Upon arriving in Liangxi Town, the four of them each went back to their own hos, as they still had winter break howork to catch up on!
Wei Shixu was still clutching that tattered basketball. When Qian Cheng ca to pick him up, his eyes couldn’t help but linger on the barely recognizable shape of the ball.
Young master…
Has he taken up collecting trash?
Shortly after, Qian Cheng watched as Wei Shixu carried the thing upstairs and into his study.
Qian Cheng stood in silence for a long ti before the study door opened again.
Wei Shixu instructed, “Uncle Qian, have a custom stand made.”
He was still holding the battered ball, seemingly trying to repair it?
Qian Cheng forced himself to look away and asked in a professional yet gentle tone, “What material should it be? Steel, wood, or acrylic?”
Wei Shixu replied, “Phoebe zhennan wood. Carve it—an eagle, with so auspicious clouds. Make it look good.”
Qian Cheng’s expression nearly cracked as he couldn’t help but emphasize, “Young master, you want to use expensive phoebe zhennan wood to make a stand for this ball, correct?”
Wei Shixu glanced at him. “Yes, is there a problem?”
“No problem,” Qian Cheng imdiately shook his head, keeping a straight face.
Bang!
The study door closed again.
Wei Shixu continued tinkering with the ball, searching for tools and references to fix it up.
Qian Cheng hurried to the Wei family’s collection room to look for materials, then contacted carpenters and sculptors.
The young master has gone mad, and he’s about to lose it too!
Such fine wood!
To make a stand for a broken ball?
Well, it’s all the Wei family’s property, and what’s the Wei family’s is the young master’s.
He can do whatever he wants with it!
Qian Cheng decided to carve himself a couple of phone charm beads from the leftover scraps to soothe his nearly shattered nerves.
…
Quan Zhisui returned to the Zuo family and rested for only a day before diving headfirst into studying and doing howork.
The living room that Zuo Zhiyu had smashed had been redecorated, with new furniture and a new TV.
Quan Zhisui keenly noticed that the new furniture wasn’t as high-quality as the previous set.
Has the Zuo family downgraded their spending?
Just then…
Swoosh!
The living room door was flung open, and Quan Zhisui frowned as she turned her head.
No knock?
Who’s bold enough to do that?
Then she saw Zuo Zhiyu stride in, accompanied by a middle-aged woman.
Zuo Zhiyu spoke up, “Doctor Zhang, this is my daughter. She has severe ntal issues. Please examine her. If she needs to be hospitalized, our family will fully cooperate.”
Doctor Zhang frowned, montarily silent.
Zuo Zhiyu then turned to Quan Zhisui and barked, “The doctor is here, and you don’t even greet her? Get up from that chair!”
Quan Zhisui remained seated, looking at him. “You didn’t knock. Get out.”
Zuo Zhiyu: “???”
Doctor Zhang was taken aback, glancing at the door.
Zuo Zhiyu’s blood pressure spiked as he turned to the doctor. “Doctor Zhang, do you see now? She’s sick, ntally ill! Please examine her and issue a certificate. Hospitalization conditions don’t matter—just get her a bed!”
He blurted it all out in one breath, desperate to have Quan Zhisui locked up in a ntal institution imdiately.
Doctor Zhang raised an eyebrow and said, “Sir, please calm down. Diagnosing ntal illnesses is a complex process. It requires blood tests, ECG, and a series of other examinations, as well as long-term observation. It’s not as simple as you saying she’s ill, and she automatically is.”
Zuo Zhiyu opened his mouth to argue, but Doctor Zhang cut him off. “Here’s what we’ll do. Parents, please step out. I’ll talk to the child alone.”
Zuo Zhiyu eventually left, but not before arranging for several security guards to be on standby. Once Doctor Zhang’s diagnosis was finalized, they would imdiately tie Quan Zhisui up and throw her into a ntal institution!
Still thinking about school? Running away?
She’ll spend the next two years in a ntal hospital!
After the living room door closed, Quan Zhisui’s gaze shifted to the doctor.
Doctor Zhang’s first words after entering were, “May I sit down and talk?”
Quan Zhisui raised an eyebrow, stood up, and took the seat at the head of the sofa before inviting, “Sit.”
Doctor Zhang was once again surprised. This daughter of the Zuo family didn’t seem as malicious, foolish, or ill as Zuo Zhiyu had described.
On the contrary, she was intelligent—extrely intelligent!
And exceptionally composed.
In just one encounter, she had already positioned herself advantageously, no matter who she was facing.
Her deanor and subconscious actions were more akin to those of a leader than a student.
This child was no ordinary person!
Doctor Zhang was already feeling a sense of admiration. She smiled and asked, “Let’s start with your daily life. What were you doing just now?”
“Doing howork,” Quan Zhisui replied, then looked at her. “But you haven’t introduced yourself yet. I could actually refuse to answer your questions.”
Doctor Zhang was montarily stunned. She was the doctor here…
Yet this child had turned the tables!
Quan Zhisui had taken the role of the leader, while Doctor Zhang now felt more like a subordinate.
At this point, Doctor Zhang could no longer view her as just a high school student. She adjusted her posture and said carefully, “Hello, Quan Zhisui. I’m a psychologist and the director of a psychiatric hospital. You can call Doctor Zhang.”
Quan Zhisui nodded. “So, Doctor Zhang, why are you here to see ?”
Once again, she had seized the initiative!
Now it was Quan Zhisui asking the questions, and Doctor Zhang answering!
Doctor Zhang was inwardly shocked once more. She chose her words carefully. “I heard that you went on a trip without informing your family, were away for ten days, and that you have a tendency to break things and display violent behavior at ho?”
Quan Zhisui nodded. “True. My father cheated on my mother while she was pregnant. My mother died of massive blood loss after giving birth to . My grandparents abandoned in the mountains, while my father took his mistress and their illegitimate child and inherited the company my mother built.”
Doctor Zhang: “…”
Quan Zhisui continued, “I wasn’t just ‘going on a trip.’ I was only brought back to the Zuo family six months ago. Before that, I lived in Yunyang. During the ten days of winter break, I went back to Yunyang to visit the elderly couple who raised .”
Doctor Zhang took a deep breath, at a loss for words.
“As for the violent tendencies,” Quan Zhisui looked the doctor in the eye and suddenly smiled. “My illegitimate brother hired thugs to attack —about twenty or thirty of them. They cornered and my classmate in an alley, and the thugs had knives…”
“He also punched in the cafeteria, in front of everyone. I don’t have violent tendencies; I just fought back. You can ask my classmates and teachers—they all know about it.”
“During als at the Zuo house, the five of them mock , insult , and when I’m studying, they slam tables and throw phones to create noise…”
“And my father—I used to be a special talent student. My academic performance wasn’t great, but I could have gotten into a good university based on my talent. I had a lot of potential in that area, but my father refused to sign my application form because he favors sons over daughters.”
“Oh, and my father has four illegitimate daughters and two illegitimate sons outside.”
“And my stepmother—she was the mistress who broke up my parents’ marriage, but she keeps calling my mother a whore and a bastard…”
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