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Luo Minggang walked over to Tang Hui's side, crouching down to look at the unconscious Zhu Hui. "This won't do; she's seriously injured and needs to be taken to the hospital immediately." With that, he picked up Zhu Hui, intending to rush her to the hospital.
Yang Qianfan, seeing Luo Minggang ignore his presence and attempt to take Zhu Hui away right in front of him, stepped forward to block his path. Angrily, he threatened, "You've got some nerve! You dare take her without my permission?"
"Get out of the way; I don't want to fight with you," Luo Minggang replied coldly, giving him a disdainful glance.
Yang Qianfan trembled with rage. He had never encountered anyone so audacious as to tell him to get lost. Just as he was about to throw a punch at Luo Minggang in a fit of fury, someone suddenly intercepted his fist from behind.
"Have you lost your mind? Do you really want to see her die at your hands?" Wang Yuhan tightly grasped Yang Qianfan's fist, appearing before him.
"You too—" Yang Qianfan was taken aback when he realized that the person who had stopped his punch was his good friend, Wang Yuhan. His expression turned incredulous.
"If you're a man, then don't block my way," Wang Yuhan said coldly, forcefully shaking off Yang Qianfan's fist. The sudden motion caught Yang Qianfan off guard, causing him to stumble forward awkwardly. Wang Yuhan didn't spare him another glance and turned to Luo Minggang. "I'll go with you to the hospital."
After that, Luo Minggang, Wang Yuhan, and Tang Hui together took Zhu Hui to the hospital. Once they left, the entire gym fell silent; no one dared to speak. Only Yang Qianfan remained standing in place, panting heavily, nearly exploding with anger. Yet inside, he felt a complex mix of emotions—he hated Zhu Hui but was also deeply worried about her and uncertain about the extent of her injuries.
Fortunately for Zhu Hui, she was resilient and strong-willed. After examination by the doctor, it turned out she was not seriously hurt; she only had some minor bruises and would be able to return to school the next day.
"Because—he is my friend, my only friend," Zhu Hui tilted her head slightly as she spoke to Yang Qianfan with disdain in her eyes, sneering imperiously. "I don't think you'll understand."
"What did you say? Repeat that."
"Do you have friends? In this world, do you have friends willing to take a beating for you? ... How pathetic; you don’t have one true friend."
Hearing her words, Yang Qianfan stood there, momentarily stunned and unable to move. He was taken aback by the friendship between Zhu Hui and Tang Hui. He couldn't help but reflect on whether his past actions of standing up for his brothers were truly out of friendship. Were those brothers who rallied to his side during fights really friends? If he were in danger, would any of those so-called friends sacrifice themselves like Zhu Hui did for Tang Hui? As he looked at the barely conscious Zhu Hui before him, he felt an overwhelming sense of insignificance. He realized that the camaraderie he once valued paled in comparison to the pure friendship shared between Zhu Hui and Tang Hui. In that moment, he was deeply shaken, understanding what it truly meant to be a friend and what friendship really was.
Seeing him frozen in place, as if his soul had left his body, Zhu Hui recognized that her goal had been achieved. Seizing the opportunity, she mustered all her strength and executed a counterattack, successfully knocking Yang Qianfan to the ground.
At that instant when Yang Qianfan fell, the crowd erupted in disbelief. No one could believe that Zhu Hui had actually won; she had truly defeated Yang Qianfan through sheer determination.
As the referee, He Feng could no longer sit idly by. He rushed over to Yang Qianfan and asked, "Boss, what happened? How did you let her take advantage?"
"What do you mean what happened? I lost, okay?" Yang Qianfan replied impatiently as he got back on his feet.
"I... I won! I really won!" Zhu Hui exclaimed joyfully, tears streaming down her face. She stumbled over to Tang Hui, overwhelmed with emotion and unable to articulate her feelings.
Tang Hui looked at her with tears in his eyes, feeling so moved that he was momentarily speechless. Just then, Zhu Hui suddenly blacked out from exhaustion, leaving Tang Hui in shock.
"Hui! Hui!" Tang Hui desperately called out to her, hoping to wake her up. With an injury on his left hand, he couldn't lift Zhu Hui, so he turned to the surrounding classmates for help, pleading with them to assist in getting Zhu Hui to the hospital. Unfortunately, no one was willing to help; they all feared Yang Qianfan and were too scared to step forward as the good Samaritan. At that moment, a tall figure emerged from the crowd—it was none other than Luo Minggang, the president of the student council.
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