The two of them walked down the steps and walked towards Xie Wanying.
Seeing this, Xie Wanying knew she couldn't escape, so she had to stand where she was.
The two classmates seemed to be subconsciously worried that she would escape, so they ran up to her as fast as they could.
"Yingying, the counselor said you went home, just like Shihua. Is your family sick?" Feng Yicong asked her anxiously while standing in front of her.
"You two are working today?" Xie Wanying did not answer her own question, looking at the white coats they were wearing, trying to change the subject.
"We have just finished class and are going back to the dormitory." Feng Yicong answered her.
Xie Wanying turned to talk to classmate Pan. She didn't give classmate Feng time to ask questions and said, "I heard from the counselor the day before yesterday that you are back."
"Yes." Pan Shihua answered in a simple voice, not like classmate Feng's nagging voice. The sadness hidden in his beautiful eyes was clearly reflected. Everyone could tell from his eyes that his grandfather really passed away.
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Xie Wanying saw the white clothes and black trousers worn by classmate Pan under her white coat. It was obvious that classmate Pan continued to pay tribute to her grandfather after returning. Suddenly, her mood became tense, thinking of her grandfather.
"Yingying, you don't look good." Pan Shihua suddenly said to her word by word.
Classmate Pan looked at her face all the way, not as if Classmate Feng was trying to identify her, but to observe her complexion. Classmate Pan's powers of observation were terrifying. Xie Wanying's heart suddenly exploded, and alarm bells rang loudly.
She has been tired for the past two days, and she just donated blood in the morning. No matter how healthy she is, it is impossible for her to look very good. She is afraid that classmate Pan will catch her acting abnormally.
"Really?" Feng Yicong asked two questions in succession, then turned around and followed Pan Shihua to look at her face.
Xie Wanying was almost sweating when they looked at her, and she kept saying: "It's nothing. I'm fine, I just haven't slept well in the past two days."
"What did you do? Why didn't you sleep well?" Feng Yicong asked anxiously.
Pan Shihua's eyes swept over her face, his frown never relaxed, and he whispered worriedly: "Yingying, are you okay?"
Don't say that like Teacher Tan. Xie Wanying thought to herself: Oh no.
Sure enough, there was a force in her mind that started to pull her toward the other door.
"Yingying!"
The classmates' voices faded away, and what appeared in her mind was the cloud-like mist of memories before her rebirth.
Behind the clouds was the person's voice saying "Are you okay?" Who was it and why did he say this to her? Was it to comfort her who had lost a loved one? Or was it something else?
Feng Yicong and Pan Shihua, who saw her fainting, turned pale with fright. They hurriedly supported her limp body and pinched her for a while. Seeing that she failed to wake up, they panicked.
god.
"Send to the emergency room." Feng Yicong was sweating profusely and grabbed her hands.
Pan Shihua hurriedly helped lift her onto Feng Yicong's back.
He picked her up and ran to the emergency department of the hospital.
Fortunately, the hospital is here, and the emergency department is very close. Passers-by took me to the emergency department within a few steps.
"Teacher Yu." Feng Yicong called his senior brother.
"Teacher Jiang." Pan Shihua called his tutor.
Hearing the shouts of their students, Yu Xuexian and Dr. Jiang came out and asked the students: "What's going on?" While asking, the two men saw the figure on Student Feng's back.
"Xie Wanying." Dr. Jiang opened his eyes wide, recognized her facial features clearly, and asked, "When did she come back?"
