"Li Qingbo! Wake up! Wake up~~~!" A voice kept ringing in my ears. I finally slowly opened my eyes, feeling a splitting headache. I was confused in front of me. Under the strong light, several people were shaking in front of me, and the surroundings were white and I couldn't see clearly.

I shook my head hard and asked, "Where is this? What's wrong with me?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a woman cursed on the side: "What are you shaking? Don't move, just sew the needle! You want the wound to break and sew it once!"

"Fuck! Who said that to me?" I blurted out.

"Li Qingbo! Are you still cursing people when you get into trouble? If you don't think you are injured, I will criticize you! Let your parents come here again tomorrow!" An old woman said in a stern voice: "Go back and take a rest for a few days, and submit another review to me! Depending on your attitude, if you haven't understood your mistakes deeply, I will give you a serious mistake!"

"Ce Na (Shanghai dialect, oral language), which old woman is so arrogant? You know I am a victim! If you don't catch the person who steals the manhole cover of the cellar, I'm just asking me to submit it to the review? It's simply no law? My dad died a few years ago! I'm thirty-five, and I still want my parents to come?" I was angry and was about to curse, but suddenly I felt that the sound was so familiar? "Well, it's not right? This sound is..."

I tried hard to open my eyes and finally saw the scene in front of me. I was half lying on a chair, with a headlight in front of me on, and a strong light hitting my face. There was a white layout around me. A bright red cross was printed on a curtain, and there were shelves on each side. There were some shiny utensils and medicine bottles on the left, and bandages and cotton were placed in a tray on the right. A female doctor in her forties had just bandaged my wounds with a large mask and was busy cleaning up the utensils.

"Is this a hospital? The woman who scolded me just now probably was this doctor. Why is the service attitude so bad? I have to complain about her later. Don't you know that the hospitals are competing for employment now? I thought it would be that when I was eating imperial grain!" I thought I hated and turned to look behind me. Why is the old woman's voice so familiar and arrogant? Who is it?

A face that I was so familiar with was no longer familiar to me appeared in front of me, with gray hair, thin figure, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of my nose, and a gloomy and cold face that seemed to have never seen any other feelings.

"Judah!" I blurted out, wasn't this Judarong, my former high school class teacher? But didn't she immigrate to Australia seven years ago? How could she be here?

"Li Qingbo! You actually nicknamed the teacher?" As soon as I finished speaking, Judas's face turned pale and said sternly: "I can't tell that Li Qingbo! You don't count on fighting with your classmates today, but you still nicknamed the teacher? You can go back later and ask your parents to come to school immediately! You must give you a serious punishment!" After saying that, he left angrily.

"Ah! School? Teacher? Parents? Administrative sanctions? What is this and what? Am I dreaming?" I watched Judas leave blankly, and couldn't even speak with my mouth open.

"Li Qingbo, you are so awesome. You dare to call me the nickname of Teacher You in person!" A boy of sixteen or seventeen came over and said with a smile on his face.

I recognized who he was at a glance, Zhang Jian, my classmate from nursery, kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, high school. Although I am not my best friend, I am very familiar with each other because I live close to each other and often play table tennis together. But he moved a few years after graduating from high school, and later he lost contact with each other. Although I have found him in recent years, there has been no news about him. Why is he here? I was about to call him a name, but when I looked at the boy in front of me, I hesitated. Is this him? He should be as old as me, how could he become so small? Is this his son? But it is impossible! Even his son would not be so similar! Besides, he can't have such a son!

"Zhang...jian?" I finally asked, "You... are you Zhang Jian?"

He looked at me strangely and asked, "What's wrong? I didn't break my brain, right? I don't even recognize me?" He turned around and asked the female doctor, "Doctor Wang, Li Qingbo has no concussion?"

The female doctor had already taken off her mask, looked at me, and said, "No, he just made a cut, I've sewed him three stitches." Then I recognized this female doctor as Dr. Wang, a high school school, because in addition to the annual physical examination, I don't deal with it often (I'm talking about it, who has nothing to do when he gets full and is a doctor? It's not an old sick person!) In addition, she has been wearing a mask just now, so she couldn't recognize it.

I looked at Doctor Wang, then Zhang Jian. I heard a buzzing sound in my mind, and seemed to feel something, and asked, "Zhang Jian, what's wrong with me? Do you know?"

Zhang Jian said casually: "You asked me what's wrong? When you were playing table tennis just now, you competed with Wang Dong for the table. Later, you started playing and accidentally got hit by the racket in his hand... Huh? Why do you ask me? You should know it yourself!" He looked at me, looked at Doctor Wang again, and muttered: "It's really not a concussion? Why don't you remember what happened just now?"

I was as stupid as a chicken, and my distant memory reappeared from the depths of my mind. I remembered that when I was in my senior year of high school, I was accidentally slapped on my forehead by a racket due to a dispute over playing basketball, leaving a scar, but this was eighteen years ago. Is it really... really...?

I said to Zhang Jian in a trembling voice, "Zhang Jian, come, help me." He looked at me, as if he was a little strange to my tone, and he didn't come over. I said a few times, and looked at me for no reason. I got angry and cursed, "Damn! I didn't listen to me, help me!"

This sentence was simply shouted out. He and Dr. Wang were both startled and came back to his senses. He hurriedly helped me stand up. I had already recognized that this was the school medical room and remembered that there was a mirror for vision testing behind me. With Zhang Jian's support, I walked in and rushed in and threw myself into the mirror.

In the mirror, I was obviously a seventeen-year-old boy wearing a shirt and trousers that were common in the late 1980s. I had a newly wrapped bandage wrapped around my head. A slightly angry face had already grown fine fluff on my lips. The expression on my face was both sad and happy, and my eyes were wide open. I looked at myself in the mirror carefully. A sense of excitement and a sense of soreness surged into my heart. My head became dizzy, my feet became soft, my hands shook, and my nose was sore. I lay in front of the mirror and started crying.

Oh my God! It’s so great! When I was seventeen years old, I finally stopped living like a dog. My life can be reborn! I thought of the pain I suffered after being laid off, and tears couldn’t stop flowing out. Zhang Jian and School Doctor Wang were panicked when they saw my appearance and asked quickly: “What’s wrong? Li Qingbo!”

I ignored them, cried for a while, got up, walked a few steps in the house, and laughed loudly, feeling so good! So beautiful! I am now developing! Let me go back to the age of seventeen. With my understanding of future generations, don’t the beauties of money come at will? Hahaha! Hahaha! I laughed to the sky.

Doctor Wang just told Zhang Jian that I had no concussion. Now, seeing how I look, she doubted her judgment. She didn't know what she was muttering, and ran to the table to write something. After writing, she gave it to Zhang Jian and told him: "It seems that Li Qingbo may have some problems, which may affect his brain. Our school has poor equipment. You'd better tell Teacher You. In order to be responsible for him, it's best to transfer to the central hospital to take a movie immediately."

Zhang Jian also seemed to think that I had some problems. After taking the certificate issued by Doctor Wang, he didn't even say a word, and in a blink of an eye, there was no one left.

After a lot of sorrow and joy in front of the mirror, I gradually calmed down. It was 1988, which happened to be the first half of my senior year. I can't remember exactly what date it was. Anyway, it was September. I remember that I was injured at that time and had just started school for a few days. In another year, I would graduate. If it was based on my previous life, it was wrong. I can't say that my previous life was, at least I was not dead yet. Maybe it was another world. In which world my life trajectory, I shouldn't have been admitted to university after graduation. After staying at home for a month, I was assigned to the factory assembly line as a worker. In another half a year, because I currying to the deputy factory director, I was transferred to the sales department to work... until something happened to me on a bicycle.

But I now clearly know what will happen later. Now I can never choose this path and choose another way. However, according to the theory of the butterfly effect, if I don’t follow this path, many things may be different from what I experienced back then, and may even affect the occurrence of some major events. Although I don’t have any idea of ​​saving the country and worrying about the people, my requirements are just to make me live happily and have no worries about food and clothing. As for what to do first, create a big company, unify the world, benefit the people, save mankind, and other great causes, hehe! I can’t do it, so I’d better leave it to some friends who go to other spaces.

Just as I had made up my mind secretly, Judas's voice came from the door: "Li Qingbo! Li Qingbo!"

I suddenly came back to my senses and calmed down. I knew that I was still a student now and had to put my position in the right place and stand firm. So I walked over to Judah and said respectfully to her: "Hello, Teacher Ju."

"Li Qingbo, I heard from Dr. Wang that you may have a concussion? I asked Zhang Jian to accompany you to the central hospital immediately and take a film. After the film, you will go home to rest and take care of your health." Judas's always cold face showed a slight care. I couldn't help but feel a little moved. You know, Judas is a famous and stern teacher. It is rare to have such an expression. It seems that she is still very concerned about her students.

"Teacher You, I apologize to you. I was a little confused just now because I was injured. Maybe I said something I shouldn't say, but these words were not out of my original intention! Teacher You, you are my most respected teacher. If I offend you accidentally, please forgive me." I said to her with a sincere and panic look, lowering my head to humbly accept her criticism, but the corners of my eyes secretly looked at her face.

As expected, Judas showed surprise on his face, and unexpectedly comforted me with a warm and praise tone and said, "Li Qingbo, I'm very happy that you corrected your mistakes, because considering the reason for your injury, I will not pursue it anymore. But! Some words may not be your intention, but I still want to criticize you. To be a good student, you must not swear words and not give anyone a nickname! Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes, teacher, you are right. The teacher has worked hard for us to cultivate us into talents that are useful to society. But I do not understand the teacher's painstaking efforts, fight with classmates, swear words, and give people nicknames. These are all my bad habits. Under the teacher's education, I will work hard to correct my mistakes, correct my thoughts, self-criticize, and humbly accept the teacher's criticism. Taking you as the criterion, I will transform myself well and be a newcomer who is beneficial to society and the people..." While I held Judas with stingy words, I criticized myself with heartache, scolded myself to the point of being snotty, and begged Judas for forgiveness.
Chapter completed!