Three Punches

　　Jing Xiaoran quickly ran to the classroom next door.

　　In the classroom, a little boy fell to the ground while his desk and chair were lying on the ground.

　　"Gold, what's the matter?" Jing Xiaoran frowned.

　　Jin Mian is in charge of this classroom, mainly managing the classroom order.

　　If there was a safety accident on the first day, it would be devastating to their cram school.

　　At this time, a middle-aged uncle had already ran to the little boy, helped the little boy up, and checked whether he was injured.

　　"I don't know." Jin Mian's face was full of sweat, and he swallowed.

　　This scene happened too suddenly, and the little boy fell to the ground along with the table and chairs.

　　"Just as Xiaomei was preparing to give a lecture, this little boy fell from his seat without warning."

　　Although the number of people today exceeded their expectations, there are still a lot of gaps between the seats, so they won't be overwhelmed, right?

　　"Uncle, your child is okay." Jing Xiaoran stepped forward and asked. The parent held the child in his arms, and he couldn't see how the child was currently.

　　"It's okay." The middle-aged uncle smiled carelessly. "He has poor eyesight, and he will fall if he doesn't pay attention."

　　"And I just checked, there is no injury on his body."

　　"Uncle, go to the hospital for an examination, what if?"

　　"Don't worry, it's not your fault."

　　The middle-aged uncle straightened the table and chairs, and the little boy sat back on the chair, looking like he wanted to continue listening to the class.

　　Jing Xiaoran only noticed at this time that this little boy looked about 8 years old and was wearing thick glasses.

　　"Okay, it's okay, I'll delay you." The middle-aged uncle apologized, "You can start."

　　Jing Xiaoran calmly followed the middle-aged uncle out of the classroom.

　　In the classroom, Liu Xiaomei saw that the matter had been settled, and began to lecture.

　　"Today I will tell you how to write composition..."

　　"Jin Jin, you go to the next classroom, I'll watch it here." Jing Xiaoran whispered to Jin Mi.

　　Jin Miao nodded and left.

　　At the beginning of the trial session, most parents chose to wait outside the classroom, while a small number of parents placed a stool at the back of the classroom to accompany their children.

　　"Uncle, hello. My name is Jing Xiaoran and I am one of the persons in charge of this cram school."

　　The just middle-aged uncle was watching Liu Xiaomei's lecture through the window, and he immediately turned around.

　　"Hello, my last name is Zeng, you can call me Uncle Zeng." Zeng Yan smiled.

　　"That little boy was..." Jing Xiaoran asked.

　　Zeng Yan nodded: "He is my son, he is 10 years old and he is in the fifth grade."

　　"Uncle Zeng wants him to come to the cram school for summer vacation?" Jing Xiaoran asked for a topic casually.

　　"Well, my mother and I have to go to work during the holidays, and no one takes care of him." Zeng Yan said, "If he thinks the teacher here is good, then I will consider enrolling him in several courses.

　　Zeng Yan felt that Jing Xiaoran was here to promote his cram school, and he didn't care too much.

　　"I will definitely give Uncle Zeng a discount at that time." Jing Xiaoran smiled.

　　"Thank you then."

　　Suddenly, Jing Xiaoran put away his smile.

　　"Uncle Zeng, ask you something."

　　"Huh?" Zeng Yan looked at Jing Xiaoran puzzledly, "you said."

　　"Has your son been like this since he was a child?"

　　Zeng Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Well, he learned to walk relatively late when he was a child. After he could walk, he often fell over for no reason."

　　"Have you never been to the hospital?"

　　"I saw it, and went to the county hospital for a comprehensive examination. It was said that the child was born with high myopia and couldn't see the road clearly, so he fell frequently."

　　"But I think he wore glasses today, but they still fell."

　　Zeng Yan smiled: "That's a lot less than before. Now I occasionally fall down once or twice, and I don't care when I get used to it."

　　"Yeah." Jing Xiaoran nodded, "Does the child have any other symptoms?"

　　Zeng Yan looked suspicious: "You...you are a doctor? Isn't that right, a medical student?"

　　Jing Xiaoran did not deny, but did not nod his head either.

　　"The child of a relative had similar symptoms, so I asked."

　　"What's the disease of your relative's child?" Zeng Yan asked.

　　"brain tumor."

　　Jing Xiaoran looked at Zeng Yan, and said these three words every single word.

　　"Huh?" Zeng Yan was startled. "Brain tumor? Impossible. My son could not be. He had checked it before."

　　"Then your son gets tired easily and likes to sleep?"

　　"Can't concentrate..."

　　"More importantly, his development cannot keep up with children of the same age."

　　Zeng Yan was stunned. He glanced at his son who was always looking around in the classroom.

　　His face was very ugly, because every symptom Jing Xiaoran said was correct.

　　"Uncle Zeng, I suggest you have time to take your child to the hospital."

　　"You can go to the city and check the MRI of your brain."

　　Jing Xiaoran said it all, and he couldn't control the rest.

　　"Thank you." The smile on Zeng Yan's face had disappeared long ago, and he clutched the guardrail of the window sill tightly.

　　The two were silent for a moment.

　　"Can you write it down for me? Is there any test or a recommended hospital?" Zeng Yan said.

　　Jing Xiaoran took out a pen and paper and wrote down the examinations for a brain tumor.

　　"Do you have a recommended doctor? You think my son has a problem at a glance. You should know a lot about it."

　　Jing Xiaoran was silent for a while before saying, "I'm sorry."

　　"Thank you anyway."

　　...

　　Liu Xiaomei's first trial session is over.

　　"Dad, the composition written by this teacher is very interesting."

　　Zeng Yan nodded and smiled: "Then we will come back next time."

　　"Are you not going to continue class today?"

　　"Dad is going to do something, we have a chance to come again."

　　"Ok."

　　After the first trial meeting was over, Zeng Yan hurried away with his son.

　　There is a ten-minute break in the middle of each game.

　　"Xiaomei, you are quite good." Jin Mian rushed over at the first time. "The response from the parents is very good."

　　"Yeah." Liu Xiaomei's eyes were bent into crescents, "I should be selected as the last candidate."

　　"I think it will work." Jin Miao affirmed.

　　"Thank you." Liu Xiaomei smiled sweetly.

　　"These two people..." Jing Xiaoran smiled and shook his head, "It looks like something is really going on!"

　　The trial lectures on the first day are all over.

　　Except for underestimating the number of parents, every trial lecture was successfully completed.

　　In addition, each parent will fill out a questionnaire to select their favorite teacher.

　　"Golden, tell everyone, I will have a meal together after the trial meeting tomorrow, and I will treat you." Jing Xiaoran said.

　　"Yeah. Aunt Zhou Cui'e came to ask again. I told her what you told me, and she agreed." Jin Mian said.

　　"Well. Two or three such offline agents can be developed." Jing Xiaoran said, "but there can be no more, otherwise the gains will not be worth the loss."

　　When it comes to the official registration,

Jing Xiaoran was not sure how many people could be recruited.

　　...

　　After dinner, Jing Xiaoran went to the county hospital.

　　The familiar smell of disinfectant, and the familiar white coat.

　　In the meantime, Jing Xiaoran felt a long-lost throbbing, this throbbing with a trace of resistance.

　　The Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology is on the 13th floor of the Surgery Building.

　　Come to the nurse's station.

　　"Hello, my sister is hospitalized in the obstetrics and gynecology department. Her name is Jinghui. I want to ask where she is."

　　"Wait, let me check."

　　The young nurse raised her head and lowered her head, flipping through the list of hospitalizations in her hand.

　　"Sorry, there is no such patient in our department, did you go wrong?" the little nurse said.

　　"Aren't you obstetrics and gynecology?" Jing Xiaoran glanced at the house number and pointed.

　　"But I think you are not too old, are you sure your sister is in our obstetrics and gynecology department?" the little nurse asked rhetorically.

　　"It's the girl who came to the emergency room last night." Jing Xiaoran explained.

　　The little nurse raised her head and looked at Jing Xiaoran carefully.

　　"Are you the girl's brother?" the little nurse said.

　　"Well, I took him to the emergency room last night." Jing Xiaoran said.

　　"She was transferred to the ICU this morning."

　　Jing Xiaoran was stunned: "This operation is not difficult, right?"

　　The little nurse rolled her eyes: "It's not difficult, why don't you do it yourself?"

　　"I..." Jing Xiaoran was speechless for a while.

　　Well, he really can't do it.

　　"Then do you know her specific situation?" Jing Xiaoran tried to keep smiling.

　　"I don't know, I don't know." The little nurse said blankly.

　　"You..." Jing Xiaoran was helpless, "Sister Nurse, just tell me which ICU she transfers to, A or B?"

　　"I look older than you?" The little nurse snorted coldly, "ICU A zone!"

　　"Thank you."

　　This is the first time Jing Xiaoran has communicated with a nurse as a family member. He is more and more able to understand the feelings of being a family member.

　　Go to the elevator entrance.

　　The elevator went up to the 13th floor, the elevator door opened, and a familiar person walked out.

　　"Xiao Ran?" Chen Yanfang was a little surprised, "Come to see Xiaohui?"

　　Jing Xiaoran nodded: "Mother, I heard that Xiaohui was transferred to the ICU? There was a problem with the operation?"

　　"Oh, there is no problem with the operation." Chen Yanfang sighed, "The delay was too long, the amount of bleeding was too much, and the postoperative infection was complicated."

　　"It's good to survive this period of time." Jing Xiaoran comforted, "When the body's nutrition keeps up, the recovery will be faster."

　　"Thank you." Chen Yanfang said, "Wait a little while, I'll take the daily necessities that I have left, and go to the ICU together later."

　　"Okay." Jing Xiaoran didn't refuse. Although Jing Hui might not be seen, he still went to have a look since he came.

　　At this time, Jing Xiaoran noticed a strange boy of 17 or 18 years old standing beside Chen Yanfang.

　　He closed his ears, wore black sportswear, and followed Chen Yanfang with a listless appearance.

　　In less than five minutes, Chen Yanfang came out with some daily necessities, followed by boys in black sportswear.

　　"He is Xiaohui's boyfriend." Chen Yanfang said coldly. She didn't even look at the boy in black sportswear. "Today I asked Xiaohui's father to find him..."

　　"boom..."

　　Before Chen Yanfang spoke, Jing Xiaoran hit the boy in black sportswear with a punch.

　　The boy in black was too late to react and was hit directly in the face.

　　"This punch is for Xiaohui to hit you."

　　Another punch!

　　"I hit you with this punch."

　　Punch again!

　　"The last punch was for you, a scumbag!"

　　Jing Xiaoran's three punches were extremely fast, and the black-clothed boy's face was drowned.

　　Not only did the boys in black sportswear fail to respond, Chen Yanfang did not respond.

　　"Xiao Ran, don't fight!" Chen Yanfang hurriedly stopped between the two guys, and she was also frightened by Jing Xiaoran's ferocious appearance.

　　This boy should be beaten, but he shouldn't be beaten to death!