Xia Beiqing came to Shen Zhiyu, sniffed with his nose, then smiled, and wrote on the paper and handed it to Shen Zhiyu.

——Teacher Shen, you are cooking porridge.

Shen Zhiyu smiled and said, "Yes, it'll be fine soon, you can wait a little longer."

Xia Beiqing nodded, pushed the wheelchair to the dining table and sat down, looking at Shen Zhiyu in the kitchen with joy.

Shen Zhiyu took out the bowl, scooped a few spoons of white porridge, put it on his lips and blew it a little cooled. Then he took the porridge, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at the young man sitting at the dining table, waiting for feeding, Shen Zhiyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

Suddenly, a dizziness came again, and even the vision became blurred, as if the world was upside down, Xia Beiqing's figure was twisted in front of her.

Shen Zhiyu could no longer hold on, and his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground hard. The bowl in his hand was smashed into pieces, and all the white porridge was spilled out.

Xia Beiqing was shocked and pushed the wheelchair towards Shen Zhiyu. Because he was too anxious, the wheelchair and his body fell to the ground. Xia Beiqing dragged his legs and climbed in front of Shen Zhiyu little by little on the ground.

He opened his mouth wide, but could not make any sound. He could only shake Shen Zhiyu who was falling to the ground desperately, but Shen Zhiyu's eyes were closed, obviously losing consciousness.

Xia Beiqing hurriedly took out Shen Zhiyu's cell phone in his pocket and called the emergency number. A nice voice from the other end of the phone came from the woman.

"Hey, this is the hospital emergency center. Do you need first aid? What is the patient's condition and where is the address? Let's send a car here immediately."

Xia Beiqing opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

There was no reply from the other end and urged: "Hey? Are you still there? Please explain to me the specific situation, hey? hey?"

Xia Beiqing opened his mouth wide and tried his best, but he still couldn't make a sound. He was so anxious that he smashed the ground with his fist. Thunderous tears burst out from his eyes and rolled down.

How could he forget? He can no longer speak, he can't make any sounds of asking for help. What should he do and how to save Teacher Shen!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Xia Beiqing widened his eyes, hurriedly crawled, moving little by little on the ground. It took me a long time to finally climb to the door, stretched out my arms and twisted the door handle.

The door was pushed open, Hua Yinong stood outside, and saw Xia Beiqing lying on the ground, and hurriedly squatted down and held him: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Beiqing anxiously pointed at Shen Zhiyu who was lying at the kitchen door.

Hua Yinong hurriedly ran over, carried Shen Zhiyu who was unconscious into the room, placed it on the bed, and helped Xia Beiqing to a wheelchair to sit.

Xia Beiqing hurriedly wrote on paper.

——Teacher Shen suddenly fainted!

Hua Yi Nong went to check Shen Zhiyu's situation and suddenly found that Shen Zhiyu's forehead was so hot that it was so hot that he found a thermometer. The temperature was very high.

Xia Beiqing was anxious next to him.

——What's wrong with Teacher Shen?

"I have a fever, let's call a doctor to come and have a look." Hua Yinong took out her cell phone and called a doctor nearby.

Not long after, the doctor came over and first gave Shen Zhiyu a water supply. When he lifted Shen Zhiyu's sleeve, he found something abnormal. Hua Yinong and Xia Beiqing were beside him, and he also saw something was wrong.

Shen Zhiyu's arms were a little swollen, and there were still bruises in the blood vessels.

The same goes for lifting the sleeve of his other arm.

The doctor turned to Xia Beiqing and looked at him: "You said he had a fever at all times? Think about it carefully, what is wrong with his body recently?"
Chapter completed!