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When Yu Jinle and Sister Chun rushed over, she thought she was standing about two meters away from Wang Zhichao with her arms folded, watching Lin Xinchu make a simple bandage for him-this distance is very delicate, and Wang Zhichao can attack and retreat. That cheap mouth could step forward and slap him at any time when he was angry; if he was disgusted by him, he could dodge quickly.

"How is it? Is there any cold compress?" Sister Chun asked.

"Don't waste time, I'll take him directly to the hospital after a simple treatment."

Sister Chun went over to take a look at Wang Zhichao's injury, but after wrapping it in gauze, she could hardly see the condition, only the exaggeratedly swollen hillock. She pondered for a while and said, "I'll take him there! You can use a bicycle When do you have to go!"

The school forbids students to drive motorcycles, and when she wants to talk about sending someone to the hospital, what she associates in her mind at this moment is the scene of her squad leader pedaling a bicycle to send Wang Zhichao with all her strength and sweat profusely.

Wang Zhichao's body is not small, and it hurts when he thinks about it.

"No teacher." While thinking about hooking his hand at Yu Jinle, Yu Jinle reflexively opened up the school uniform jacket he was thinking about and greeted him.

While trying to clap the keys in the coat pocket, Sister Chaochun winked and smiled, "I can carry this gorilla."

The sound of the key made it clear that it was not a bicycle key.

Miss Chun glared at him.

He giggled as he thought about it, and made it clear that if you don’t say it and I don’t say it, everyone won’t say it, then nothing happened. As long as you don’t get caught, there is room for maneuver in everything.

Of course, Sister Chun was speechless. Something happened to a student, but the school sports meeting was still going on here, and she still had to take care of the audience. Even if she wanted to send Wang Zhichao to the hospital, she had to find the prefect to arrange follow-up work. You can't leave a lot of people behind because of a single student.

If you have to wait, the injury will be delayed again.

And to put it bluntly, Wang Zhichao is a sports student, and if the injury is in this kind of joint, there is no delay at all.

At this time, there was a squad leader in the class with an ability to deal with emergencies that scored above A++, and Sister Chun's pressure was relieved a lot.

She went forward to check Wang Zhichao's injuries, and after confirming that she thought it could be dealt with, she turned around and told him: "I'll contact the parents, and I'll rush to the hospital as soon as I'm settled here. Contact me or the parents, and don’t make your own claims about everything.”

While thinking about nodding in response, he is really unambiguous in front of serious matters, and he is born with an aura that makes people trustworthy.

"I'll go with you, and I can lend a hand when needed." Yu Jinle said aside.

While trying to pull up the collar of his jacket, Wen Yan raised his head to look at him, and said disapprovingly, "What can happen, you stay here, don't mess around, you just sprained your foot and you don't want to go to the ICU."

Wang Zhichao was unhappy when he heard it from the sidelines, and said, "Is this still a brother and cursed me into the ICU!"

Thinking of being quarreled by him so that his head hurts, even his temples twitched, like being shot by a machine gun indiscriminately, he immediately slapped his uninjured shoulder with a "slap", "Shut up!"

Yu Jinle really has experience with the sprained ankle. He thought about it and made sure that he didn't feel flustered after he was sent to the hospital by himself, so he agreed.

The squad leader Bian has a serious and responsible attitude towards work, and the scope of work covers everything. One is worth ten. It is a must-have product for home travel, murder and arson...

While thinking about it, he explained: "I'll go and drive the car over, and you can help him to the door. Be careful, this bear is heavy!"

"I'll ask some people to help him over there." Sister Chun quickly answered from the side.

Thinking about it for a while: "Are you afraid that he will be injured a second time and will be directly disabled?"

Then he took a quick glance at Wang Zhichao, and waved his five fingers in front of everyone: "He's not so fragile, he can jump up and come back to life tomorrow, I bet fifty cents."

Seeing that Wang Zhichao was about to cry again, his ears were hurting, so he wanted to quickly find out the car keys and flash them away. Before he left, he did not forget to tell Yu Jinle to take his schoolbag away when he came home at noon.

He wanted to be able to convince everyone in class, but his ability to do things was really impossible to pick at. Even Wang Zhichao, who had trouble moving his legs and feet and had to rely on his mouth to argue with him, had to admit that In dealing with these emergencies and the follow-up situation, his brother showed a vigorous and resolute patriarchal style in every move.

At this time, the reliability shown by a person does not depend solely on the approval of the few words from the teacher.

That is the demeanor that can be captured with every gesture.

Sister Chun must have notified her parents when she had an accident, but Wang Zhichao contacted his mother on the phone by himself on the way. He is the only child and the heart of his parents. The frightened glass heart, his son bumped into a place where he couldn't see, and he had to be sent to the hospital. This is a very serious and terrible thing. He hasn't recovered from the notification from Sister Chun just now. Er heard his son's voice again, and there was a beep on the other end of the phone, which made the driver in front of him shiver in fright, and almost turned the front of the car to the safety island.

It wasn't a serious matter at first, but his mother made it seem like he had been disabled in several degrees. After finally comforting his mother softly all the way, the gate of the hospital was close in front of him.

The hospital is not far from Yuzhong, and it is still the one that Yu Jinlewei wanted to send him here when he was on his feet. The two children who were still wearing the school uniforms of Yuzhong had obvious characteristics. Just as they turned into the gate, there was a doctor in a white coat. He pushed the wheelchair and greeted him, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

"Is it Wang Zhichao and Bian Xiang's classmates?"

have to!Needless to say, it must be the handwriting of the Wang family, fearing that it will delay the injury of the precious son, it must be a shortcut for the arrangement.

Since someone above arranged it, he was happy to think about it, so he stopped at the door, helped Wang Zhichao into the wheelchair with the white coat, and then the white coat pushed Wang Zhichao inside, thinking about it before going to the parking lot to pick up the motorcycle. stop.

He didn't even need to register, he went to the orthopedics department as soon as he entered the hospital. He came here when Yu Jin Lewei was with him before, and even followed him to accompany him to change his medicine a few times.

This kind of green channel is efficient, and while trying to follow them to the department, Wang Zhichao has already been pushed by the nurse to take a film.

What?Queue to call number?That doesn't exist!

He randomly found a chair in the corridor and sat down.

After being injured for a hundred days, he thought that before the winter vacation, Wang Dasha would have to squat in the classroom.

Definitely going to scream again.

He had been running and rushing all morning, and he never let go of a tense tendon. Now he sat down, and when he stretched his arms, his muscles and bones crackled as if they were powered on. After a pass, he pressed the back of his neck and moved his head from side to side, from side to side, from side to side, back and forth, and then slumped there drastically. His long legs pointed outward as if there was not enough room to stretch them out, and he forced himself He put on an ecstasy posture.

During this period of time, his energy can be said to be completely exhausted, and the environment in Yuzhong determines that he must at least keep his studies at the usual level while he is busy with his own work.The position of squad leader came by accident back then, but he has been re-elected unknowingly until now. Every teacher in the school knows that no matter which class they want to be assigned to, the backbone of that class is naturally formed.

In other classes, the first thing in the school year is to be busy with voting and self-recommendation for the position of class leader. This kind of thankless class leader position is actually not popular in the school. If you do well, you will at most get a compliment from the teacher. If you do well, you have to invite people to complain.

Human beings are creatures that seek good fortune and avoid evil. Not only can the position of a small squad leader not bring any substantial benefits, but the tedious chores will also take up their limited time every day, and it is easy to distract attention and consume energy, so there are often people who are elected squad leader The parents of the students came and applied to the class teacher for dismissal.

Only thinking about it is an anomaly.

It seemed that as long as he was there, that class would naturally be his responsibility.

Yes, responsibility.

His father's education for him since he was a child is to face up to responsibility.

Bian Zhenhua has always given people a very upright demeanor. Those various piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, Olympiad and martial arts special classes, all kinds of charming and practical training have been out of touch with Bian since he was a child, because his father firmly believes that no matter how gorgeous The accumulation of others is only a superficial embellishment, and having a solid foundation of humanity is the foundation of being a human being.

His only requirement for his only son is to act cautiously and take responsibility.

There are no long speeches or earnest words, just four words that seem to be forbidden, which seem hard and impersonal, but they carry his sustenance to the other side.

This is a rather abstract concept.

Not to mention that when he heard the word "responsibility" for the first time, he couldn't even count the Arabic numerals 0-9. Even now that he has reached the critical age of [-], he still doesn't understand the meaning of this word.

Thinking about it, I still haven’t fully realized the benefits that responsibility will bring to my life. Apart from saying it from his father, this word is more often issued from the teacher at the end of the semester along with the grades. Seeing the comments, they seem particularly empty and stylized, because almost every class has the same words more or less appear in the comments.

It’s just that over the years, he has already cultivated a kind of tenacity that is so deep that it almost melts into the bone marrow: if you don’t take over the work, it’s fine, but if you are under the job responsibilities, regardless of the degree of difficulty, you must strive to be dedicated, enthusiastic, active, Loyalty, perfect the details in perseverance and persistence.

It's like agreeing to organize class activities, even if the school expressly prohibits it, even if the person in charge needs to bear most of the pressure, he will find a way to implement it.

Just like no one can be on the school-level activities, no matter how bad he is, he will force himself to appear on stage.

It's like he's obviously exhausted like a dog, as long as Miss Chun is dissatisfied with the phalanx slogan that their class committee came up with, he will have to fight it out.

……

No matter how big or small, it is all responsibility.

Tired?That is certain, but it has already become a habit on his shoulders.

In exchange for this, he is now able to maintain a calm enough mind to deal with some emergencies.

Sophisticated, stand in the world.

The path he will take in the future determines that he does not need too many flashy and redundant embellishments, and now he only needs to lay a solid foundation.

Wang Zhichao came back quickly after taking the film. The doctor with gray temples held the X-ray film, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and then said leisurely, "Young man, this is not the first time you have been injured!"

Can this kind of wild horse that jumps on the training ground every day not be injured?It's like playing basketball casually and you can get yourself sprained! That's right!

The conclusion is that the ligament is strained and the tendon is damaged, the bone is not injured and the ligament and tendon are not torn, so conservative treatment is enough.

So at this moment the nurse is holding an ice pack and applying cold compresses to Wang Zhichao.

"You're lucky." Bian Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Zhichao is a sports student, the kind who goes for extra points in the college entrance examination. His feet are much more precious than those of ordinary peers.