The lack of blood supply to the brain is a disease that makes me feel very distressed. I don't know if there are many people my age and I have a disease! Anyway, in my own feelings, I think, there shouldn't be much. At least, in our city's high school campus, I haven't found a single student who has the same problem as me.

It's not a common disease, it's not like a cold or a sore throat, and you can't find many of them in a hundred. Anyway, I've never heard of a single person who also has a problem with insufficient blood supply to the brain. Maybe I'm lonely? Or maybe someone else has this problem, but they don't want to tell me? Anyway, among the thousands of students, plus our hundreds of teachers, I have not found a single person with the same symptoms of cerebral insufficiency as me.

However, as I thought when I was a child, asthma was not very common, but in this school, there are many people who have it. It's not just students who have asthma, teachers, especially those in the chemistry group, who really have asthma. Seven or eight out of ten chemistry teachers have asthma. I don't want to say too much because it would make me look disrespectful to other teachers.

It's just that I may have guessed why so many of the teachers in the chemistry group are sick or asthmatic, because those teachers have been in the chemistry lab every day since college. As we all know, when you do experiments in a chemistry lab, you may find some volatile substances invading your respiratory tract. If hydrochloric acid is a very acidic corrosive volatilization, it happens to be inhaled into your respiratory tract. Well, I guess, at least it won't be pleasant.

And those chemistry teachers have been running into the laboratory for many years as soon as they do experiments. How to put it, if ordinary people are exposed to such volatile gases once in their lives, it should not matter much. After all, that simple contact has nothing to do with it. A small contact will not bring much harm to the human body.

But the chemistry teachers are different. They're the ones who have to run into the lab every day or two! That chemical damage accumulates again and again, and slowly the person's respiratory tract will have problems. The problem may have been a mild upper respiratory tract infection at first, but it slowly turned into severe inflammation, and then they now have asthma with a high incidence rate.

No wonder Mo Ran often said to me, what is it called, don't study chemistry, the body of learning chemistry is not good, either you have asthma or pharyngitis. However, there is also an advantage of studying chemistry, that is, the usual salary is high! That's really high, and there are a lot of holidays on weekdays, as long as you're not a chemistry teacher.

Why do I think of so many things when I eat a bowl of chicken soup? I was so whimsical, I promised in front of my mom that I wouldn't think about anything, and after a while, I started to think cranky again. Alas, it's no wonder that among so many children who are nervous about studying in Degao High School, I am the only one who has this problem of insufficient cerebral blood supply.

Actually, speaking of my insufficient blood supply to the brain, I really want to thank Li Xinyang once! If it weren't for him desperately braving the rain and then running to the hospital with me in his arms, I really don't know if I would have survived. I really don't know, if it weren't for Li Xinyang, I would have just fallen asleep and lay silently on the cold floor.

I suddenly thought of the little hot pot we had that time, but unfortunately I fainted before I could take a bite. It was also at that time that I was found to have a problem with insufficient blood supply to the brain! An accident gave me special treatment, but what followed was also a special request!

I can't be too nervous to look at something, I can't let my mind think about something, I have to try not to imagine what I need to imagine. Usually when others need to memorize texts, I don't need to memorize the whole film, I can only copy it sentence by sentence, and then write it silently in the notebook. The slightest headache and I had to stop immediately.

And I can't exercise vigorously. For example, the last time I crossed the bridge to find Li Xinyang in the library, I ran wildly all the way, and then I had to let Li Xinyang carry me up to the third floor. I can't run long distances, not even short sprints. As soon as my brain blood supply was insufficient, I would faint. When others can still play, I can only sit silently and watch them play. I can't look at this and that, I can't, I can only envy from the sidelines. Watching others giggling and playing there, I can only envy from the sidelines.

I want to have fun like people my age! But the lack of blood supply to the brain has put a label on my life, and he told me that I am no longer a normal person. I'm just a sick patient. I need to put myself at ease, I can't do this, I can't do that. I'm just a patient!

Is it true that a patient is willing to be a patient? Can't I just be a person with aspirations? No! I just wanted to study hard for my final exam, but as a result, I fainted again and was sent to the hospital, where I was told by the doctor that I couldn't be nervous and that my studies could be postponed. Then I took a drip and sent it home, watching my mother cry because she was anxious for me and worried about me, but I couldn't do anything? Why did God do this to me! I also want to be a normal person and live happily like everyone else!

However, I have been labeled, and I can no longer live like a normal person. After drinking the chicken soup, I went back to the bedroom, and then lay on my bed, listening to the sound of cicadas chirping outside. Could it be that now I am tired of this world?

Actually, I was thinking about the dream I just had, what kind of dream world, there is a big desert. But I had promised my mother that I would stop thinking nonsense, so I didn't continue to think nonsense. After all, it's because I'm the reason why they're so worried, and I have to think about my dad and mom!

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little sleepy again. In a daze, I fell asleep again. I don't know, what kind of dreams will I have this time? In my dream, will I still be so panicked and powerless, without a partner to accompany me? Probably not!

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