Zhao Chengshuang looked at Li Lianshan's protruding belly and said, "If you could get rid of that belly of yours, you wouldn't even need to study; just the belly alone would be impressive enough to show off."
Li Lianshan was greatly embarrassed, took a deep breath, sucked in his stomach and said, "There's no helping it, after all the socializing I've had to do, my belly just started growing by the day. Ah, you guys had better not follow my lead, once it grows, it's terribly hard to slim back down!"
The crowd burst out laughing, and just as they were chatting leisurely, two more people entered the ward: an old lady, pushing a wheelchair. On the wheelchair sat a boy, bandaged up like a mummy, missing an arm, looking extremely pitiful.
This boy was none other than the one who had shined Ye Qing's shoes in the square last time, and the old lady was his grandmother.
