At nearly eleven o'clock on Sunday morning, Yu Zhiming, his eldest sister, fourth sister, and Gu Lime came to the campus of Binhai Jiaotong University together.

Today's weather is not bad for the military trainees, there is a thin layer of clouds in the sky that obscures the sun, and it is not very sunny.

It's just a stuffy feeling, and there are still some.

Along the way into the campus, Yu Zhiming and the others saw from time to time that in the large open space between the buildings, one after another class teams wearing camouflage uniforms were practicing in line or walking in steps under the loud instructions of the instructor.

From time to time, they could see one or two people being pulled out of the queue and being trained individually.

Most of the reasons are because of the abduction.

"Old Five, is crutches a disease?"

This question was asked by Yu Xiangwan, but Gu Lime also straightened his ears.

Yu Zhiming recalled what he had learned and said: "It can't be said to be a disease, after all, it has no impact on life." ”

After a pause, he continued: "The reasons for the appearance of the crutch can be roughly divided into two, one is congenital, that is, the cause of the brain itself. ”

"The other type is the desire to cover up in a situation of high mental tension."

Yu Zhiming further explained: "Congenital, this is mostly related to the poor bilateralization of the brain. ”

"To put it simply, it is the incomplete differentiation of the left and right sides of the brain. After such people are stimulated by the outside world, the brain cannot give instructions in time to make the body respond reasonably. ”

"The external manifestations of people like them are crutches, poor sense of direction, and other mistakes in gymnastics and dance."

"As for mental stress, it refers to being overly nervous and trying to do something better, and the result is often counterproductive."

"This kind of person has a crutch at the beginning, and the more you correct it, the more likely it will be that you can't correct it."

Yu Zhiming pointed not far away, and a guy almost turned sideways in the chuckle of his classmates, walking sideways like a crab.

"He must have been too nervous."

"The crutches caused by these two reasons can be corrected by the acquired training."

"It's just because of congenital reasons, and it's more difficult to correct."

At this time, the sound of scolding clearly entered Yu Zhiming's ear drums.

"Do you want your reflex arc to circle the earth?"

"Why is the reaction so slow?"

"Listen to me...... Turn right...... Turn left...... Turn back ......"

"You're just mad at me, aren't you?"

"I can tell you, I've dealt with a lot of new recruits, and you're far worse than them......"

Yu Zhiming and his entourage turned around a teaching building, and saw that in the small square seven or eight meters away, an instructor was almost face to face, roaring at a college freshman man.

"Stand upright, stand in a military posture for half an hour!"

Then, the instructor strode to the side of the class queue and shouted, "All of them have ......."

"Stand upright, half an hour of military posture!"

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but glance at it again, implicating the unlucky people in the entire class.

It is estimated that this guy will be "remembered" by the whole class, and he will live a hard life for some time.

However, it was this glance that made Yu Zhiming immediately turn around and walk briskly towards this unlucky bastard.

The unlucky ghost is thin and tall, and wears glasses, his face is a little pale, and he has the standard image of a weak scholar.

What attracted Yu Zhiming's attention was the sweat on his face, the sweat that gathered on the tip of his nose and chin, like beads with broken threads, dripping down one after another.

Sweating like rain is an exaggerated rhetorical description.

However, it is not a good sign that something like this does happen in people.

This often means that the body, especially the viscera, is overclocking in a way that exceeds its limits.

In the process of approaching the college student who was punished for standing in a military posture, Yu Zhiming noticed that his body was shaking from side to side, but his lips tightened, and he stood firm with a stubborn face.

He strode up to the college student in the penalty posture, reached out directly, and pressed it on his chest.

The heartbeat that was like a rapid snare drum seemed to be hitting Yu Zhiming's palm, and it seemed that the heart was about to jump out of his chest in the next moment.

, his heart rate actually reached one hundred and sixteen.

"Hey, who are you?"

"What are you doing?"

The instructor, as well as the youth counselor who was standing in the shade on the side, saw Yu Zhiming's movements and walked over quickly.

Yu Zhiming ignored them, shook the hands of the college student, and looked at his eyes that seemed to be a little confused.

"Do as I say, and shake my hands firmly."

Two or three seconds later, Yu Zhiming got a response.

It's just that the strength of the other party's handshake is far below his age, and the strength of his body should be.

"What's wrong with you?"

The college student muttered, "Dizzy...... Disgusting......"

The counselor who walked quickly to the front also saw that something was wrong with his student.

"Did you get heat stroke?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "The body temperature is not high, it's not heat stroke." Sluggishness, weakness of limbs, dizziness and nausea, tachycardia......"

"I suspect he's having a hypokalemia attack."

Hypokalemia can be said to be a relatively common condition in the student population.

Low potassium, for students, is mainly caused by picky eating, excessive consumption of carbonated drinks such as cola, etc.

Excessive sweating and excessive consumption of carbonated beverages in hot days can cause a rapid loss of potassium in the cells, which can lead to a massive attack of hypokalemia.

There is a certain chance that this will cause serious problems such as heart rate imbalance and cardiac arrest.

"It may be life-threatening, and it should be taken to the hospital immediately......"

Before Yu Zhiming finished speaking, the college student in front of him was picked up by the instructor and ran quickly towards the north.

Yu Zhiming was stunned for a moment.

The counselor on the side, after a short period of stunned, also hurriedly chased after him......

After a while, the instructor and the counselor disappeared one after the other.

Seeing this, Yu Zhiming took a few steps to the class queue that was a little overwhelmed and was still standing in a military posture.

He loaded a large clove of garlic and gave orders in a serious voice, "All have ......"

"Disband! Rest in place! ”

Subsequently, Yu Zhiming walked with an unhurried pace, joined the eldest sister, the fourth sister and Gu Lime who were waiting on the side, and continued to walk towards the School of Finance.

Yu Zhaoxia asked, "Then the student will be fine, right?" ”

Yu Zhiming introduced softly: "The medical school of Binhai Jiaotong University ranks among the top in the country, and the strength of the school hospital will not be weak. ”

"Hypokalemia is a relatively common disease, and the university hospital must have rich experience in dealing with it."

"That student, as long as there is no cardiac arrest, it is not a big problem, and after a few bottles of liquid, it will be fine."

A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming and his entourage wandered to the School of Finance, and saw that in the large open space in front of the teaching building, three classes were doing queue training under the orders of the instructor.

Fu Xiaoxue is 167 tall, which can be regarded as slim.

It didn't take much for them to find the little guy in a class queue with a short ponytail and a frown at them.

Yu Zhiming waited in the shade of the tree next to him for a minute or twenty, and when it was time for lunch, their queue was disbanded.

Fu Xiaoxue was like a bird, fluttering her arms and running to Yu Zhiming's approach, and hugged his arm.

"Uncle, in the past three days, I'm worried about you to death, and the matter is over, right?"

Yu Zhiming took off the camouflage military hat on Fu Xiaoxue's head, and said with a chuckle: "It's all over, don't worry about it in the future." ”

"Let's go eat first, and talk while we eat."

Fu Xiaoxue sighed, and shouted sweetly to Yu Zhaoxia, "Mom".

Then, she set her sights on the ancient lime.

"Aunt Gu, hello!"

"My aunt has told me about you more than once, and you are even more beautiful than in the photos."

Gu Qinglime smiled happily and said, "Xiaoxue, you are also beautiful." ”

After a pause, she corrected again: "Xiaoxue, I'm not a few years older than you." ”

"Let's talk about each other, you can call me Sister Lime."

"You're so old, and you still call me aunt, I always feel like I'm called a lot older by you......"