"What's going on with Zhang Fan? I'm so worried, sister. Where is the anchor? Where did he go? Tell me about it."
"Forty-seven kilometers, oh my god, anchor, come and see if Zhang Fan is okay."
"I've already bought a ticket. The host can give me the address."
"Ten rockets represent my feelings. The anchor must help me buy some nutritional supplements for Zhang Fan."
"I'll send you twenty rockets."
The next moment, rockets were flying all over the sky.
Seeing the sky full of rockets, Douyu people almost went crazy.
"Hey, what kind of tycoon? He has been giving away rockets since the show started. Damn, there are almost two or three hundred of them."
"Sunday, let's go and have a look. I'll do it from morning to afternoon. I want to see who the great master is."
However, when these people came in, what they saw was an ambulance and three people lying on the ground.
"Wucao, are you broadcasting the fight? Damn, I'm going to call the police."
"Hey, Yaoyaoling, someone is causing trouble here."
However, what was waiting for them was the word "Scroll" filling the screen!
For a moment, all the friends who had just come in were stunned. Wocao, what's going on? Which live broadcast room has such a rhythm? The screen is full of the word "Scroll", even a great god can't do this.
Yang Haochen was also in a hurry, but he couldn't intervene at all. Seeing Zhang Fan being put into the ambulance, he ran out quickly, took a taxi and hurriedly followed.
Dong Jian, Zhou Jie, Ouyang Feng and others quickly followed, driving their cars and following the ambulance.
In the ambulance, the eyes of Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan were filled with mist.
If they had known that marathons were so dangerous, they would have stopped Zhang Fan at all costs.
"The heart rate is 287, it's too fast, Mr. Gao, what should I do?" a doctor said to Gao Yuan.
Gao Yuan also had a worried look on his face. In his eyes, Zhang Fan could be said to be a 'national treasure', and his medical skills were as good as those of Hua Tuo.
"What about other indicators?" Gao Yuan asked.
"He is in a dehydrated state, and other indicators are normal." One person said incredulously.
Are you kidding me? If my heartbeat is at this rate, is it just a symptom of dehydration?
"Transfer water, keep it cold." Gao Yuan was angry.
Immediately, someone gave Zhang Fan an injection.
Soon, the ambulance arrived at the provincial hospital, and the taxis behind the ambulance also stopped.
Fifty or sixty people simultaneously surrounded the ambulance.
"Wucao, what's going on? So many people? Is it some big shot?"
The people at the door of the hospital were shocked. After living for such a long time, this was the first time they encountered such a situation.
"Hey, isn't that Zhou Jie, the principal of No. 1 Middle School?"
"Ah, Zhang Hua, the principal of No. 2 Middle School."
"Did something happen to the students? The two principals are here, fighting?"
"Have you forgotten that the people from No. 2 Middle School went to No. 1 Middle School in the morning? Is it really a shopping spree? Damn, it's so much fun now." A group of people murmured and immediately gathered around.
"Damn, how many people are there in Ouyang Feng who saves the basketball? My eyesight is not blurry, right?"
"Nima, look, people from the Provincial Sports Committee, Dong Jian and the others."
The onlookers took a breath of air. Damn, is this a fight among students? How could a student fight bring people from the Provincial Basketball Team and the Provincial Sports Committee to their side?
What is going on?
"Let it go! Don't block the way."
Gao Yuan shouted hurriedly.
Immediately, the dozens of people who followed immediately formed a line of defense and drove away the onlookers.
"ICU, intensive care unit." Gao Yuan said.
"Mr. Gao, he just suffered from dehydration coma caused by excessive exhaustion. Isn't that necessary?" said a young doctor next to him.
Gao Yuan is highly respected in the Provincial Hospital. He has spoken like this, so how can anyone else dare to speak?
Immediately, Zhang Fan was pushed into the ICU. At the same time, Gao Yuan invited the best doctors in the hospital to begin a comprehensive examination of Zhang Fan.
"Heart rate returns to normal!"
"No trauma!"
"The indicators are all normal!"
The entire ICU and all the famous doctors from the provincial hospital were busy for half an hour.
When looking at the normal indicators, a group of people were dumbfounded.
What's going on? This guy is so normal. Why did he call all the best doctors in the hospital?
"Mr. Gao, is this your grandson?" someone asked.
Gao Yuan often breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
"Hey, if it were my grandson, I would wake up laughing even if I fell asleep." Gao Yuan then said.
Outside, Yang Haochen waited with his long neck for the results.
The live broadcast room had already exploded.
"How is Zhang Fan? The anchor is talking, lying on the grass, paralyzed, if you don't say anything, believe it or not, I will take a taxi and come over to kill you."
"Is the anchor dead?"
Looking at the information on the screen, Yang Haochen said anxiously: "I don't know either."
"Fuck, you don't have a big mouth, go and ask." The screen of the live broadcast room refreshed.
Yang Haochen rolled his eyes, Damn, that's the ICU. Can anyone except the doctor go in?
"Tap tap tap!"
Ye Jingtian and Qin Shuang ran over anxiously and asked Ye Xuan quickly: "Xiao Xuan, what's going on?"
Ye Xuan's eyes turned red, she threw herself into Qin Shuang's arms and said, "Brother Fan, he fainted."
"Why did you faint?" Qin Shuang's face was full of worry.
"Marathon, I'll faint from running." Ye Xuan choked up.
What would she do if something happened to Zhang Fan?
"Marathon? Oh my God, you girl, why didn't you stop him? 42.195 kilometers, was it run by a human?" Qin Shuang sighed.
"He ran 47.195 kilometers." Xuan Ye whispered.
"What? 47.195 kilometers?"
Zhang Dongyang, who hurried over, screamed in surprise.
He knew the limit of the human body, 47.195 kilometers. Even when he was in the army, no one had ever challenged such a distance.
"Where's the little mortal? Xiaoyuan?" Zhang Dongyang was extremely anxious.
"Dad, Brother Fan is still in the ICU." Tears welled up in the corners of Zhang Xiaoyuan's eyes.
"Intensive care unit?" Zhang Dongyang was anxious and paced back and forth.
"Crunch!"
The ICU room was opened. Immediately, Zhang Dongyang walked quickly and reached the door in an instant.
A group of people in the corridor felt a figure whistling past with a strong wind.
Nima, what speed is this?
A group of people were dumbfounded.
"Doctor, how is my son?" Zhang Dongyang asked quickly.
Gao Yuan was startled and quickly looked up at Zhang Dongyang and said: "It's okay, all indicators are normal. Maybe it's because I'm too tired. Just rest more."
"Hoo ho ho!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay, it's okay.
However, in the ICU, Zhang Fan opened his eyes anxiously, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who kept touching him, and immediately roared.
"Wucao, I don't want to be gay, get away from me."
Zhang Fan sat up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and pushed away the doctor who was examining him.
The next moment, the doctor's body flew straight out towards the door.
"Damn, someone flew out."
"Nima, what's going on? Flying man?"
Zhang Dongyang's eyes narrowed, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the figure.