At this time, Song Sinan and Zhang Xiaoyu, who were in the second class of the third grade next door, were also explaining to the children what Chinese medicine was. Although the children were all confused, everyone was very patient in explaining it.
But here in Class 3, the style is different. The whole classroom is noisy...
At this time, Ye Zhaohui was standing on the classroom desk, holding a Chinese medicine textbook and teaching the children directly.
But this group of children, who were only eight or nine years old, had no idea what they were talking about. They were whispering and playing around below, not paying attention to the lecture at all. This made Ye Zhaohui on the stage look gloomy because he was very impatient...
Snapped!
"Quiet, everyone!"
Ye Zhaohui slapped the desk angrily, scaring the students below into silence for an instant. They all looked at the roaring Ye Zhaohui with fear. He threw the textbook again and said angrily: "Why are you making such a fuss? If you do this, I will
How can we still go to class?"
However, Song Moyi, who was sitting in the first row and fifth row below, perhaps because of Ye Zhaohui's sudden anger, slapped the table, which made her tremble, and her heart suddenly ached. Song Moyi's tender face showed a painful expression, and she clutched her heart with her little hands.
He raised his left hand and said, "Teacher, I..."
"Shut up!"
As a result, Ye Zhaohui, who was getting angry, saw Song Moyi who raised her hand at this time, and immediately scolded him and said angrily: "You are not allowed to interrupt me when I am speaking. Do you understand me?"
The children in the class, facing such a fierce teacher, were all nervous and frightened, and did not dare to nod their heads silently.
However, Song Moyi's heart was hurting more and more over there. Her originally bloodless face was now even paler. She was bent over, leaning her forehead on the table, holding her heart with her little hands, her little body trembling slightly.
A boy sitting next to her noticed that he was abnormal, but he did not dare to speak when the teacher was so cruel...
"Also, when I have classes from now on, you all must listen carefully and you are not allowed to whisper to each other..."
However, Ye Zhaohui ignored Song Moyi at all. He was on the classroom table with a straight face and was formulating the rules for his class to the students. This lecture lasted two minutes...
thump…
Finally, Song Moyi fell directly from the chair to the ground, making the students scream in fright. Ye Zhaohui still wanted to get angry, but found that Song Moyi had fainted. Ye Zhaohui, who finally realized that something was wrong, immediately ran forward and held his body softly.
The soft Song Moyi said, "Hey, what's wrong with you?
Wake up..."
The surrounding students were frightened and stood up one after another and gathered around...
"Old...teacher, she said she has a heart disease..."
The little boy sitting with Song Moyi said nervously to Ye Zhaohui.
"What, a heart attack? Why didn't he tell me earlier?"
Ye Zhaohui's face changed completely at this time, knowing that fainting caused by heart disease is very urgent and dangerous.
"What's wrong?"
Hearing the noise, Wang Wei and the head teacher of Class 3 ran in. At this moment, Ye Zhaohui laid Song Moyi on the ground, untied her clothes, then knelt on the ground and put his ear to her heart, listening to her heart rate, which was very slow and very slow.
Light, as if it might stop beating at any time...
"Hurry up, call 120..."
When the head teacher of Class 3 saw this scene, he was completely anxious. He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120. He also called Song Moyi's mother...
Ruan Xingwen from the chairman's office of the Song Group answered the call from the head teacher, saying that her daughter suddenly fainted, which scared her so much that she stood up in panic, "What, okay, I'll be there right away..."
At this time, in class one, Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang were telling the children about the history of traditional Chinese medicine. They talked about it in a way that could interact with the students. This not only made the students interested in traditional Chinese medicine, but also made them interested in traditional Chinese medicine.
Get closer to them.
As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wan Yunting said with a smile: "Okay students, we will stop here today. Let's go out and do some exercise after class."
"goodbye teacher…"
The students also stood up one after another, bowing politely to Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang.
"Um…"
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang responded, looked at each other and smiled, then walked out of the classroom with the students, preparing to go back to the teacher's building to see if there were any classes scheduled for today...
"Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet..."
However, at the door of Class 3 classroom, there was a group of students and teachers watching the fun. The head teacher of Class 3 shouted anxiously, which attracted the attention of Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang. They went over to ask a teacher: "Come out?"
What happened?"
"A child in Class 3 suddenly fainted and is being rescued inside."
"faint?"
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang were surprised, and the teacher nodded: "That child has a heart disease. I heard that he had a heart attack when the new Chinese medicine teacher got angry and slapped the table in class."
"Oh, these new Chinese medicine teachers are really good. If that kid is really good at something, our school will be famous."
"Who says it's not..."
Several teachers who were watching the excitement were skeptical about the Ministry of Education's sudden addition of a Chinese medicine subject to the school.
The result was good now. On the first day of class for the new Chinese medicine teacher, something unexpected happened, which made the teachers at Xingyao Primary School even less optimistic about them.
"Go in and have a look..."
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang immediately squeezed into the classroom. Song Sinan, Zhang Xiaoyu, and Qi Miaomiao, Wei Renxin, who had finished class in Class 2, also came over to take a look when they heard what happened in Class 3.
Even Gu Yuanbai, who was about to go back in the teachers' building, hurried over here when he heard about this...
"How is the child?"
Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang came in and saw Ye Zhaohui performing cardiac resuscitation on Song Moyi lying on the ground...
"This child has congenital heart disease. It was due to his failure to take medicine for angina pectoris in time that he fainted."
Wang Wei, who was next to him, nervously said to Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang.
"Then we need to send him to the hospital for rescue immediately."
Wei Renxin interrupted and shouted.
"I've called 120, but it hasn't come yet..."
Song Sinan frowned, immediately squatted forward, grabbed Song Moyi's little hand and took her pulse, while Ye Zhaohui, who was performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her, was already sweating profusely, and felt even more nervous and scared.
"Let me do it..."
Wang Wei immediately went up to replace Ye Zhaohui and continued to perform cardiac resuscitation on Song Moyi...
"Damn, why am I so unlucky!"
Ye Zhaohui stood up, stared and said angrily.
However, as soon as he said these words, the expressions of all the teachers present changed, especially Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang, Song Sinan and Wei Renxin. They couldn't imagine how Ye Zhaohui could say this.
"Teacher Ye, don't you think what you said is excessive?"
Li Qian accused him angrily and said.
"Excessive?
Where did I go too far?"
However, Ye Zhaohui didn't think it was his fault at all, and said sternly to Li Qian: "If they hadn't been arguing during class, I would have gotten angry, and she has congenital heart disease, why didn't you tell me in advance?
Is it my fault that she suddenly becomes ill now?"
Seeing that he did not repent, he got angry and wanted to clear away the responsibility, which aroused the anger of all the teachers present, thinking that Ye Zhaohui was too irresponsible.
Wan Yunting glanced at him coldly, went up and knelt down and said to Wang Wei, "I'll do it."
Wang Wei, who was performing cardiac resuscitation on Song Moyi, was stunned. He turned to look at Wan Yunting and saw that he had squatted down and began to unbutton Song Moyi's top, revealing the position of her heart. He put his big hand on it to carefully feel her slow heartbeat.
Song Sinan next to him said solemnly: "The best rescue time has passed!"
"What…"
These words made the teachers present nervous and worried. Could it be that this child really cannot be saved...