Return Of The Soldier King Chapter 81 Ye Fei Takes Charge

"I am eighteen years old and I have the right to decide my future," Zhong Mei anxiously said. "But you are still little, Xiao-Ling, you are a child."

"Zhong Mei, in my eyes, you will always be a child. Listen to my words and go to school!" Xiao-Ling's grandma said heavily, before succ.u.mbing to a coughing fit. Zhong Mei softly patted her back.

The old woman's coughing became worse, until she couldn't stand up anymore. Ye Fei helped them put her back to bed.

Once the grandmother was safely tucked in, Zhong Mei grabbed Chu Mo's shoulders and, her face streaming with crystal tears, cried, "Go. Please! If you don't come here... Grandma won't be so angry. Please leave." .

"Hey, Ye Fei, let's go!" Chu Mo dragged Ye Fei and rushed out of the shack in a panic.

Outside the shack, he looked up at the sky and said, "Now what?"

"What now? We can only keep coming back and trying. I believe she'll come around sooner or later," Chu Mo reluctantly said.

"Is that it?" Ye Fei frowned.

"What else can we do? Do you have a better idea?"

Ye Fei gave Chu Mo a sidelong glance. She was indeed kind and helpful, but as a woman, she paid more attention to other people's feelings and had a soft disposition.

This could be both an advantage and a disadvantage.

However, Ye Fei didn't particularly like this kind of character.

"Do you have any money?" he asked.

Chu Mo gave this some thought. "Not much... But I have a credit card with a limit of 20,000 Yuan."

"That's enough." Ye Fei grinned, and borrowed Chu Mo's phone to make a call.

After a short while, an ambulance arrived and several paramedics in green uniforms jumped out. "Where's the patient?"

"The patient is in the shack." Ye Fei led the way.

Zhong Mei was taking care of Xiao-Ling's grandma when she heard the noise of many footsteps approaching. She turned back to see Ye Fei and several paramedics barge in. "What's this?" she said in amazement.

"Take her to the hospital!" Ye Fei commanded, pointing at the grandmother. "The old woman in the bed is the patient."

The paramedics quickly brought forward a stretcher and tried to lift up Xiao-Ling's grandma, but Zhong Mei stretched her hands to block them, shouting, "What are you doing here? I didn't call you!"

The paramedics looked at Ye Fei in confusion.

He stepped forward and said sternly, "Xiao-Ling's grandma is very seriously ill. She needs to be hospitalized immediately. Why are you stopping them? Are you trying to kill her?"

Before she could reply, he pushed Zhong Mei aside and helped the paramedics put the old woman on the stretcher.

Zhong Mei was stunned. She had never seen such an overbearing and unreasonable person.

At a loss, she could only sidle over to Chu Mo and complain to her, "Professor Chu, what is this? I didn't call for an ambulance!"

"I did," Chu Mo reluctantly said.

"But... But I have no money to pay the hospital fees," Zhong Mei whispered anxiously.

"I'll help you pay the medical bills." Ye Fei strode over, having put the old woman inside the ambulance.

"Why... Why did you do this? Have you asked for my consent?!" Zhong Mei roared at him in desperation.

"No need. Professor Chu, everything is settled. Let's go." Ye Fei glanced at Zhong Mei, then went back to the car with Chu Mo.

"Ye Fei, your approach is too harsh." Chu Mo shook her head at him from the pa.s.senger seat. "You don't care about people's feelings."

"But it works, doesn't it?"

He stepped on the gas pedal and smiled at her, "Professor Chu, you are a teacher, but I am not. A teacher has to consider the students' feelings. But I'm a soldier. In my profession, the goal justifies the means."

"Maybe you are right," Chu Mo said helplessly.

Ye Fei smiled. "Don't worry about it. Zhong Mei will be back in cla.s.s tomorrow."

Meanwhile, Zhong Mei ran out of the shack, but seeing the BMW already turning the corner and disappearing from view, she angrily shouted into the air, "Who does this guy think he is?!"

Xiao-Ling ran out after her. "Sister, they took my grandma!" she said glumly. "What should we do now?"

"Nothing. Grandma is going to the hospital, so we'll be going there to take care of her from now on," Zhong Mei whispered, still staring blankly at the direction the car had gone in.

When Ye Fei and Chu Mo returned, it was already noon. They grabbed a bite to eat and then accompanied Lin Qingwan to the university.

They reached the cla.s.sroom early, and only a few students were present. Most of them were huddled together in the corner, discussing something in low voices.

After a moment, Ye Fei noticed that in the center of the group was none other than Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao, his face gleaming red, was backed into a corner by his cla.s.smates and was fervently trying to make himself as small as possible.　

"Zhao Hao, we don't mind that you're poor, but, it's summertime. Can you at least think about other people's feelings? You have got to wash your dirty clothes. How can we listen to the professor when you're sitting here like a human landfill? Why are you so inconsiderate?" one girl said.

"Enough nonsense, let's talk about something serious," said a boy wearing a Louis Vuitton s.h.i.+rt.

His name was Chen Qun, a popular second-generation rich kid.

Chen Qun did not notice Lin Qingwan entering. He stuck his nose up at Zhao Hao and loudly said, "Zhao Hao, you said you had a stomach ache during PE this morning, so you stayed in the cla.s.s alone. When I came back, the money in my bag was gone. Can you explain to me where the money is?"