Chapter 711

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

——Mr. Shen, you are cooking porridge.

Shen Zhiyu said with a smile, "yes, it will be ready soon. You can wait a little longer."

Xia Beiqing nodded, pushed the wheelchair to the dining table, and looked at Shen Zhiyu in the kitchen with happy eyes.

Shen Zhiyu took out a bowl, scooped out a few spoons of porridge, and put it on his lips to cool it. Then he turned around and walked out of the kitchen with porridge.

Looking at the boy sitting at the dining table waiting for feeding, Shen Zhiyu raised his lips.

Suddenly, dizziness hit again, even the line of sight became blurred, as if heaven and earth were upside down, Xia Beiqing's figure twisted in front of him.

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

Xia Beiqing was surprised and pushed the wheelchair toward Shen Zhiyu. Because he was too worried, the wheelchair and his body overturned to the ground. Xia Beiqing dragged his legs and climbed up to Shen Zhiyu.

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

Xia Bei leans out the mobile phone in Shen Zhiyu's pocket in a hurry, dials the emergency call, and the beautiful voice of a woman comes from the other end of the phone.

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

Xia Bei tilted his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

That end didn't hear the reply, urged: "hello? Are you still there? Please tell me the details, hello? Hello

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

How can he forget that he can't speak any more, he can't make any voice for help, what should he do, how to save Mr. Shen!

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Xia Bei tilted his eyes, quickly crawled on the ground and moved little by little. I don't know how long it took before he finally climbed to the door, stretched his arm and unscrewed the doorknob.

The door was pushed open. Hua Yinong stood outside and saw Xia Beiqing lying on the ground. He squatted down and helped him: "what's the matter with you?"

Xia Beiqing anxiously points to Shen Zhiyu who falls in front of the kitchen door.

Hua Yinong runs to the room in a hurry, carries the unconscious Shen Zhiyu into the room, puts him on the bed, and helps Xia Bei to sit on the wheelchair.

Xia Beiqing wrote on the paper in a hurry.

——Teacher Shen suddenly fainted!

Hua Yinong goes to check the situation of Shen Zhiyu, and suddenly finds that Shen Zhiyu's forehead is very hot. He finds a thermometer to measure it. The temperature is very high.

Xia Bei leans to the side, burning with anxiety.

——What's wrong with Mr. Shen?

"We have a fever. Let's call a doctor to come and have a look." Hua Yinong takes out his mobile phone and calls a doctor nearby.

Before long, the doctor came to hang water for Shen Zhiyu. When he opened Shen Zhiyu's sleeve, he found something unusual. Hua Yinong and Xia Beiqing were leaning aside, and he also found something wrong.

Shen Zhiyu's arm is swollen, and there are still bruises on the blood vessels.

It's the same to lift the sleeve of his other arm.

The doctor turned to look at Xia Bei and said, "do you think he has a fever in good condition? If you think about it, what's wrong with him recently? "