As soon as Feng Hui shouted this, the classmates started to heak and whisper.

"Zheng Changyin, please leave. You can't touch Zhao Yong, we have to wait for the teacher to come. The squad leader also spoke. In his opinion, waiting for the teacher to come is the best way to deal with it.

Just now, some classmates have already run to the teacher.

Zheng Changyin didn't have time to respond, she was taking Zhao Yong's pulse. Zhao Yong's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, which made her very anxious.

Seeing Zheng Changyin look like a doctor, the students were puzzled. Everyone is just a high school student, how can she know how to see a doctor?

"Zheng Changyin, you hurry up and let go of Zhao Yong, you are not a doctor, don't pretend."

"You will hurt Zhao Yong, if something happens to him, it will be your responsibility!"

Feng Hui kept adding oil and vinegar to the side, eager to put the responsibility for Zhao Yong's fainting on Zheng Changyin.

"Shut up!"

Feng Hui was too noisy, Zheng Changyin couldn't help but shout and glared at her. The gaze was fierce, serious, and full of majesty. Feng Hui was immediately frightened, and he chuckled in his heart. Is this really Zheng Changyin? How did you completely change as if you were another person?

After drinking Feng Hui, Zheng Changyin did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately took out the acupuncture box from his schoolbag and took out the acupuncture needles.

The classmates were all dumbfounded. How could Zheng Changyin carry a needle with him? What is she going to do with the needle? Before everyone could react, Zheng Changyin had already stabbed Zhao Yong's acupoint in the middle of the person.

"Ahh

"She actually stabbed people with needles?"

The classmates exclaimed, and some timid female classmates covered their eyes and didn't dare to look.

"Zheng Changyin, what are you doing here?" The squad leader's voice trembled as he spoke. As soon as these words came out, Zheng Changyin applied another injection on the top of Zhao Yong's head.

Zheng Changyin didn't have time to explain, so he continued to apply needles and applied needles on the tips of Zhao Yong's ten fingers.

"Ahh

"Zheng Changyin she's crazy."

The screams of the classmates continued.

"What's going on?" The head teacher, Mr. Ding, hurried over.

As soon as he saw Teacher Ding, the class leader came to his senses and stammered: "Teacher, Changyin classmate her...... She ......, "The squad leader was so nervous that he couldn't even say a complete sentence."

In fact, there is no need for the squad leader to report. As soon as Mr. Ding saw that Zhao Yong's face, the top of his head, and his hands were pierced with needles, he lay motionless on the ground, and almost fainted.

Zhao Yong had an accident at school, as a class teacher, how did she explain to her parents? Zhao Yong's father is still the director of the county public security bureau! Teacher Ding's eyes suddenly turned black and his head went blank. If it weren't for the only remaining shred of responsibility, she would have fainted. As a class teacher, she has to be responsible for the students, so of course she can't faint at this time.

"Zheng Changyin, what did you do to Zhao Yong?" Teacher Ding held back the anger in his heart and asked first.

"He's suffering from heat stroke, and I'm helping him with first aid." Zheng Changyin didn't raise his head, his eyes kept staring at Zhao Yong's face, observing his reaction.

Heat stroke? Teacher Ding then remembered that her attention was focused on those silver needles, and she didn't even think about why Zhao Yong fainted.

"Then send him to the hospital!" Teacher Ding, who came to his senses, immediately remembered to send him to the hospital. Fainting from heat stroke is not a trivial matter, so you have to go to the hospital to find a doctor quickly.

"No need, I applied the silver needle, and he's fine." While speaking, Zheng Changyin was reaching out to take Zhao Yong's pulse.

Zhao Yong's pulse was calm and returned to normal, and Zheng Changyin also breathed a sigh of relief, and his frowning brows had already relaxed.

Teacher Ding blinked, his mouth opening and closing. Zheng Changyin What did she say? Got a silver needle? She knows acupuncture? How can it be? I didn't teach medicine in high school! Although Zheng Changyin's academic performance is good, it is impossible to understand medical skills. Zheng Changyin: Where does she get her confidence?

Teacher Ding was not the only one who was stunned, and the whole class showed expressions of disbelief.

Zheng Changyin did not explain, but unhurriedly pulled out the silver needle on Zhao Yong's body and took it back.

"Teacher, she lied, and she wasn't a doctor, how could she ......" Feng Huizheng said bad things about Zheng Changyin in front of Teacher Ding. But before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Yong's eyelids move and his fingers moved.

"Classmate Zhao Yong, he moved, he reacted!" The squad leader shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong's eyes slowly opened.

"What happened?"

"How could I be lying on the ground?"

With the support of the squad leader, Zhao Yong stood up and sat on the chair. He had no memory of what had just happened.

"Zhao Yong, you fainted from heat stroke just now, but it scared us.

"Fortunately, Zheng Changyin saved you."

"Chang Yin pricked a needle in your body, and you will wake up after a few punctures."

"Zhao Yong, do you hurt when you are stabbed?"

The students chattered, and all of a sudden it became lively.

Zhao Yong blinked, as if he remembered something. Before he lost consciousness, he felt a hot breath in his body rush up to his head, and he had difficulty breathing. Is it really as everyone said, after that, he fainted from heat stroke?

"Zhao Yong, how are you feeling now? Otherwise, let's go to the hospital for a check-up. Teacher Ding's words brought Zhao Yong back to his senses. Listening to what the teacher said, he really fainted from heat stroke just now.

"Teacher Xie cares, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital." After speaking, Zhao Yong looked at Zheng Changyin, bent down towards her and nodded: "Changyin, thank you for saving me." ”

"You're welcome." Zheng Changyin smiled slightly. Saving people is already her instinctive reaction, and she has developed a habit.

"Changyin, did you just apply acupuncture?" Teacher Ding's gaze turned to Zheng Changyin and asked curiously.

"Yes, I just applied needles to Zhao Yong's middle acupoint, Baihui acupoint, and Shixuan acupoint."

As soon as these words came out, the classroom was quiet, and the eyes of the students looking at Zheng Changyin were full of admiration. Zheng Changyin answered too professionally! Although, they don't know how to do acupuncture. However, Zheng Changyin blurted out so naturally, giving people the feeling of professionalism! Is she really just a high school student?

Teacher Ding's eyes shone with surprise. She had read first aid after heat stroke in a book, and these three acupuncture points were mentioned. Unexpectedly, Zheng Changyin not only understood, but also performed acupuncture accurately. She was proud to have this student.

"University, just apply for the University of Chinese Medicine." Teacher Ding proposed. In her opinion, Zheng Changyin knew acupuncture at a young age, and it would be a pity not to enroll in medical school.

Zheng Changyin nodded heavily, she just had this intention.

The teacher's favor for Zheng Changyin, and the students' admiration for Zheng Changyin made Feng Hui jealous. Holding back his mouth, he shouted: "Teacher, let's send Zhao Yong to the hospital for a check-up, so as not to be pierced and damaged." ”