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149. First Aid for Chief Stroke (1)

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As soon as Yang Zimei walked into the classroom, a person ran over excitedly, hugging her, and shouted excitedly, "Zimei, my acne is really good, thank you so much."

Yang Zimei held her with an excited face, and smiled slightly.

The acne on Huang Qiuxian's face began to fall off, restored her face that should have been beautiful.

"Papapa-" [

Xia Mo took the lead in applauding, and the whole class applauded, crying in unison, "You are so good at Yang Zimei!"

Looking at the young and enthusiastic face, Yang Zimei's heart surged through a warm current.

She has always been lonely, and now she has a collective, and it feels really different.

The first section is English class.

Gao Yu's complexion is obviously better. Without the previous kind of dish, his expression also flies.

As soon as she entered the classroom, she searched Yang Zimei first, nodded at her with a smile.

If it weren't for Yang Zimei, she would not know how long her illness would be troubled. Therefore, she was very grateful and fortunate to meet such a high student.

When he was on an English class, Qin Kaiwen came in hurriedly and motioned to let Yang Zimei go out.

Yang Zimei followed him out of the classroom.

"Zimei, I heard that you can acupuncture and help to save people." Qin Kaiwen said anxiously, "The director of the Municipal Education Bureau came to our school to inspect, it seems that suddenly the brain stroke, now it is called an emergency car, but the car is still.

Not, since you can acupuncture, you should be able to help. "

Yang Zimei nodded and followed his past principal's office.

I saw a mess in the office, and the teachers' leaders were at a loss and worried that they were terrible.

"She can acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine, let her see." Qin Kaiwen opened people and entered with Yang Zimei.

The director Huang Dian was lying on the sofa, and his whole body was paralyzed. The corners of his mouth were drooling, and only the eyes were turning in panic.

She quickly took out the silver needle from the bag, just wanted to step forward, and was scolded by the principal: "Hey, what are you doing? I said Teacher Qin, what are you bringing a girl over?"

"President, she will acupuncture, and now the ambulance has not yet arrived, so let her acupuncture first." Qin Kaiwen explained.

"Acupuncture?" The principal looked up and down with Yang Zi's eyebrows, and he stared at his hands very impatiently.

"Principal, she really can acupuncture, help our class with body odor to cure body odor, and also cure a girl's acne." Qin Kaiwen explained.

"Body odor? Can this compare with a stroke? Don't hinder your hands, take her away quickly." The principal said. [

"Principal, you can really let her try it. Now the ambulance has not yet come. In case of missing the best time to treat, then ..."

Qin Kaiwen said anxiously.

"I can't make a joke with the life of the director--"

The principal resolutely refused to give up. In case the director really made Yang Zimei acupuncture, he was troublesome, and he didn't want to provoke this trouble.

If other people are changed, Yang Zimei is too lazy to save.

But this director Huang Dian still has a certain kind of kindness to her.

Ten years ago, his father Yang Qing was wronged and almost lost the rice bowl. At that time, he was the chief of the section. He and Yang Qing were high school classmates.

The city, and Yang Zimei can enter Nancheng Middle School, all of which are done by him.


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