Ding Yaqin's body is congenitally weak brought out of her mother's womb. The family has been carefully raised, and because the humid climate of Tan'an County is suitable for her to recuperate, she was sent to Tan'an County.

Unexpectedly, she passed the embroidery test and had to let her enter the embroidery school in the county.

But after enrolling, her condition worsened. The accompanying doctor diagnosed that he needed a place with more humid air to recuperate. After several surveys, Nanfeng Town was selected.

Due to the climate, although the aura of the Yunzhitang embroidery school in Nanfeng Town is not as good as that of Tan'an County, it is more suitable for her.

Wen Zhiyi knew her identity, so she was asked to sit in the first position as soon as she came. But no one expected that as soon as Ding Yaqin arrived, she was so frightened that she fainted.

Wen Zhiyi was the closest, and she quickly helped Ding Yaqin, and Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward to help.

What happened?

Blocked by Xu Sanchun, everyone couldn't see the scorpion, only saw Ding Yaqin fainting, and immediately discussed.

Only Wang Lichai and Zhou Fangchi have a number in their hearts. Zhou Fangchi's lips trembled in fright, and the hand on the desk trembled violently.

Woe to you!

These words firmly occupy Zhou Fangchi's heart.

She didn't know Ding Yaqin's identity, but she knew how powerful Wen Zhiyi was. If Ding Yaqin didn't have an extraordinary background, how could she be worthy of Wen Zhiyi's treatment?

Wang Lichai's face also turned white, she glared at Zhou Fangchi fiercely, and said silently with her mouth: "What are you panicking about?!" "I don't know what is going on, Zhou Fangchi made a mess of himself, isn't this a self-confession? !

This Zhou Fangchi is really useless!

What happened to the people in the back, Xu Sanchun didn't care at all. She was staring at the scorpion, slowly lowering the needlework basket she was carrying.

She's not afraid, but it's not fun to be stung by a scorpion.

However, it was obviously a dead scorpion, how did it come back to life?

Wu Jing won't lie to herself, there must be something strange in this.

The needlework basket was placed on the table, and the scorpion shook the pliers in his hand and fell off the edge of the needlework basket. Looking at the way it looks, it's not particularly bright.

This is in the classroom, and Ding Yaqin fell not far away. Xu Sanchun couldn't let this scorpion run rampant, looking around for something that could deal with it.

As soon as she got out of the way, several embroidery girls saw the scorpion staggering forward on the smooth table. The barbed tail spines that dragged behind it were so bright that it was chilling.

Suddenly, screams rang out one after another in the classroom, and there was a panic.

"There are scorpions!"

"Ahh Where did the scorpion come from? ”

"It's scary!"

This panic filled the entire classroom in an instant, and all the embroidery girls left their seats one after another and crowded to the back. That's a scorpion, who knows if it's poisonous or not, so naturally the farther away the better.

Wang Lichai's heart was beating a drum, and her palms were full of cold sweat. She had clearly seen it with her own eyes, it was a dead scorpion, how could she come back to life now?

Zhou Fangchi was even more frightened and her teeth chattered, and when she thought that she had taken this scorpion, a cool breath rose from her back spine. Fortunately, the expressions of all the women were similar, and she was very scared, and she couldn't show it.

In an instant, next to the desk, only Xu Sanchun, and Ding Yaqin, who fainted, and Wen Zhiyi and Xiaoyu who were supporting her.

Scorpion?

In embroidery, how can there be a scorpion?

Wen Zhiyi looked up and saw the scorpion crawling slowly on Xu Sanchun's desk. She felt a chill in her heart, Xu Sanchun stood only three steps away from the scorpion.

"Sanchun be careful!" Although Xu Sanchun was a little disappointed with her just now, she was always valued by Li Qing and instructed her to focus on the people she cared for.

Wen Zhiyi was in a hurry, just a scorpion, she naturally had a formation to deal with it. However, this will be holding Ding Yaqin in his hand, and he can't get out.

Xu Sanchun held her breath and nodded, of course she would be careful, she would not let herself get hurt. However, the others were so scared that Cai Niang and Xiaoyu couldn't get out, and they were the only ones who dealt with the scorpions.

She took two light steps towards the lesson plan, reached for an inkstone that had been placed on it, and came to the edge of her seat.

With her movements, everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the scorpion. Wu Jing covered her mouth and stared with wide eyes. Gui Yuan folded his hands worriedly and prayed for Xu Sanchun.

"Smack!"

only heard a crisp sound, and the inkstone in Xu Sanchun's hand smashed on the scorpion's body accurately. The half-cut tail thorn was half exposed, and it shook violently a few times, and then regained its composure.

Look, it should be completely dead.

The hearts of the people were finally put down.

Xu Sanchun didn't look at the dead scorpion again, and walked quickly to the unconscious Ding Yaqin to check her situation. I knew that she was so weak, and I should have told the truth, Xu Sanchun thought to himself.

With Wen Zhiyi's eyesight, she could naturally see that the scorpion was dead.

The appearance of scorpions in embroidery was originally a big deal. Where did this scorpion come from? will never appear in Xu Sanchun's sewing basket for no reason.

However, there is something more important at the moment, if Ding Yaqin has any accidents, she will not be able to escape the blame.

Seeing Xu Sanchun, Wen Zhiyi's heart warmed, this is a child who knows the general situation. Perhaps, I blamed her wrongly before.

Xu Sanchun does not know how to diagnose the pulse, but he has been exposed to first aid in modern society.

She first probed Ding Yaqin's snort, her breathing was weak but steady, and her heart was relaxed.

She took out the purse she had brought with her, which she used to prevent mosquitoes in the summer, and contained cloves, mugwort leaves, mint, calamus, herbs and other mosquito repellent herbs.

Everyone watched Xu Sanchun open the purse and pour all the medicinal materials inside on the table. He took out a silk handkerchief and spread it on the table, picked up a few medicinal herbs, twisted them into powder with his fingers on top of the silk handkerchief, and wrapped them in a silk handkerchief.

What is she doing?

Not only did the embroidery girls not understand, but Wen Zhiyi also didn't understand what she meant. It's just that since she seems calm and calm, I can't help but believe in her, believing that she must have a way.

Xu Sanchun stepped forward with a silk handkerchief bag containing herbs mixed with Huoxiang and mint, stretched out his right hand and pinched Ding Yaqin's middle force vigorously, and put the medicine bag on the tip of her nose so that she could smell the smell.

These two herbs are mixed together, pungent and refreshing, and it is a very special taste. Wen Zhiyi smelled this smell and understood Xu Sanchun's intentions. He and Xiaoyu helped Ding Yaqin together to give Xu Sanchun convenience.

Ding Yaqin frowned uncomfortably, but still didn't wake up.

Xu Sanchun didn't give up, pinched a few breaths, and then put the medicine bag on the tip of her nose to let her smell a few breaths, and so on.

Wang Lichai stood against the wall, her heart conflicted. I don't know whether to hope that Ding Yaqin will wake up, or that she will not wake up.