My Healing Games

Have you finished your homework for Chapter 138?

The footsteps in the corridor appeared very suddenly, and Han Fei was unsure whether the other person was coming towards him.

Just to be on the safe side, he placed all the keys and hotel guest registration forms in the shrine.

After covering the cracked lid with his hand, Han Fei carefully walked to the doorway.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and the other person stopped at the door of room 202.

There was no peephole on the hotel room door, so Han Fei had to peek through the crack in the door. A woman wearing a worn-out blue coat was standing outside room 202.

Her face was ashen, her eyes were bloodshot, and she had a large birthmark-like mark on her neck.

The hair was tangled, and some dirt could be seen in the strands.

"The landlord's ring didn't react; is this woman hiding her presence?"

Han Fei slowly opened the door a crack: "Is there something you need?"

"Is this Teacher Meng Chang'an? I just received a call from the shop owner. He said you want to apply for a tutoring job." The woman's voice was a little stiff and dull. She seemed to be in poor spirits and very tired.

“That’s right, I am Meng Chang’an.” Han Fei opened the door: “Come in and let’s talk. I have some questions I’d like to ask you.”

The woman hesitated at the door for a moment, but still went into room 202.

Han Fei warmly poured the woman a glass of water and asked, "Was your child a student at Yimin Private Academy before?"

"Yes, my child used to be very smart and studied very hard. But later, I don't know what happened, his grades got worse and worse, and his temper became very strange. He would cry and throw things at the drop of a hat."

“The child is under too much academic pressure. At this time, we cannot force him to continue studying. We need to balance work and rest and let him relax properly.”

“If I let him relax now, he’ll definitely hate me later! Besides, it’s not that he doesn’t want to study, it’s just that he seems to be influenced by something.” The woman recalled for a while: “The kid who shares a dorm room with my child is really bad. He often tells my child some very scary things. I suspect that my child has been influenced by that little beast.”

"Tell me something terrifying?" Han Fei's pupils contracted. "Can you tell me the child's name?"

"His name is Jinsheng, Jin as in today and Sheng as in birthday."

"Jin Sheng? Jin Sheng?" Han Fei didn't expect to hear this name in a hotel near the school. He was even more reluctant to let this parent leave: "Many times, we parents don't really understand our children and lack effective communication. Can you tell me everything that your child has encountered at school? I'll help you analyze the reasons for your child's academic decline."

The fact that Han Fei was so willing to listen to and help her, despite being complete strangers, made the woman feel that Han Fei was very reliable.

“Yimin Private Academy is a boarding school, and I can only see my child once every six months. My child was fine before, but when I went to pick him up six months ago, he suddenly said he had a headache and some small wounds on his body that were difficult to heal, like an allergic reaction.”

"and then?"

“I asked him if he was being bullied at school, and he said no. He just kept begging me to take him away.” The woman clutched her tattered coat. “My family is very poor. Sending him to this school has already put a lot of pressure on me. I just wanted him to make something of himself in the future. Who knew he would end up like this?”

"So you still don't know why he dropped out of school? You're such an irresponsible parent." Han Fei took out his teacher's certificate: "I am a professional teacher with many years of teaching experience. If you're willing to trust me, take me to meet that child now."

"Thank you for your help, Teacher Meng." The woman put her hands in her pockets, then added somewhat apologetically, "I don't have much money right now..."

“We can talk about the tutoring money later. If the child’s psychological problems are not treated immediately, they may affect his entire life.” Han Fei picked up the altar on the bed: “Education is not just about teaching them skills and abilities to make a living, but also about helping them understand the value and meaning of being human.”

In just a few words, Han Fei had gained the woman's trust, and she led him to the third floor.

Pushing open the door to room 301, a stench hit me, and the scene before me was somewhat frightening.

The hotel windows were covered with thick black cloth, and the dim light reflected off the stained scraps of paper scattered on the floor.

A damp sheet hangs in the center of the room, and inside the room separated by the sheet, a huge head can be vaguely seen.

His relatively small body, compared to his head, lay sprawled on the desk, seemingly unable to support the head any longer.

The pungent stench was emanating from the deformed child, who was holding a pen and repeatedly writing something on a piece of paper.

“It’s almost 2 a.m., why is he still studying? This kind of all-nighter isn’t very efficient. Effort should yield tangible results, not just be used to impress yourself.”

A cool sensation emanated from the landlord's ring. Han Fei carried the spirit altar into the room and lifted the bed sheet in the middle of the room, releasing an even stronger stench.

Upon closer inspection, Han Fei discovered that the child was indeed frightening to look at. Dark veins could be seen on his enormous head, and something seemed to be surging within them.

Han Fei also faintly heard a voice coming from the child's head, as if calling him back to Yimin Private Academy.

"What's your name?" The pungent smell assaulted his nostrils, but Han Fei's expression didn't change in the slightest; it was as if he had no sense of smell at all.

The enormous head slowly turned, and above the boy's eyelids were throbbing blood vessels. His eyes were bloodshot, as if they might burst at any moment from being crushed by the blood vessels.

The boy stared intently at Han Fei, his eyes filled with malice, as if he were holding a knife in his hand.

"Why don't you go take a nap first?" Han Fei looked at the boy's notebook, which was filled with different names written in red pen: "Are these all your classmates?"

The veins on the boy's head became increasingly prominent, and his expression turned extremely ferocious.

“Communication requires methods.” Han Fei smiled and waved to the woman at the door: “You can go out first. I want to talk to this child alone.”

The woman hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

“Young man, your mother has passed away. Do you know what that means?” Han Fei stared at the boy with a smile.

The boy sensed a hint of danger in Han Fei's smile, and for the first time, he uttered a sound: "You dare touch me and see what happens?"

"He's got quite a temper. I'm a teacher, how can a teacher hit a student?" Han Fei took out the cursed homework from his inventory and placed it in front of the boy. He had previously conducted an experiment using crying. This cursed object could subtly influence a person and slowly control their thoughts.

"Since you don't want to go to sleep, then do some homework, starting with simple junior high math." Han Fei placed the homework in front of the boy, then used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to press the boy's head down, making him look at the homework: "People smarter than you are still working hard, so what right do you have not to strive? If you don't bury your head in your work today, how will you be able to hold your head high tomorrow?"

As the boy opened his notebook, lines of dense text quietly emerged, slowly dragging his soul in like an invisible vortex.

关于x的方程x^2+（2m+4）x+m^2+5m=0没有实数根。（1）求m的取值范围；（2）若关于x的一元二次方程mx^2+（n-2）x+m-3=0有实数根，求证：该方程两根的符号相同；（3）设（2）中方程的两根分别为α、β，若α:β=1:2，且n为整数，求m的最小整数值……

(End of this chapter)