The students rushed to the bottom of the high platform with a burst of exclamations, stretched out their arms, and steadily caught the fallen Yuyou. When everyone put her on the ground, they found her pale and confused.

The students gently placed Yu Yu on the soft grass.

Jiang Ruichen saw someone fainting for the first time, and he was frightened, and he immediately felt at a loss. His heart was pounding, and he walked over uneasily, only to see the girl on the ground with a face as pale as paper, her eyes closed, her slender body limp, and she had already lost consciousness.

Chenchen's heart tightened suddenly, and he felt a dull pain inexplicably, and his mind was turning over and over.

At that moment, for the first time, he felt the fear that was close to him, life was unpredictable, the world was changeable, life was so fragile, just like a newly formed bud on a branch, a new bud in the land, maybe just so inadvertently touched, it will disappear from this world......

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, for fear that such a perfect girl, such a beautiful and fresh life, would pass away......

There seemed to be a hot thing pouring out of his eyes, and Chen Chen wiped it with the back of his hand, and it turned out to be teardrops......

Still in danger, Nicholas pulled his cell phone out of his trouser pocket and dialed the number of the school clinic. Three minutes later, the school's school doctor, Debbie Fosan, was accompanied by two teachers.

Dr. Fersen skillfully propped up an emergency stretcher with a metal pole and, with the help of several classmates, lifted the unconscious Yuyou up.

She said with a serious expression: "I'm going to give Cynthia (Luo Yuyu's English name) a comprehensive examination, if the problem is serious, take her to the hospital, who wants to accompany her to the clinic?" ”

Wen Jin, Yi Ting, and Chen Chen all raised their hands in unison.

Miss Fussen, the school doctor, glanced at the thin Wen Jin and said, "Forget it," and then looked at the two boys and said, "It's okay to go alone, the patient needs to be quiet." ”

Dr. Ferson spoke too fast, and Yi Ting only understood a few words, so he whispered to Chenchen with a sad face: "You are good at English, you better go." ”

Chenchen nodded.

Wen Jin looked at the two big boys in front of him, one was strong and burly, with a simple and honest face, and the other was skinny and smart, with a resolute and intelligent face.

Wen Jin couldn't help but look at the skinny young man again, he was as thin as himself, he was wearing a pair of glasses, at this time, he nervously clasped his hands in front of his chest, because he clenched it too tightly, his knuckles were slightly white, and his nails seemed to be unaware of the back of his hand. Through the lenses, you can see that his dark inky pupils are looking straight at the girl on the stretcher, full of tenderness and concern.

Wen Jin felt that these eyes were very kind, as if they hid the wisdom of insight and understanding tolerance.

At this time, Luo Yu woke up and turned around, sat up from the stretcher on the ground staggeringly, and asked weakly, "What's wrong?" ”

Miss Verson motioned for her to lie down, and said, "You fainted just now. We went to the school clinic for a few tests. You don't move, just lie down. ”

As he spoke, the two teachers carried the stretcher, followed by Chenchen and Miss Fussen, and walked all the way to the clinic.

After the teachers left, Miss Fussen said to Chenchen, "I'm going to go in and check the ECG, EEG and blood pressure for Cynthia, please sit outside for a while." With that, he took Yu You's arm and entered the room inside.

Chenchen sat alone in the outside room waiting, looking at the large and small instruments that could not be named in the big room, and the neatly arranged file folders in the cabinet, Chenchen was in a daze, his mind was full of Yu You's haggard face and sloppy eyes, and he repeatedly muttered in his heart: Thank God, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up......

Despite this, Chenchen still can't stop speculating: Okay, why did you suddenly faint when you fainted? It can't be some terminal illness, right? Phew, Jiang Ruichen, you don't usually watch Korean dramas, how can you think so?

After a while, Miss Fusen opened the door and helped Yu You out. She settled Hayu on a hospital bed with white sheets against the wall, and after Hayu lay down, Miss Fussen walked over to the table near Tatsuchen, placed a stack of papers on it, and then turned and went back into the back room.

There were only two people left in the empty room, Chenchen and Yuyou, who were lying with their backs to Chenchen, still looking vain. The room fell silent again, and the ticking of the clock on the wall was audible.

Chen Chen was curious about what Miss Fusen had put on the table just now, and he leaned over to look at the table, which turned out to be the medical examination report of international students. This is a routine check-up for every international student who comes to the U.S. to attend school, and is referred to the doctor at the school's clinic before attending school.

Chenchen flipped through it casually and found that there was another report pressed under the physical examination report.

Chenchen felt strange in his heart, the health materials submitted by international students should be the same, how could there be one more? He instantly thought of Yu You's fainting just now, could it be a diagnosis report of some major disease? His heart began to pound again.

Chenchen stood up and cautiously opened the report, a phrase in the first line that jumped into his eyes: Selective Mutism.