Chapter 1 Phone Call

"Doo doo doo."

The phone rang. Li Ang, who had just walked onto the street, took out his phone. The caller ID showed Wang Congshan.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm strolling around while racking up steps on WeChat," Li Ang replied. "What's up?"

Wang Congshan sounded speechless. "Didn't you check the QQ group? I announced it in the group yesterday. I asked a few classmates who live nearby to visit Teacher Shi in the hospital, and I specifically @ed you."

"Is that so?" Li Ang scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. "Where are you guys now?"

In any case, Shi Qingsong was hospitalized because Li Ang broke his ribs, so he should visit him.

It's all about respecting teachers.

Wang Congshan said, "Yin City First People's Hospital."

Li Ang nodded. "I'll be there soon."

After hanging up, Wang Congshan shook her head helplessly and put her phone back in her bag.

At this time, the hospital ward was crowded with people surrounding Shi Qingsong in the center, who held an apple peeled by a student, his face somewhat moved.

Some of the people who came to see him were students from Class 7 of the second year of high school at Yin City Experimental High School, while others were former students of Shi Qingsong who had already graduated and even entered society.

These students who had already graduated from Yin City Experimental High School were not all the "good students" or "well-behaved students" in Shi Qingsong's memory.

Good students with excellent grades could rely on their own efforts to get into key universities, and their relationship with the teacher was naturally not deep.

Well-behaved students with mediocre grades were mostly unremarkable in character and had almost no communication with the teacher.

On the contrary, many of those who came to visit Shi Qingsong today were students who had once been trapped in the mire and unable to extricate themselves.

Some had failed repeatedly, falling off the list every time until they gave up on themselves,

Others suffered from school bullying, were excluded from student social circles, and were ridiculed every day,

Still others were nearly abandoned by their parents after their divorce, with no one caring for them, and almost gave up their studies to become unemployed members of society,

The four big words of education weighed heavily. As a teacher, Shi Qingsong dared not abandon any student. As long as it was within his power, he had to pull them back from the edge of depravity so that they would not become even worse people.

Just as everyone was reminiscing about Teacher Shi Qingsong's kindness and feeling moved,

"Te-a-cher—"

Before he arrived, his voice came first. Shi Qingsong, who was eating an apple, coughed upon hearing Li Ang's erratic voice, almost choking to death on a piece of apple.

Of all the students he had taught, Li Ang was definitely the most troublesome. Even just hearing his voice, Shi Qingsong felt his nerves begin to weaken.

Li Ang knocked on the door and entered, holding a bunch of colorful flowers.

"You're here..." Shi Qingsong said stiffly, "Why did you even buy flowers? What a waste."

Li Ang shook his head with a smile. "It's not a waste. I picked them fresh from the flower bed at the entrance of the hospital."

"...Isn't that bad?" Shi Qingsong said, twitching the corner of his eye.

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a-flying," Li Ang said casually, squeezing to sit in front of the hospital bed, and conveniently placed a bunch of yellow bananas on the bedside table.

Shi Qingsong shuddered. "You didn't pick these from somewhere too, did you?"

"Teacher, you distrust me too much. I bought them at the fruit store," Li Ang said. "Patients who have been hospitalized for a long time often experience symptoms such as constipation due to prolonged bed rest. Bananas can help with bowel movements."

As he spoke, Li Ang quickly peeled a banana and handed it over.

Unable to refuse his kindness, Shi Qingsong took it and ate it bit by bit.

When he had eaten half of it, Li Ang said unhurriedly, "Ah, I used to have digestive problems too. The doctor told me to buy some bananas to treat constipation. After three days, I still didn't go to the bathroom. When I asked the doctor again, I realized that bananas are meant to be eaten."

...

Shi Qingsong's face turned a little green as he chewed. Li Ang asked with concern, "Teacher, don't stop, eat it while it's hot."

"Can you stop being an idiot!" Wang Congshan chopped Li Ang on the head. "Stand there quietly."

"Okay." Li Ang stood up obediently.

"Well then," Shi Qingsong inconspicuously placed the half-eaten banana on the bedside table, cleared his throat, and said to Wang Congshan, "Congshan, I've communicated with the school.

The school will transfer a teacher over to temporarily serve as the acting class teacher for these two months. I hope you can hand over your work to her then."

"Okay, Teacher." Wang Congshan nodded.

"Damn it!" Li Ang frowned, standing to the side, and rubbed his chin. "I clearly stuffed red envelopes to the school leaders, trying to upgrade from a student to a class teacher. I didn't expect this position to be intercepted. Why doesn't this person do anything after taking the money..."

"Would you die if you didn't talk?" Wang Congshan regretted calling Li Ang over and dragged the latter's clothes to walk out of the ward.

The two came to the corridor. Li Ang frowned, raised his chin like an overbearing CEO, and said coldly, "What's with all the pulling and tugging? Woman, if you're doing this to attract my attention, then I'm telling you, you've succeeded. But I'm also warning you, you're playing with fire."

Wang Congshan was already used to Li Ang's occasional idiotic behavior and said askance, "Brother, have you been reading too many CEO novels?"

"Eh? Doesn't it look like it?" Li Ang instantly returned to normal and said awkwardly, "I even went to learn CEO quotes specifically. What's 'Beibei {baby}, if you feel good, call it out yourself. Your face is all red.' 'Beibei, you're the only woman in the world who dares to get rough with me.'"

What the hell is Beibei...

Black lines seemed to hang down from the corners of Wang Congshan's eyes. Just as the two were interacting in the corridor, a middle-aged woman sobbed softly, pushing an old man in a wheelchair past the corridor.

"Huh?"

Li Ang turned his head to look at the old man in the wheelchair.

The old man was thin, with a dull face, his mouth slightly open, and a crystal-clear stream of saliva slid from the corner of his mouth, landing on the white towel in front of him.

Stroke? Alzheimer's? Cerebrovascular disease?

Li Ang's mind raced. His enhanced perception attribute, combined with his cat eyes, was enough for him to detect the faint aura of some spiritual entity that had existed on the old man in the wheelchair.

A mission is coming.

Li Ang's expression changed instantly. He approached the middle-aged woman and pretended to be a refined, approachable, and kind-hearted young man, gently asking what had happened and whether she needed any help.

Idol, acting, and strength are all Li Ang's labels. Under his god-level acting skills, the ordinary-dressed middle-aged woman quickly opened up.

It turned out that the person in the wheelchair was her father. A few days ago, he was going to take some local specialties to visit another daughter, but he returned home alone in a daze, unable to say a word. The woman called that sister, but learned that her father had not visited her that day at all.

Fearing that the old man had Alzheimer's disease, the woman and her husband hurriedly took him to the hospital for consultation, but the examination results showed that he was healthy and normal.

"He's clearly not sick anywhere, so why can't he speak or move?" the middle-aged woman said, wiping away tears.

Mission trigger conditions met.

Mission type: Regular mission

Mission name: Between the Cracks

Mission objective: Find out the truth about Qian Jianjun's dementia

Mission time limit: 30 minutes

Mission reward: Ordinary quality random item *1