Chapter 262 Director of Cardiology
The people on her left and right sides cooperated with each other, one threw and the other stretched out his hand, and a steel wire as thin as a hair blocked Zhao Xiaoyue in front of her, and the people behind her stretched out their hands to push her forward.
With the help of the inertia of her own running, Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't help but rush forward.
If, and I mean if, she touched this steel wire, it would be like a motorcyclist encountering a kite string blocking the road. She would be either dead or disabled.
Fortunately, Mr. Zhao was very agile and kicked back, leaping over the opponent.
When he landed, he made faces at the people behind him who were jaw-dropping.
"Lululu, you want to mess with me? Practice for another thousand or eight hundred years! Humph!"
After saying that, he ran away coolly!
Several people hung up the phone in anger and suspicion, "Xianxian didn't tell us that she knows martial arts!"
"Find another chance to beat her up!"
There are very few people who watch the entire 10,000-meter race. Who would have the patience to watch a race that would take an hour or two to decide the winner?
Seeing the actions of the two girls, Situ Ming almost ran over, but when he saw Zhao Xiaoyue's reaction, he stopped.
He forgot that this was the apprentice of the legendary figure Pu Changling.
It’s really not easy to finish running 10,000 meters.
There were four people in total. Zhao Xiaoyue and an unknown athlete were in the first place, and Mr. Zhao was fourth. In between them were a few people who just wanted to harm her.
She was surrounded by hostility.
The finish line was just ahead, and there were several boys cheering there with their arms open.
It's obvious that they are the boyfriends of these girls.
Mr. Zhao thought, hey, why doesn’t she have a boyfriend to pick her up?
I'm running so hard that my lungs are about to explode. It's quite fun to play with the kids.
But the feeling of her lungs exploding was really uncomfortable. At this moment, she didn't care about her image and stuck out her tongue and breathed like a puppy.
He shook off the sweat from his forehead with one hand and wiped away the sweat blocking his eyes with the other hand, and kept rushing towards the finish line.
Others rushed into the arms of their boyfriends and were supported by them.
There are still dozens of meters to the finish line, so go for it, and then take a shower.
When she was almost at the finish line, there was a person standing there with his arms open and smiling to greet her.
Wow!
The little brother is getting more and more handsome.
Do you want to catch one?
Forget it. What if he has someone he likes? Wouldn’t that destroy his image in his partner’s heart?
Zhao Xiaoyue is a principled person and will never destroy other people's feelings.
Just when she stopped as the fourth one, panting with her hands on her hips, and wanted to say hello, she felt her whole body go empty and she was lifted up high.
Oh, this is not right, this!
"Brother Ming, Brother Ming, calm down!"
Situ Mingli ignored this dogtail grass.
He thought she would rush into his open arms like the other girls, but unexpectedly she stopped.
And it was far away from him.
"Shut up, you're tired now!"
Situ Ming was very angry. Didn’t he see the purpose of him standing there?
What the hell is wrong with him? It's like he's avoiding a cold virus.
Zhao Xiaoyue swallowed her saliva and said, "Brother Ming, I'm not tired."
Situ Ming glanced at the man who was not behaving himself even in his arms with a cold look, "No, if I say you are tired, then you are tired!"
It was the first time that Zhao Xiaoyue was carried like a princess. She felt a little awkward and even had a fever.
Her heart was beating uncontrollably and rushing around, making her a little dizzy.
Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't help but wonder, what... was going on?
No way?
She got a heart attack after running 10,000 meters?
Isn’t this too ridiculous?
Didn’t she used to jump over a thousand stairs every day?
Situ Ming felt something was wrong as he held the person in his arms, and the person's face looked extremely embarrassed.
"Is there a thorn in my bosom that makes you feel so uncomfortable?"
The words that were originally meant to be an accusation turned into tears in the eyes of the little girl. Zhao Xiaoyue said in a sobbing voice: "Situ Ming, I might have a heart attack!"
This sentence exploded in Situ Ming's mind like a bolt from the blue, and then he ran out of the school gate like crazy.
I only had one thought: go to the hospital!
Zhao Xiaoyue was confused. Why was she running?
Half an hour later
Zhao Xiaoyue sat in front of the most authoritative director of the cardiology department at the Army Region General Hospital.
Situ Ming stood aside nervously, while Ban Qisheng leaned against the door, fanning himself and panting.
Class flag rose: "Hoohoo, what's going on?"
Situ Ming: "Student Zhao Xiaoyue may have a heart attack."
The director of the cardiology department finished taking the pulse. Oh, I forgot to mention that the director of the cardiology department mainly uses traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
After taking the pulse, the director of the cardiology department had a complicated and angry expression on his face.
What’s complicated is that seeing how nervous Commander Wen’s grandson was, he actually thought the little girl in front of him had some rare heart disease!
What makes me angry is that his time is so precious and there are so many people waiting behind him. This is ridiculous!
The head of the cardiology department put away the pulse pillow and said, "The little girl is very healthy and has no heart disease."
The head of the cardiology department almost blurted it out, as strong as a calf.
Zhao Xiaoyue looked at Situ Ming and thought, oh my god, here it comes again!
"Doctor, my heart is beating so fast for no apparent reason. What's going on?"
Zhao Xiaoyue put one hand on her chest with a puzzled look. It was beating really fast!
"It's beating fast. Is it possible that I have coronary heart disease? Or atrial fibrillation?"
Situ Ming dared to agree with what Zhao Xiaoyue said because he knew that Zhao Xiaoyue knew some Chinese medicine.
She must have seen it herself before to say that.
The head of the cardiology department was displeased, "Are you the head of the cardiology department or am I the head of the cardiology department?"
Zhao Xiaoyue stammered and shut up, "Of course you are, hehe!"
The head of the cardiology department straightened his coat, glanced at Situ Ming, and asked Zhao Xiaoyue, "College?"
Zhao Xiaoyue answered honestly, "I'm a freshman. I just participated in the university sports meet today, the 10,000-meter long-distance run."
Situ Ming frowned and looked at the director of the cardiology department unhappily. "Here you are treating a patient? Why are you asking all sorts of random questions?"
Director of the Cardiology Department: "Has she ever dated anyone? Is it possible that she fell in love with this handsome guy?"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "? Ah? What do you mean?"
Situ Ming & Ban Qisheng: "?"
Zhao Xiaoyue opened her eyes wide and showed great confusion!
Suddenly, Situ Ming had an inspiration. He turned his head to look at the dazed person, and suddenly he felt as if the clouds had cleared and the moon was finally visible.
Situ Ming's mood suddenly became like the sky after the rain. Not only was there no clouds in the sky, but there were also several rainbows.
He bent down, picked up the person who was wasting time on the chair and left, not forgetting to say goodbye to the director of the cardiology department.
"No, what does he mean? Me me me, he he he!"
Everyone in the busy corridor was looking over here. Ban Qisheng was still confirming something with the director of the cardiology department and did not follow over.
Situ Ming put the person down, pushed him to the window, leaned against the huge glass windowsill, and looked at Zhao Xiaoyue quietly.
The sun was shining brightly. The young man, with a cigarette in his mouth, tried to calm himself down, his eyes fixed on Zhao Xiaoyue.
He was weighing one thing in his mind: if he confessed his feelings now, would he be rejected?
Will I get beaten?
According to Hou Taotao, the force of the person at the helm is not low!
Also, in the room where they were in distress in Paris and on Walder Island, the little girl obviously lost control because she saw or heard questions about "sex".
She resists questions about sex!
His eyes were as deep as ink, and he held the cigarette between his slender jade-like fingers. He used his index and middle fingers to shake off the ashes.
The comic convention said that the little girl had severe "contact disorder", which was more like... post-traumatic stress disorder.
Isn’t there a description of this in criminal psychology?