's been drugged!" He Chen reminded her.

"What? But I repeatedly told him to only give half a pill to an insomniac like Lin Leier..." Qiao Yingzi was struck dumb with shock. Her expression changed drastically a second later, and she immediately took off running toward the school infirmary.

Seeing this, He Chen followed leisurely from a distance.

In the resting area of the teaching building:

The nearly fainting Lin Leier was supported by his head teacher and his cousin on either side. Because Fang Yifan kept adamantly insisting this was caused by staying up too late to study, Iron Rod Li had no intention of taking Lin Leier to the infirmary.

As they climbed the stairs, the dizzy and groggy Lin Leier slipped and nearly fell. Fang Yifan quickly caught him, but the back of Lin Leier's head collided directly with Fang Yifan's nose, hurting him so badly that he instantly suffered a nosebleed.

Yet, he didn't dare to cry out in pain, repeatedly assuring everyone that he was fine.

Lin Leier sobered up significantly in an instant, turning around to support his cousin, who was pinching his nose with his head tilted back.

Iron Rod Li told them to look after each other, then went off to fetch some first-aid supplies for Fang Yifan while calling Fang Yifan's mother, Tong Wenjie.

By the time Tong Wenjie rushed over, she found that Lin Leier had already fallen asleep on the sofa in the resting area, while Fang Yifan sat nearby with his nose plugged with tissue.

This filled Tong Wenjie with deep gratification.

Sure enough, her warnings had worked! Her son truly regarded their cousin—sharing a quarter of the same bloodline—as a real brother!

Seeing the cousins getting along so harmoniously, she was overjoyed.

"What happened to your brother?" Tong Wenjie expressed concern for her son, and upon seeing he was alright, she asked about the root cause.

"Nothing much. Probably just stayed up too late studying and didn't rest properly." Fang Yifan stuck to this narrative without blinking an eye, effortlessly spouting nonsense when his mother pressed him on what time they went to bed.

"Around one-ish, I guess? I was already half-asleep back then, so I don't remember clearly!"

"That is pretty late." Tong Wenjie completely failed to consider how Fang Yifan—who slept in a different room—could possibly know this. The explanation instantly sounded reasonable to her. Iron Rod Li also nodded in agreement and told Fang Yifan to head back to class.

Fang Yifan dragged his feet as he slowly inched outward, looking back every three steps, and nearly crashed right into Qiao Yingzi, who came running over.

"Yingzi, you're here! I'm fine, I just got bumped in the nose while holding Leier..." Fang Yifan said excitedly, immediately launching into an animated account.

"Shut up! Let me ask you, did you follow my instructions and only give him half a pill?" Qiao Yingzi demanded anxiously.

"I followed the dosage you told me... plus an extra half-pill. It should be fine, right?" Fang Yifan stammered sheepishly.

"Fine? Does he look like he's fine right now?" Qiao Yingzi was consumed by anxiety and anger. "Is medicine something you just mess around with? People have different constitutions! Lin Leier is skinny as a rail and hates exercising; his constitution is terrible. I repeatedly reminded you to only give him half a pill, but you—you actually gave him an extra half! What on earth were you thinking?"

With that, she marched forward.

"Where are you going?" Fang Yifan asked, startled, and hurriedly grabbed Qiao Yingzi's arm.

"To tell Aunt Tong the truth, and then take Lin Leier to the infirmary so a doctor can examine him right away!" Qiao Yingzi swatted Fang Yifan's hand away.

"No!" Fang Yifan tried to grab her again, but stopped short under Qiao Yingzi's fierce glare. Looking awkward, he retracted his hand and pleaded in a whisper, "Don't tell them. If you say anything, I'm dead meat. My mom will beat me to death!"

Seeing Qiao Yingzi hesitate, he immediately added in a pitiful tone, "He'll be fine once he sleeps a little longer. I even made him drink plenty of water; once he flushes it out of his system, there won't be any problems at all."

As he spoke, he peeked over toward the resting area. Qiao Yingzi followed his gaze and saw that Lin Leier had been woken up. She could vaguely hear Tong Wenjie asking when he went to bed last night, and Lin Leier replying that he had gone to sleep at eleven o'clock.

"Getting beaten to death by your mom is still better than killing someone!" Just as Qiao Yingzi was caught in hesitation, a voice rang out from behind, making both Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi shudder. Looking back, they saw He Chen strolling over at a leisurely pace.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Yifan's expression changed drastically.

"What am I doing?" He Chen smiled. "Administering justice, of course!"

As he spoke, he walked past them straight toward Iron Rod Li and Tong Wenjie, who had turned around upon hearing the commotion.

Fang Yifan wanted to reach out and stop him, but didn't dare. Burning with frustration, he shot Qiao Yingzi a look of suspicion and disappointment, his eyes clearly conveying: *Why did you bring him here and tell him the truth?*

Qiao Yingzi felt entirely helpless. She hadn't told He Chen anything; he was the one who had tipped her off in the first place!

Just as Fang Yifan was debating whether to make a clean breast of it and surrender preemptively—though his internal aversion to strict punishment kept him from making up his mind—he watched in horror as He Chen walked right up to them and laid out the whole story. Tong Wenjie's incredulous and furious expression shifted from He Chen to her son. Hearing his mother let out a thunderous roar of "Fang Yifan!", he instantly bolted and fled in a panic.

Mother Tong Wenjie reenacted her iconic scene once more: teetering in high heels, she gave chase relentlessly, pursuing him across the campus vowing to beat him up.

This was already the third time in just one month of the new semester!

Iron Rod Li watched the gathering crowd of onlookers with a headache. Glancing at He Chen standing nearby, she said with displeasure, "Have you made enough trouble? Get back to the classroom right now!"

"Of course not! We're barely scratching the surface. You didn't think this could all be resolved by just 'drinking three cups of self-punishment,' did you?" He Chen cast a mocking glance at her, and as her expression twisted in alarm, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone.

"You!" Iron Rod Li widened her eyes, a vague and terrifying suspicion dawning on her, though she refused to believe it.

Could he really do it again?

"He Chen, don't!" Qiao Yingzi guessed his intent and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

Their guesses were spot on, yet they were utterly powerless to stop He Chen's actions. Before their eyes, He Chen deftly dialed 110!

That's right!

He smoothly called the police once more!

"Hello! Is this 110? I'm reporting someone for drugging a minor!"