Chapter 711 How to Save Teacher Shen

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

——Teacher Shen, you are cooking porridge.

Shen Zhiyu smiled and said, "Yes, it will be fine soon, just wait a little longer."

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

Shen Zhiyu took out the bowl, scooped up a few spoonfuls of porridge, and put it on his lips to cool it down a bit, then turned around and walked out of the kitchen with the porridge in hand.

Seeing the young man obediently sitting at the dining table, waiting to be fed, Shen Zhiyu couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.

Suddenly, the dizziness hit again, and even the vision became blurred, as if the world was upside down, and Xia Beiqing's figure was distorted in front of his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't hold on any longer, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground hard, the bowl in his hand was smashed to pieces, and all the porridge spilled out.

Xia Beiqing was startled, and pushed the wheelchair towards Shen Zhiyu. Because he was too anxious, the wheelchair fell to the ground with his body. Xia Beiqing dragged his legs and crawled to the ground little by little. In front of Shen Zhiyu.

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make any sound. He could only shake Shen Zhiyu who had fallen to the ground desperately, but Shen Zhiyu's eyes were closed tightly, and he had obviously lost consciousness.

Xia Beiqing hurriedly took out the mobile phone in Shen Zhiyu's pocket, dialed the emergency number, and a woman's pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, this is the emergency center of the hospital. Do you need emergency treatment? What's the patient's condition and where is the address? We'll send a car there right away."

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

The other end didn't hear a reply, and urged: "Hello? Are you still there? Please explain the specific situation to me, hello? Hello?"

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

How could he forget, he can't speak anymore, he can't make any sound for help, what should he do, how should he save Mr. Shen!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Xia Beiqing's eyes widened, and he hurriedly crawled on the ground, moving little by little on the ground. After an unknown amount of time, he finally crawled to the door, stretched his arms and twisted the doorknob.

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

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

Hua Yinong hurried over, carried the unconscious Shen Zhiyu into the room, put him on the bed, and helped Xia Beiqing to sit in the wheelchair.

Xia Beiqing hurriedly wrote on the paper.

—— Teacher Shen suddenly fainted!

Hua Yinong went to check on Shen Zhiyu's situation, and suddenly found that Shen Zhiyu's forehead was terribly hot, so she found a thermometer to measure it, and the temperature was very high.

Xia Beiqing was beside him in a state of anxiety.

——What happened to Mr. Shen?

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

Not long after, the doctor came and first hung up Shen Zhiyu's water. When he lifted Shen Zhiyu's sleeve, he found something abnormal.

Shen Zhiyu's arm was a little swollen, and there were still bruises on the blood vessels.

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

The doctor turned his head to look at Xia Beiqing: "You said, he had a fever all the time? Think about it again, what's wrong with his body recently?"