Chonghui was only a second slower than Nan Zhubin in running upstairs.
To be honest, Chonghui didn’t know why he was running upstairs, but he read from Nan Zhubin’s expression a sense that "something’s going to happen."
His rich work experience instinctively made him snatch the phone from Zhou Chu while on a call, and his strong physique allowed him to rapidly chase after Nan Zhubin, catching up in no time.
When that scream just rang out, Chonghui was already close enough to reach out and grab Nan Zhubin.
Then, by the time he reacted, his junior was almost about to fall down the stairs together.
He wasn’t as fast as Nan Zhubin, but still quick enough to grab him in time.
"Up!" a roar exploded in his ear.
Nan Zhubin, for the first time, directly felt Chonghui’s strength.
He felt like a crane had grabbed his clothes and thrown him backward.
Miraculously, he hadn’t let go of Xu Pengcheng, which made his arm hurt even more.
Because of this, after Chonghui pulled Nan Zhubin back over the railing, he had the chance to grab Xu Pengcheng as well.
"Up!" From the corner of Nan Zhubin’s eye, he could see the veins on Chonghui’s neck almost about to burst!
Chonghui was just like Captain America now!
Amazingly, Xu Pengcheng was really held back!
The next second, Xu Pengcheng’s clothes finally tore.
Fortunately, other students around finally reacted, and in no time, countless hands grabbed Nan Zhubin and Chonghui, while several others reached out to Xu Pengcheng.
"Ah—someone’s jumping off a building!"
Of course, screams were inevitable at this moment.
When Chonghui reached out to save someone, Vice Principal Ma’s phone was thrown to the side.
But the quality of this phone was genuinely good; it was still on speaker mode, maintaining the call.
"Huh? Jumping off a building? Someone’s jumping!"
"Are there any teachers around, someone’s injured!"
"Quick, quick, quick!"
The noisy sounds rose and fell.
Still on the first floor and unable to react, Vice Principal Ma finally did, but his body was completely frozen now.
A nurse dressed in white carefully lifted Nan Zhubin’s shirt.
Despite the nurse’s professional exposure to many situations, the young girl couldn’t help but blush, pressing her lips.
"Ahem, Nan...Zhubin, right?"
The little nurse glanced at Nan Zhubin’s medical record, trying hard to appear serious.
Nan Zhubin glanced sideways, feeling bored; Chonghui was lying on the bed next to him, shrugging his shoulders at him.
It was now the afternoon.
Following such an accidental incident, regardless, with Xu Pengcheng still unconscious and Nan Zhubin’s arms hanging limply, an ambulance’s arrival was necessary.
At this moment, Nan Zhubin’s shoulder joint was wrapped in bandages for stabilization, and a faint residual pain lingered inside.
It was indeed dislocated.
Thankfully, it was just a dislocation.
Nan Zhubin took a deep breath of the distinctive hospital disinfectant smell, only to be replaced the next second by some indiscernible brand of women’s shampoo scent.
The nurse was very close, her breath almost directly hitting Nan Zhubin’s chest.
"It’s okay, the injury’s not severe; let me check the bandage..."
The little nurse swallowed and was about to reach for Nan Zhubin’s collarbone.
The ward door suddenly opened, and the long-absent Doctor Chen came in first, followed closely by Weng Pinting with a tense face and Lu Jia looking very anxious.
After the Jiang University incident ended, Nan Zhubin hadn’t seen Doctor Chen. He scrutinized the revitalized father and found that the other party looked fine.
Doctor Chen nodded to the little nurse, "Leave this to me, you can go attend to other matters."
The little nurse pouted, reluctantly turned around, and left the room to the few of them.
Nan Zhubin, Chonghui, Weng Pinting, Lu Jia, and Doctor Chen, the five of them exchanged glances.
It seemed Weng Pinting and the others were waiting for Nan Zhubin to explain first, while Nan Zhubin and the others were waiting for Weng Pinting to inquire first.
After a long while, Nan Zhubin finally blinked and said:
"Isn’t Lin Lulin also hospitalized nearby, which room? Since I’m here, I’d like to visit him later."
Weng Pinting’s formerly taut face immediately crumbled.
Doctor Chen couldn’t help but laugh.
The former chief of the ER stepped forward: "Let me check on Mr. Nan first; according to the reports just now, the injuries aren’t serious."
Looking at Nan Zhubin’s indifferent demeanor, Weng Pinting was both angry and restless. She forcefully calmed herself, speaking slowly:
"I heard you caught a student falling from the third floor?"
Nan Zhubin thought for a moment and replied, "It wasn’t that exaggerated. He fell from the third floor, and I caught him on the second floor."
"And then I didn’t catch him properly, almost got dragged down myself. In the end, it was senior brother who caught me."
As he was being examined by Doctor Chen and unable to move, Nan Zhubin nodded toward Chonghui, indicating that he wasn’t the hero.
Weng Pinting slowly shifted her gaze to Chonghui.
The big senior brother, momentarily thick-headed, absentmindedly replied:
"I said we could handle such incidents!"
"I can dumbbell curl 40 kilograms, deadlift 280 kilograms!"
"When my junior’s arm dislocated, I immediately relocated it on the spot; it should be fine."
He even posed in a flexing posture, causing the already tight hospital gown to make a strained "crack" sound.
"Did I ask you that!" Weng Pinting yelled!
Rationality returned to Chonghui, and he became honest.
Nan Zhubin redirected Weng Pinting’s attention: "What about Xu Pengcheng, the student we saved?"
Doctor Chen chuckled softly: "He has some bruises and abrasions, but the main issue is malnutrition."
Weng Pinting added: "He’s in the next room getting a glucose drip. Among those involved in this accident, you’re the most injured."
Nan Zhubin nodded: "That’s good."
Looking at Nan Zhubin’s relieved expression.
Weng Pinting could only shake her head: "It had to be you."
Only heaven knows how tense she was when she learned about this incident.
Doctor Chen nodded in agreement: "Indeed, it’s Mr. Nan."
Seeing the atmosphere ease, Lu Jia finally placed the specially bought fruit basket by the bedside.
Chonghui looked around, grabbed a banana, and started eating it himself. Luckily, he only had some muscle strain, which didn’t affect his normal life at all.
Before Weng Pinting could say anything else, Nan Zhubin’s phone suddenly rang beside him.
Chonghui helped him answer it.
The voice of Teacher Xiao Zhao came through.