Chapter 144: The Little Young Master Didn't Want Treatment Himself

Ji Yanli knew Nangong Jin was clever, with an IQ far exceeding his peers, and he looked at Qin Shu: "Let him skip grades to study."

"Jinbao's education cannot be handled in the way of an ordinary child."

Qin Shu also knew that Nangong Jin was different; in his situation, others would usually call him a child prodigy.

But she feared the child would enter the schooling stage too quickly and lose the childhood he was meant to enjoy; she hoped her child would not have to work so hard and could grow up happily.

Qin Shu wanted Nangong Jin not to live the kind of life his brother lived.

No child likes to study.

Qin Shu squatted down and looked at Nangong Jin earnestly: "A-Jin, being in the first grade is very different from being in kindergarten; are you sure you want to go?"

Nangong Jin nodded: "Sure!"

"I want to go to the first grade!"

Qin Shu stood up and looked at the principal: "Can you process the first-grade enrollment registration for the child?"

The principal looked down at the little tot in front of him; the principle was that a child had to be six years old to enter the first grade, and Nangong Jin was only four.

Nangong Jin looked up at the principal, polite and sincere, his expression showing a maturity inconsistent with his peers, and he said in an orderly manner: "Principal, I know that the China Ministry of Education regulations state that it is not allowed in principle for those under six, but you can test me; my IQ and ability are more than enough for the first grade."

"I am that exception."

Hearing this, the principal chuckled, feeling that the child was very cute and handsome, articulate, and also very polite—a courteous little imp.

He quite liked this little fellow.

The principal immediately arranged a test for Nangong Jin, and his performance, whether in the written exam or the IQ testing segment, was that of a top-tier little genius!

The students inside Huangpu Primary School were all children of high-ranking officials and noble families, along with a very small number of genius youths from poor backgrounds; the admission requirements were either money, power, or extraordinary innate intelligence.

And this child in front of him possessed all three.

The principal had known Ji Yanli for many years and was willing to do him a favor; furthermore, Nangong Jin was indeed a rare child prodigy.

He looked at Nangong Jin with a kind and amiable smile: "You may go to the first grade."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Jin grinned, showing his teeth, and bowed 90 degrees to the principal: "Thank you, Principal."

Nangong Jin successfully enrolled in Huangpu First Middle School.

Coming out of the principal's office, he held Qin Shu's hand with his left and Ji Yanli's with his right, saying crisply: "To celebrate this young master's successful enrollment, I request to eat hot pot!"

After speaking, he looked at Qin Shu with eager eyes: "Mom, can we?"

The little fellow was clever and eccentric, and also very cute.

Qin Shu looked at her son's soft little face and smiled: "Of course you can."

She could not refuse the little fellow's request; Nangong Jin was extremely smart and very good at using his advantages to beg, acting pitiful.

"Yay!" Nangong Jin rushed out excitedly, running wildly and shouting.

Ji Yanli chuckled: "Like a little savage."

Qin Shu looked at the little figure in front and also smiled; her lips curled slightly, but looking at Nangong Jin's small silhouette, she thought of another small silhouette, and the smile on her lips faded a little.

Ji Yanli was often the person who understood Qin Shu best; knowing her smile had faded, she must have been thinking of Gu Yichen.

He looked at Qin Shu and comforted her: "They are all in the same school, you will always run into each other."

Enrolling Nangong Jin in this school was also partly due to Qin Shu's own selfish motives.

Qin Shu said softly: "I don't know how Chenchen is doing now."

Qin Shu turned back to look at Ji Yanli: "I want to go see him."

At school was the only place Qin Shu could see the child; the Gu Family was unwilling to let her have contact with Chenchen.

Ji Yanli nodded: "Go ahead, I'll wait for you in the car with the child."

Qin Shu: "Mm."

Although four years ago, those words from Gu Yichen had hurt Qin Shu somewhat, he was, after all, flesh and blood from her own body, her own biological son.

Qin Shu did not want to disturb Chenchen's life; she simply wanted to see him, how he was living now, what he looked like, and how tall he was.

In this world, there is no mother who does not love her own biological son.

Qin Shu did not blame Chenchen for his choice back then; on the contrary, she felt relieved. Chenchen being able to make that choice and stay with the Gu Family was indeed much better than staying by her side.

Four years ago, Qin Shu was nothing; she had money, but that money was not worth mentioning in front of the Gu Family.

Qin Shu also never expected what she would be like four years later; if she hadn't developed the Anti-cancer drug, perhaps she would forever be someone trampled underfoot by the Gu Family.

Qin Shu walked toward the third grade of Huangpu Primary School; she stood outside the third-grade classroom and looked through the glass window at the seats one by one, but did not see the person she wanted to see.

The desk by the window was empty.

During the break, Qin Shu asked a classmate in the hallway: "Hello, little classmate, I'd like to ask, did your classmate Gu Yichen not come to school today?"

"Classmate Gu Yichen asked for leave; he didn't come today."

Qin Shu asked: "What happened to him?"

"I don't know, the head teacher didn't say."

Qin Shu: "Mm, thank you."

Gu Yichen didn't come to school today, and Qin Shu didn't see him, so she walked straight outside.

A black car was parked at the school gate; Qin Shu opened the door and got in, the door then slowly closed, and the car slowly drove away.

At the corner of the wall, a handsome and thin youth carried a schoolbag, his textbooks scattered all over the ground, his eyes staring blankly ahead.

Gu Tingyan drove up and got out; he walked forward, picked up the textbooks from the ground, and following Gu Yichen's gaze toward that car, asked in a low voice: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Yichen's lips moved slightly, but thinking that Gu Tingyan and Chu Sheng were about to get married, he immediately closed his mouth and said nothing.

Gu Yichen took the books from Gu Tingyan's hand, his voice indifferent: "Nothing."

Gu Tingyan stood where he was, watching Gu Yichen leave; the youth carried his schoolbag, walking on tiptoes with a limp toward the school, his heart trembling slightly, and a wave of dense, prickling pain welled up.

His eldest son, the only child he had with Qin Shu.

Such an excellent and smart child.

Now, he has also ended up disabled.

It was impossible for Gu Tingyan not to feel grief in his heart.

He watched the child enter the school, then sat back in the car with a cold expression, his voice cold as he looked at A Zhong in front: "Go find the most authoritative expert in orthopedics."

A Zhong drove, looking through the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat, who was as handsome as ever but surrounded by a low-pressure aura: "It is the young master himself who does not want to be treated."

"We have invited many experts to examine his leg, but he does not cooperate and even drove them all away."

Gu Tingyan leaned back in the rear seat and closed his eyes; within those long, narrow phoenix eyes, a dense web of bloodshot veins and an unprecedented cold ruthlessness swirled: "Then sedate him and send him to the operating table."