On the pitch, the game is in full swing.

This is a game that was agreed three days ago, one side is Wang Zhuo's class, the other side is a class of the Department of Bioengineering, one class higher than Wang Zhuo, the two sides have already agreed, the losing side will be treated in the faculty canteen, and the consumption standard is not less than 500 yuan.

Moreover, for every three-pointer or dunk shot, half a dozen beers are added, and the opponent's five people on the court plus a substitute each have to drink a can of beer. Therefore, every time a player with the ability to dunk forms a single attack, he will be desperately destroyed by the opponent, and Wang Zhuo has never succeeded in dunking because of this.

Qin Siqing, who was watching the game, didn't care if the boys drank beer or not, she just wanted to watch Wang Zhuo's vigorous dunk, but unfortunately it hasn't happened for the time being.

Fortunately, although Wang Zhuo didn't catch the opportunity to dunk, [***] has done it many times, which is what Qin Siqing likes to watch. The almost 100% shooting rate made the small forward who was opposite Wang Zhuo have no temper at all, and simply used the front defense, just to prevent others from passing the ball to Wang Zhuo.

As the game drew to a close, the score was scorching, with Wang Zhuo's side accumulating three dozen beers, while the bioengineering team had reached an astonishing figure of six and a half, of which five were contributed by Wang's ten three-pointers, and the other one and a half were from other teammates.

Each of them is already in debt for thirteen cans of beer, and even if the bioengineering guys win this game, they're probably going to have to drink a few piles of mud.

In the blue sky, there were clouds like fish scales, like a brocade horse across the sky.

The lunch break has been going on for a while, and the number of students coming to the court has gradually increased, but everyone has come after eating, and they can't do strenuous exercise for the time being, and most of them just sit on the sidelines and watch the game.

At some point, there were two more uninvited guests on the side of the court, one of them was an elderly man of about 60 years old, of medium stature, full of craftsmanship, who seemed to be a scholar with profound attainments, and the other was a young man about 30 years old, thin and tall, similar in appearance to the elder, and eighty percent of them were his sons.

There was nothing unusual about the two of them, and they didn't stand out from the crowd, and many people didn't even notice their presence.

"Director Wang, deduct one!"

Someone on the sidelines was cheering Wang Zhuo on, and the young man smiled at his father: "This is a student nicknamed Wang's guidance, and his shooting is very aura." ”

"It's professional." The old man nodded slowly and said, "The so-called eyes and ears are watching the six ways and listening to the eight directions, and he has done a very good job in this regard." And he has a high level of defensive intelligence, and he can often see through the opponent's intentions and destroy them with the most effective methods, which is very rare. ”

"I think he's also very physical. It's a pity that the height is not enough, otherwise you can train it well, and you can try it out in the professional team. The young man looked sorry.

The old man shook his head and smiled faintly: "If you can be admitted to this school, will your future performance be worse than that of a professional athlete?" ”

The young man was immediately relieved, smiled and said yes again and again.

At this time, a whistle sounded, and there was a sparse applause from the sidelines, which turned out to be the clinical medicine team, which had just won the game by two points.

Qin Siqing got up happily, ran into the field, and handed the towel to Wang Zhuo.

There are also two boys with girlfriends who also enjoy the same treatment, and the others can only take off their vests to wipe their sweat and be a grandfather for a while.

A student vendor carrying a large bag and selling iced drinks on the side of the court, the old man said with emotion: "When I was in college forty years ago, I didn't do this, and I didn't even want to drink a bottle of soda at that time, so after playing ball, I would pour a few sips of tap water under the faucet in the water room." ”

"I did have it when I was in college, but no classmates sold it on campus." The young man asked, "Are you thirsty?" I'll go buy two bottles of mineral water. ”

The old man nodded, and the young man saw that there were only a few students on the court who were throwing free, but he crossed the court and walked towards the students selling drinks.

He bought two bottles of mineral water and walked back, and as soon as he stepped on the court, his body suddenly shook, and after standing in place, he held his forehead with his hand and slowly fell down.

A person fainted on the court, which immediately alarmed the students playing ball, and the old man on the sidelines was also stunned, and then hurriedly came.

"What's wrong?"

The noise reached Wang Zhuo and the others, who were about to leave after cleaning up, and everyone turned their heads to look back.

"Looks like someone has fallen." Geng Bin probed his brain and said.

Qin Siqing happened to be facing over there, saw the scene when the man fell, and said, "It's a man, in his thirties, not like a school teacher." ”

"Maybe it's heat stroke, it's really hot enough." The temporary referee kept fanning the wind with his hands.

"I think it's also heat stroke."

"If we don't leave, I'll be the next one to faint from heat stroke."

"Let's go, let's go, it's not a fight, what's there to see."

"One and a half beers per person, hahaha, eighteen cans, see how you drink today!"

"I think it's better to convert it into bottles, the cost of buying cans is too high, what do you think?"

Everyone was talking about it, Wang Zhuo suddenly dropped the mineral water bottle in his hand and ran towards the direction of the crowd like electricity.

…… Zeng Xiangguo is 63 years old this year, and his current title is vice president of a certain academy, which does not sound very loud.

Before he went to Beijing to take office, he took advantage of a short vacation to revisit his hometown and came for leisure, so he drove lightly and did not even report the itinerary to the relevant local leaders.

Therefore, today he appeared on the campus of Jiangzhou Medical University, with only his second son Zeng Yan by his side.

In fact, they came with Zeng Yan's lover and daughter, but the weather was too hot, and the little girl had ultraviolet allergies, so she stayed in the parking lot and waited.

The predecessor of Jiangzhou Medical University is Zeng Xiangguo's alma mater, and his feelings for this place are quite deep, and before he knew it, the father and son lingered on the campus for more than two hours, and the two bottles of drinks they brought with them when they entered the school had already been drunk.

When he saw his son fall, Zeng Xiangguo's guess, like everyone else, was suffering from heat stroke.

Don't look at Zeng Yan is tall and burly, but in fact, he has diabetes, and he is engaged in scientific research, and the things he usually touches are also harmful to his body, so his physical fitness is not good, and it can almost be described as very poor.

trotted to Zeng Yan's side, and when Zeng Xiangguo squatted down, Zeng Yan reluctantly smiled at him, but he couldn't speak.

"You're his family, aren't you?" A student next to him asked, "He may have suffered from heat stroke, can we help you carry him to the shade of a tree?" ”

"Thank you, let's take a break." Zeng Xiangguo took a step back and nodded to the enthusiastic student.

People who fall down can't be helped, this is the consensus of urban residents in contemporary society, because good intentions may not be rewarded, in case of blackmail, you can stick yourself in. But the person who fell down has family members around him, which is much easier, and the students don't mind helping.

Soon, the three boys took their places and discussed the division of labor, one supported the armpit and the other raised the leg, because Zeng Yan was relatively tall, so these three people were also recognized as strong men, and they were definitely qualified for this job.

The man under his armpit squatted down, and his hands had just stretched out before he touched Zeng Yan's body, when he suddenly heard a sound from outside the crowd.

"Stop, don't touch him!"

This voice was urgent and loud, which startled everyone present, and then saw the school's influential figure, Wang Zhuo, who had the nickname of Wang Dao, separated from the crowd, walked over quickly, and pushed the two boys standing at Zeng Yan's feet back a step with some anxiety.

"Wang Zhuo," someone among the onlookers knew Wang Zhuo, and hurriedly explained: "This person's relatives are here, and they agreed that we would carry him outside the stadium to escape the heat." ”

Another boy also smiled and said: "Yes, Director Wang, don't follow your heart, this is Jiangzhou and not Nanjing, and there is no one named Peng Yu among our people." ”

The surrounding students laughed one after another, it is no longer news that Nanjing Peng Yu kindly helped the old lady to be sentenced to pay 70,000 yuan, time has passed, and everyone has taken this incident as a joke.

Wang Zhuo ignored them, but turned to Zeng Xiangguo and said solemnly: "His condition is not heat stroke, he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately!" ”

"What's not heat stroke?" A boy next to him who looked at Wang Zhuo unpleasantly sneered: "On such a hot day, isn't it heat stroke, is it a stroke?" Or do you think this big brother came to the school to touch porcelain? ”

The boy who spoke, Wang Zhuo, knew that he was also a freshman who entered the school last fall, and his family background was not weak, so he entered the student union, because Wang Zhuo had become the leader of the student union officers in this year, and this one regarded Wang Zhuo as a competitor.

Wang Zhuo glanced at him, didn't say anything, but said to Zeng Xiangguo again: "This person is your son, I suspect that he is a symptom of cerebral hemorrhage, it is the noon rush, and the ambulance is likely to encounter traffic jams when it drives here, you had better find a car immediately and send him to the hospital." ”

"Cerebral hemorrhage?!" Zeng Xiangguo was stunned on the spot, his first thought was not to believe it, his son was only thirty-six years old, how could he have a cerebral hemorrhage?!

"Satsuki!"

Wang Zhuoke didn't have time to wait for him to accept the facts, so he took out the car key directly from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Siqing's hand, who had just squeezed into the crowd: "Quick, go and drive my car over, drive directly to the court, and the patient should try to move as little as possible!" ”

Qin Siqing held the key, glanced at Wang Zhuo with a serious expression, turned around and ran.

Wang Zhuo turned his head to look at Geng Bin and a few others, and said hurriedly: "A few of you go and clear the car barrier from here to the North School Gate, and the people will stay in place to guard, and they will go out as soon as the car comes in!" ”

A few boys were still a little hesitant, Wang Zhuo frowned, Geng Bin dragged the others and took the lead and hurriedly ran away.

After arranging it, Wang Zhuo immediately walked to Zeng Yan's side, gently lifted his left arm on his chest and put it on the ground, and then pulled his head so that his face was tilted to one side.

This is the first step in caring for a patient with intracerebral haemorrhage by lying on their back with their head tilted to prevent sputum or vomit from flowing into the trachea and causing asphyxia.

(To be continued)