"This classmate, you are, ah, there is blood on your face, there is blood on your arms, there is also blood on your thighs and back, you are like a bloody person all over your body, what happened to you......?"

"Teacher, don't worry about me, I can fight ten at a time, and almost all the blood on my body is someone else's. On the way to the exam, I was robbed by thugs......"

"Ah, someone robbed you. Did you call the police, are you really not injured? Let's go to the hospital first......

"Shhh...... There was a little pain in my back, so I took a bite there. I've called the police, and the rest are all minor skin injuries. The exam is important, so I will take the exam first. This is the last subject of the final examination of the third year of junior high school, and it is very important. ”

However, it was less than half an hour before the end of the exam. Why don't you take the exam now and answer the exam papers? Why don't you report the situation to the school, and then take the make-up ......exam after a while?"

"Half an hour? is enough, this is my admission ticket, please let me take the exam......"

"Oh well, that's just why you're so insistent ......"

After quickly wiping the blood from his hands and face, He Zilong came to his seat and sat down, and began to pick up the pen for the exam.

Of course, he knows that there is a make-up exam, but after the make-up examination for the high school entrance examination, he can only get a graduation certificate, and the score can only be 60 points, even if you take the 100 exam, the score is only 60. If that's the case, Chalin No. 1 Middle School, a key high school, can't be considered to be admitted.

It's just a diploma, that's not the point. The focus is to get into a key high school. The ghost TM is willing to make up for the exam, unless there is really no way. Just like the college entrance examination, it is better to retake it for a year and then take the exam.

To be honest, the teacher who lied to the exam room said that he only received a stick on the back and the injury was not serious. The blood on his body is all someone else's, of course He Zilong is lying. He just has the word Zilong in his name, and he is not really the reincarnation of Changshan Zhao Zilong, even if he is decisive and lucky. The physique reflects strongly, and the first strike is strong.

To be able to win ten lucky wins in one game is shit luck, and you still want to hang up the dots? How is this possible!

The truth was that he had been beaten with a stick on his back, a wound on his left hand was bleeding, and there were some small skin breaks in other places. At this moment, I was only writing with my right hand, and my left hand shivered from time to time, feeling a little cold.

Fortunately, history is also a subject of rote memorization. He Zilong held on for a while, and took out the hand speed of a virgin in this life for more than ten years in his right hand, and he practiced the hand speed in front of the computer for decades before his death. I finished the answer to the test paper within half an hour!

"Shhh...... No, it's the limit. I'm so dizzy, I've lost too much blood!" threw the pen with his right hand, and before he had time to hand in the paper, He Zilong looked at the teacher in the examination room, shouted for help, and then lay on the table.

This situation frightened several teachers on the spot, but in fact, they also paid attention to He Zilong's situation. One of the teachers hurriedly ran over to check on He Zilong's situation. even exaggerated with his fingers and tried it on the place where He Zilong was panting, to see if he was still breathing.

He Zilong: "......"

"Teacher, I feel like I can still save it, in addition, please help me put the exam papers away first, thank you......"

After saying this, He Zilong couldn't hold on anymore and fainted. But before fainting, vaguely, he seemed to see his parents appear at the door of the classroom, could it be that the people from the Public Security Bureau informed his parents of this?

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When He Zilong woke up, he smelled the smell of disinfectant potion.

I turned my head with difficulty and saw that I seemed to be sleeping in a hospital bed. Take a closer look, there is a basin on the opposite bed, on which are printed the words Chalin County People's Hospital. It seems that he called 120 to the teacher in the examination room and asked the ambulance to send him to the People's Hospital.

Valley Road!

In the next second, He Zilong's stomach rang, this is for hunger.

"It's strange, I remember that I ate so much before the exam, why am I so hungry now?Well, someone is coming......" He Zilong was thinking when the footsteps of several people came from outside the ward.

As if there was something to say, the people outside stopped at the door.

I saw a man's voice, and he asked another person, "Doctor, what do you mean? My son has been sleeping in the hospital bed for three days and three nights and has not woken up, and I went to the school teacher and came back, and I just got my report card." My son was admitted to a key high school. It didn't take a few minutes for you to tell me that my son's blood type does not match me, and that my son is not my own son, ...... good news and bad news?"

Hearing this sound outside, He Zilong only felt as if there was a thunderbolt in his head, making himself roar. Because this voice is my father's!

What kind of bloody TV plot is this, a hit TV series at half past eight in the evening?

Will someone come in and tell me that I have a sister and that we can't be together. She has leukemia?

What kind of trivial matter as hungry stomach is no longer on the mind of He Zilong. He struggled to sit up from the bed, naked, oh no, walking barefoot on the floor. I wanted to go out of the room door and ask the doctor with my dad what was going on!

Almost at the same time, a woman's voice came from outside the ward, it was He Zilong's mother, who roared at the doctor and said, "Even if you are a doctor and talk nonsense, I will fight with you...... I Chen Aihua has always been a woman, and I have been married for so many years, and I have only had a relationship with my family. This son is not my own son, who else can it be?"

"No, this, alas, this lesbian, don't get excited. I forgot to mention that your son's blood type not only does not match your husband's, but also yours, he is ......"

It's just that before the doctor's words could speak, He Zilong's mother interrupted him with a scream.

"What? You mean, our son is holding the wrong one, he's not our son. I was born in your people's hospital when I was born, and the birth certificate was also issued by your hospital, so you are responsible for what happens......"

Buton!

He Zilong in the ward fell to the ground, what kind of god is this?

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Without waiting for He Zilong to come back to his senses, He Zilong's father's voice came from outside the ward again.

"I remember, when my son was born in your hospital more than ten years ago, there were still two beds next to it, and there were two women to give ......birth," He Zilong's father said loudly as if he had discovered the problem.

"I also remember that the two women and I had given birth on the same night, and we had cheered together before. One of them is surnamed Ma and the other is surnamed Li, and I met them on the road a few years ago, and they chatted a few words. It's terrible, the husband surnamed Ma seems to be a big boss, and the husband surnamed Li seems to be a big official...... "He Zilong's mother also remembered something.

Could it be that my real identity is either the second generation of the rich or the second generation of officials?

In the ward, He Zilong, who hadn't opened the door for a long time and went out, thought with a strange face.

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