It seems that the villain is targeting me.

They should indeed keep some distance. They have already done a lot of wrong things and should not make the teacher feel embarrassed anymore.

So when Xiaoniao asked her if she wanted to celebrate the holiday together, Chen Xiaoyue just laughed and said no, thank you, teacher, I want to go home and stay for a while during the New Year.

Even though both of them knew that there was no one else in Chen Xiaoyue's house except themselves.

At that time, she had not figured out how to deal with the matter, and she chose to escape almost instinctively.

As a result, something really happened.

She didn't expect that Chen Zhengkang would come back.

When she left home to work and earn money to support herself, Chen Zhengkang had already run away because of gambling debts.

Chen Xiaoyue originally thought that he had died outside, or had run away to a strange city and hid under an assumed name.

She did not expect that Chen Zhengkang was actually unable to escape to other places, but had been wandering around He County.

It was completely dark outside and a drizzle of rain began to fall from the sky.

Chen Xiaoyue didn't care much at first, until the life-threatening knock on the door accompanied by the rumbling thunder rang out, and she suddenly woke up from her dream.

Chen Zhengkang was banging hard on the security door. His eyes were red and he reeked of alcohol, but he spoke more clearly than when he was sober.

He said, "Daughter, you finally woke up. I saw you were back. Why didn't you tell Daddy you were back?"

He said, "Do you have any money? Lend me some, two hundred... no, three hundred, just three hundred! I'll pay you back tomorrow—I'll pay you back five hundred tomorrow!"

Chen Xiaoyue told him to get lost, saying that she didn't have a penny on her and would never lend money to a gambler even if she did.

Chen Zhengkang began to curse and kicked the security door hard with his feet. After a while, he suddenly knelt down and begged with tears in his eyes, saying that Dad will really only lend it to you this last time and Dad will definitely return the money to you.

You must be rich, why don’t you have money?

Didn’t you go out to work? How could you not have money?

He picked up something from the ground and slammed the door lock while spitting out curse words like feces: "You little bastard, you unfilial bastard, you wouldn't even lend your father three hundred yuan, what are you still living for?"

"This is my fucking house! Mine! Mine!" Chen Zhengkang roared ferociously, "Get out of here! Get out!"

This house does not belong to Chen Zhengkang, but to Chen Zhengkang's mother.

His mother is still in good health and is supported by the other brothers of the Chen family. She has long severed her mother-son relationship with the gambler Chen Zhengkang. It was only out of a last act of pity that she gave him this house to live in.

That's why Chen Zhengkang couldn't mortgage or sell his house for money. Otherwise, Ah Chen could have experienced sleeping under a bridge when he was two or three years old.

He stubbornly blocked the doorway, wandering around with a sinister look in his eyes like a hyena that had become extremely hungry.

This man has no morals or family affection in his heart. For money, he can take risks and abandon the mother who raised him. As long as he can get gambling money, he can even sell his own daughter without hesitation.

The sound of rain outside was getting louder and louder, gradually evolving from a drizzle to a heavy downpour.

Chen Xiaoyue didn't let him continue to insult her. From the moment Chen Zhengkang appeared outside the security door, she started looking for a suitable weapon in the living room.

Finally, she threw a chair that was on the verge of falling apart to the ground and picked up a piece of wood that was of the right length.

She pulled open the security door and kicked her own father, causing him to stagger.

Chen Zhengkang was ecstatic for a moment after the door opened, but this joy quickly turned into a mask of pain with his facial features twisted into a knot.

He bent over like a shrimp, squatted down and cursed and wailed, his face full of resentment and pain.

It wasn't until he saw his biological daughter actually walk out of the house that the expression on Chen Zhengkang's face changed.

Was she originally...this tall?

When did that bastard who I always thought could be kicked away grow to be almost as tall as me?

During the previous conflicts, he felt faintly weak. Could it be that it was not just his illusion?

Chen Zhengkang couldn't continue thinking, because the next second, a rough wooden stick came down on his head.

He fought back hastily, but because he was drunk, his movements were slow and his punches kept missing.

During this period, Chen Zhengkang even subconsciously thought about breaking into the house to steal money.

He had done this countless times - he would scrape out every penny from the house and throw it all over the gambling table. At first, he scraped his parents' money, and after getting married, he started scraping his wife and children. If he couldn't scrape anything, he would steal, and if he couldn't steal anything, he would rob.

But no matter what, it hurts when people are beaten. After a while, Chen Zhengkang couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to run downstairs.

Chen Xiaoyue chased after him.

At this time, her emotions were on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't even remember what she had shouted afterwards.

She only remembered that Chen Zhengkang fell into the mud.

She scrambled to her feet while shouting threats: "I'm going to sue you in court—you unfilial daughter—unfilial daughter!"

The scene was so tragic that she almost laughed out loud.

This is my original family, Chen Xiaoyue thought almost numbly, and I can never change this. As long as he is alive, he will always haunt me like a mad dog.

She couldn't remember how she got back upstairs. She stood in front of the closed door for a long time before she realized that she had forgotten to bring her key when she went out.

Chen Xiaoyue was soaked all over and no one knew where she had thrown the wooden stick in her hand.

She lowered her head and saw a stone on the floor of the corridor - the same stone that Chen Zhengkang had used to smash the lock of the security door.

Chen Xiaoyue picked up the stone on the ground and looked up at the iron gate that had been smashed and twisted.

The man actually had the key to the house. If he hadn't locked the security door in advance, he would have entered the house at that time.

It looks like it's almost broken. If I hit it a few more times, it will definitely open, right?

She slowly raised her hand, but after a long time, she was unable to actually smash it down.

There's no need... to go in again, right?

Chen Zhengkang is right, she thought, this house does not belong to me, and I don’t want to live here.

This is not my home.

But where else can I go besides here?

Oh, she thought blankly, it turns out there is no place for me in this world anymore.

Chen Xiaoyue dropped the stone in her hand and leaned against the door panel. Her body seemed to become heavier and heavier. She gradually could not support herself and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Chen Xiaoyue closed her eyes, determined not to think about those painful things anymore.

When she regained consciousness, she was already in a hospital bed.

Chen Xiaoyue slowly took the hot water, her expression relatively calm.

She gave up asking for help with a self-destructive attitude at that time, and in fact she never thought that the bird would come to her.

But the other party really came, sent me to the hospital when I was sick, and took good care of me.

This made Ah Chen feel a little hopeful.

Maybe the little bird still cares about me? She faintly hoped, maybe, maybe I can still go back, there are still places I can go...

At the same time, a louder voice in her heart mocked her: Come on, what reason do you have to go back? It's obviously you who messed up all this with your own hands.

Or do you want to bring all your troubles to her?

A strong sense of guilt overwhelmed her, causing Chen Xiaoyue's fingertips to tremble. The boiling water splashed on the back of her hand, but she felt almost nothing.

She just mechanically tightened the cup lid, turned around and left the water room.

The room where she was lying was a little far from the bathroom. Chen Xiaoyue clenched the cup in her hand and prepared to cross the corridor back to her ward.

Just as she was passing a ward, she suddenly noticed the bed closest to the door.

The bed is now empty and the patient's information has been torn away by the nurse. It must be a patient who has recovered and is ready to be discharged.

There is nothing unusual about this; it happens every day in hospitals.

What caught Chen Xiaoyue's attention was a plate of medicine placed on the small table beside the bed.

I don’t know if he forgot to take it with him or if he just threw it away because he no longer needed it. In any case, the half-used medicine was just casually thrown on the table.

There were no nurses or medical staff in the ward - perhaps they were too busy today and had not had time to collect the personal belongings left behind by the previous patient.

Chen Xiaoyue's breathing suddenly became heavy.

From a distance that wasn't too far away, she stared intently at the small table and the medicine box on it.

Chen Xiaoyue didn't actually understand the name of the medicine with a series of rare characters, but she didn't need to understand them -

She only recognized two words on it: [Cephalexin]

Chapter 90: The Heavy Rain in Her and Its Memory (Part 2)

Chen Xiaoyue felt a "gulp" sound coming from deep in her ears. The sound was huge and deep, like a thunderclap in the plain, even drowning out the hustle and bustle of the hospital corridor.

For a moment, she could only hear the sound of blood gurgling in her ears.

Cephalexin...

Cephalosporin.

Of course she knew what this medicine was. When she was very young, Ah Chen had heard adults talking about it jokingly at the dinner table.

In the process of studying, she took it for granted that if alcohol and cephalexin are taken together, the human body will have a disulfiram-like reaction.

Yes, mixing cephalexin and alcohol is not toxic in itself, but the ingredients in it will make it impossible for the human body to break down alcohol - which will eventually lead to severe ethanol poisoning.

And Chen Zhengkang is an alcoholic, an incurable alcoholic.

This is a prescription drug and cannot be prescribed casually. Both the pharmacy and the hospital will keep a record of the purchase.

But, this was left behind by the previous patient when he was discharged from the hospital.

Maybe it will be taken away by the nurse who comes to check on the ward soon, but at least now, it is

It just sits there like this, and it doesn't belong to anyone.

I can just take it away, Chen Xiaoyue thought, no one will find out.

There were few people in the ward now, let alone doctors and nurses. The only hospitalized patient was sleeping soundly on the bed and would not notice anyone entering the room.

The door was open to her, like a silent invitation.

A terrible thought was forming in her mind. Chen Xiaoyue's body shook and she turned uncontrollably towards the open door of the ward.

She could just walk in like this... and get the medicine.

While she was hesitating, a plan gradually emerged in Chen Xiaoyue's mind: she could let Chen Zhengkang take the drugs on his own initiative, and no one would be able to trace it back to her afterwards.

She knew that due to his long-term alcoholism, Chen Zhengkang was not in good health, had a very low immunity, and often fell ill and caught colds.

When Chen Xiaoyue was still in junior high school, he could always be seen taking cold medicine, and there were always plastic bags with pharmacy logos piled up randomly next to the kettle at home.

Her father was not the kind of patient who would strictly follow the doctor's orders, and even after taking the medicine, it did not stop him from continuing to drink later.

Chen Zhengkang even argued that white wine is bactericidal and the viruses will be killed after drinking it.

Anyway, he'll take the medicine himself...as long as it's mixed into the bag of cold medicine he keeps.

What? You mean he doesn't check what he's taking before taking the medicine?

Based on Chen Xiaoyue's understanding of her biological father, he really wouldn't do that - he didn't even check the expiration date of the medicine. It was a miracle that he hadn't killed himself by taking the medicine so far.

She became unusually calm at this moment.

Since Chen Zhengkang is still wandering around He County, he must have a place to stay.

Either it's a cheap low-rent house in the urban village, or at the home of his card-playing and drinking buddies.

It will definitely take some time to find the other party, and the specific steps to take are not yet clear, but this idea is undoubtedly feasible.

There is still a lot of time, and she can always find a way to improve it.

Yes, it is possible...I can do it...

The memories of childhood abuse came flooding back to him, including Chen Zhengkang beating himself with his fists expressionlessly, and the countless nights spent in fear and hunger.

The violence inflicted on her for no reason permeated her childhood and finally stopped when she dropped out of school and left home.

She thought again of Chen Zhengkang sitting in the mud. She had always remembered her father as a tall, strong and arrogant man, but he had become like a clown at some point, and could only threaten her with such ridiculous words.

Why can he live so easily? Chen Xiaoyue couldn't help but think about it.

Why can he just ignore all responsibilities, leave when the debt collectors come to his door, and snatch the money away with his fists when they want it?

Chen Zhengkang has done so many bad things, but it seems that he has never received any punishment.

Even many years later, when Chen Zhengkang was old and frail and had lost the ability to earn money, the police and neighborhood committee members she had once sought help would still come to her doorstep and, because of their blood relationship, force her to pay alimony.