15. Pneumothorax
Zhou Xiaoqiang screamed that no one answered when he broke his throat, and the medical students all went to self-study at night, and not many people went out shopping.
The distance of more than 1,000 meters is like a long march, and Zhou Xiaoqiang can't wait to teleport over.
Finally arrived at the emergency department, two hundred meters from the mouth of the medical department, Zhou Xiaoqiang finally met the doctor from the emergency department who came to answer, Zhou Xiaoqiang told the doctor about the process of the policewoman's injury, and the doctor said that it might be a traumatic pneumothorax and needed to do thoracostomy. However, without the tools at hand, it should be too late to transfer the patient to the medical department.
10 minutes later, the emergency doctor gave the policewoman a thoracostomy, a tube was inserted into the right chest cavity, and under the tube was a water bottle, the policewoman quickly woke up, her breathing was much smoother than before, and whenever she breathed, the level in the tube rose and fell. Her face was pale and she looked lost.
Soon, her colleagues arrived, eight men and eight women, and the chief was furious, saying that the arrogant pickpockets must be brought to justice. After a while, the policewoman's mother also came, and when she saw her miserable condition, she cried profusely.
Because Zhou Xiaoqiang was an eyewitness and the person who sent the policewoman, he was asked to go to the police station to record a statement, and Zhou Xiaoqiang was angry at what the pickpocket did, so he cooperated with the work.
By the time he came out of the police station, it was already half past ten in the evening, and the street was still lively, but he was not in a good mood because he was worried about the policewoman and hoped that she would recover soon.
Passing by the sports lottery station,Zhou Xiaoqiang bought a bet ten times the 14 9,Choose 9 games from the 14 games in the German Second League to guess the winner or loser,This lottery has to be a few days later,Later, this bet did not win,Zhou Xiaoqiang was a little shocked,Phantom Star also has mistakes.
When he arrived at the school gate, his hand was grabbed by an aunt, and Zhou Xiaoqiang looked at it, this aunt was a little familiar.
"Housheng, where's my cart?" asked the aunt.
Zhou Xiaoqiang then remembered that he had pushed away someone's car just now. Zhou Xiaoqiang looked behind his aunt and found that the fruits that were scattered all over the place were collected by his aunt and stacked under the trees on the side of the road.
Zhou Xiaoqiang patted his head and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'll push the car for you." ”
On the side of the road 200 meters away from the hospital, Zhou Xiaoqiang found the cart, because the policewoman did not bleed, so the cart was not dirty. When Zhou Xiaoqiang returned the cart to his aunt, the aunt said: "Housheng, you did a good thing, but you gave me so much money, a total of 2,200 yuan, I can't afford it, I'll return the money to you, you take it." ”
Zhou Xiaoqiang said: "It's okay, if you have too much, you can return half of it to me, after all, I broke so many of your fruits." ”
The aunt said: "Okay, then the aunt will take advantage of you and return half of it to you." ”
The aunt counted 1,100 yuan and returned it to Zhou Xiaoqiang, and then selected some fruits and handed them to Zhou Xiaoqiang in a bag.
Zhou Xiaoqiang took the fruit, said thank you and went back to the dormitory.
After returning to the dormitory, Zhou Xiaoqiang didn't tell anyone about it, because he saw everyone's happy looks, and he didn't want to let the heavy topic ruin such an atmosphere, let alone what was the use of telling them this.
Zhou Zhou Bo was lying on the bed, his mood was a little heavy. Where there is light in society, there must be darkness, and sorrow and joy coexist. The policewoman is a hero, and Zhou Xiaoqiang feels that even if he can't be a hero, he shouldn't be a villain. At the same time, Zhou Xiaoqiang felt that the superpower he possessed, except for earning some windfalls, had no other use, and he was a little stunned.
Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, and Li Hongyu's voice came from WeChat: "Is Brother Qiang asleep? Dancing is fun, after dancing, I feel that my figure is getting better and better, don't believe it." ”
Then Li Hongyu sent a photo of her wearing pajamas, which were very thin and looming.
Burst!
Oh no, Bo was about to have a nosebleed on Monday. What's wrong with this little girl today? What did she get stimulated by? She actually started seducing people.
Zhou Xiaoqiang didn't know that after Li Hongyu went to college, although he only went to college for one day. But she found that there were too many beauties in the university, and she had a faint sense of crisis.
Although it's only the first day, I've heard a few times that a certain beauty seduces a certain boyfriend. In Li Hongyu's view, Zhou Xiaoqiang is obviously a high-quality boyfriend. Such male students are very popular in universities. Young and golden, the considerate girlfriend is talking about people like Zhou Xiaoqiang. It's easier to be seduced in this way, and even these little girls in their dormitory have a good impression of Zhou Xiaoqiang. So Li Hongyu suddenly realized that he had to consolidate his position, so he had the matter of sending nude photos to tease Zhou Xiaoqiang.
Zhou Xiaoqiang said: "You little goblin! I will eat you one day, you are only the first day of dancing, I don't know if you have mastered the basic dance steps, you dare to say that your figure is getting better and better! I don't believe it, in order to prove that your figure is getting better and better, please take off your pajamas!"
"You're going to die!"
Li Hongyu sent a coquettish reprimand, and then the mobile phone screen vibrate, and a bunch of ** and knives were thrown in the chat box.
Zhou Xiaoqiang flirted with Li Hongyu for a while, then said good night, and then began to scroll through the webpage. There are not many restrictions on buying lottery tickets online, and by 12 o'clock, he made hundreds of thousands.
On Monday, Bo saw a message on Weibo: A young man wants to build a water system for his village, and he wants everyone to help. Zhou Xiaoqiang felt that this was very meaningful, so he donated tens of thousands of yuan anonymously.
The next day, everyone's WeChat was pulled into a group, and QQ was also pulled into a group. This group is their class group. It is the squad leader who builds the group. The administrator is the squad leader and deputy squad leader.
The first piece of news is that I hope everyone will stay motivated on the first day of class, don't be late, and don't leave early.
There are more than 200 students in the large classrooms of the grades. This is a large public classroom, the professor who lectures has gray hair, is estimated to be in his early 60s, and the old professor's eyes are not very good, and he is very close to seeing things on the podium.
Six people in Zhou Xiaoqiang's dormitory sat together. Tang Feng and Li Minzhi are obviously good students. Both of them were taking notes seriously and listening attentively; Gao Ren didn't know who to chat with on his mobile phone, and occasionally laughed once or twice; Huang Jiawen drew five lines in his notebook, and there were sparrows on the line, which were staves that only he could understand.
Zhou Xiaoqiang himself is also absent-minded, he occasionally listens to the teacher, reads books, occasionally flips through his mobile phone, and scrolls through the webpage on Weibo. I don't know when two hours have passed. This morning's class is over.
Gao Ren said that he was going to dinner, and he made an appointment with a girl today. Zhou Xiaoqiang said that you want to go yourself, make an appointment with a girl, what are we going to be a light bulb? Gao Ren met the girl in the basketball club last night, this guy is really awesome. I met that night and the next day, I made an appointment for dinner.
There are no classes in the afternoon. So everybody is relaxed. Zhou Xiaoqiang did not go to Li Hongyu or send her a message.