Chapter 575: Knocked Down by a Bookcase

Shen Zhiyu walked into the bookstore in the shopping mall, wanting to pick out some books on teaching. In the past few days, he was going to re-examine his research, and he didn't want to be depressed all the time.

Xia Beiqing had never been interested in books, so he stared straight at Shen Zhiyu's face, feeling that he would still be picky for a while, so he asked, "Mr. Shen, are you thirsty? I'll go buy two drinks." .”

Shen Zhiyu ignored him.

Xia Beiqing didn't care, he turned and left the bookstore's gate, and after a long walk, he found the coffee shop.

Teacher Shen doesn't like drinks, but he should be able to accept coffee, because he is afraid of hardship, Xia Beiqing asked the clerk to add a little more lactose.

In the bookstore, Shen Zhiyu picked out a few books, held them in his hands, and thought about buying some exercise books for the students. He had just pulled out the exercise books when he suddenly heard an unusual sound behind him.

Shen Zhiyu turned his head to look, his pupils trembled, and suddenly saw the tall bookcase shaking behind him, and before he even had time to react, the bookcase tipped over and hit Shen Zhiyu hard.

There was a loud bang, and the bookstore exploded in an instant.

"My God! The bookcase is down!"

"There are still people under pressure!"

"Quick! Call the emergency number!"

Xia Beiqing went back to the bookstore after buying coffee. From a distance, he could see crowds of onlookers outside the bookstore, chirping and chattering, as if something important had happened.

Xia Beiqing had an inexplicable bad feeling, so he ran over, pushed through the crowd, and rushed into the bookstore. He saw that the bookstore was in a mess, and books were scattered all over the place.

what happened? Where is Mr. Shen?

Xia Beiqing's eyes shot across the crowd, his heart sank more and more, he didn't see Shen Zhiyu's figure, did he leave first or...

Xia Beiqing ran to the clerk and asked, "What happened?"

The clerk cried in fright: "The bookcase suddenly fell down and crushed a person."

Crush someone? Could it be...

"Who? What does it look like?"

The clerk replied crying: "Wearing a black coat, wearing glasses, quite tall, holding a few English exercise books in his hands."

Black jacket, glasses, English workbook.

There is no need to guess anymore, this is Shen Zhiyu.

The coffee in Xia Beiqing's hand fell to the ground, and all the blood faded from his face in an instant. He grabbed the clerk's hand and roared, "Where is he?! Where is he now?!"

"Sent...to the hospital..."

Xia Beiqing rushed out of the bookstore.

On the way, he felt his heart stopped, and anxiously urged the driver: "Hurry up! Please hurry up!"

When he arrived at the hospital, he casually threw a banknote and rushed out of the car.

He casually grabbed a nurse to ask, and when he learned that Shen Zhiyu had been sent to the emergency room, he rushed to the emergency room just in time to see Shen Zhiyu being pushed out.

"Teacher Shen!"

Xia Beiqing rushed over and saw Shen Zhiyu lying on the hospital bed, still in a coma, with gauze wrapped around his head, blood oozing out, and wounds on his arms and neck.

The nurse hurriedly stopped Xia Beiqing: "Don't touch the patient casually, it will tear his wound!"

Xia Beiqing's eyes were red, and tears had already rolled down: "He... how is he? It's okay, right?"

The nurse looked at the examination report and replied: "Fortunately, the injury is not serious. The arm was slightly broken and hit the head, causing a concussion. He should wake up soon."

Xia Beiqing's tense heart finally relaxed at this moment. His legs were weak and he staggered backwards. The nurse supported him in time: "Are you okay?"