20 years of teaching

Chapter 2 Cooling Compression Hemostasis

"I'm calling for help, don't you have ears?" Seeing Lin Feifan coming, Fan Qiang became angry from embarrassment, "Go away if you gloat! It's all your fault... ouch!"

Lin Feifan looked innocent: "How can you blame me?"

"I'm finished, I might be disabled!" Fan Qiang felt like his whole body was falling apart.

Lin Feifei quickly checked and confirmed that Fan Qiang was fine, "Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with anything, it's just a little nosebleed."

Bending sideways, with one hand propped on the ground, Fan Qiang tried to move his muscles and bones, revealing his undetected buttocks...

Lin Feifan exclaimed, "Oh, it's all broken!"

"Where is it broken? Face?" Fan Qiang touched his face, found that his hands were covered with blood, and collapsed instantly, "My face! Woo-woo..."

Ugliness is born and cannot be changed.

To be disfigured tragically, adding another layer of frost to the snow!
Worried that it will be difficult to find a wife in the future, Fan Qiang cried and cried, very sad.

Lin Feifei checked Fan Qiang's painted face again, and confirmed that the blood was coming from his nostrils, and there was no wound on his face.

"Stop crying, are you ashamed? Your face is intact and not broken." Lin Feifei glanced at Fan Qiang's butt, worried, "Does your lower body hurt?"

"My feet seem to be hurting." Fan Qiang stopped crying, wiped away his tears, and tried to stand up.

Unexpectedly, the nosebleed was like a flood that burst a bank, surging forward, as if being stabbed with a butcher's knife.

"It's terrible, lie down!" Lin Feifan pressed Fan Qiang so that he lay flat on the ground.

Seeing a faucet not far away, I ran to the faucet quickly, took out my pocket, and it was empty.

As a first aider of the Provincial Scarlet Letter Association, Lin Feifan sorted out some first aid knowledge about hemostasis in his mind.

time is life!

I can't care less!Lin Feifan quickly took off a sock and drenched the sock thoroughly.

"Close your eyes, and I'll stop the bleeding." Lin Feifan put the dripping socks on Fan Qiang's nose, and pinched the nostrils tightly through the socks.

With the dual effects of cooling and compression, the nosebleed really stopped quickly.

After continuing to compress for a while, Lin Feifan let go of his hand and threw the blood-stained sock into the grass.

Fan Qiang sat up, flapping his nose, feeling something was wrong with the smell.

Where did the stinky salted fish come from?

"What did you cover my nose with?"

"Sock." Lin Feifei took off the other sock and threw it into the grass.

"Ugh-vomit-" Fan Qiang retched, struggled to stand up, and ran towards the faucet with a limp.

Bend down, turn your head sideways, and turn on the water.

Hurrah, splashes of water.

After washing for a long time, Fan Qiang gave up and cursed angrily: "Lin Feifan, you actually covered my nose with a stinky sock, your wicked belt is smoking, you have evil intentions, and you deliberately hurt me!"

He was scolded for saving people with good intentions. Lin Feifan planned to be wicked to the end: "It is a pioneering work to stop nosebleeds with wet socks! You have no conscience, you have to pay for my socks."

beep-

"Hey, help me pick up the car!" Fan Qiang found that Chunlan Leopard was lying on the ground, and the engine hadn't turned off yet.

He intentionally limped badly and looked very painful, and yelled "Ouch" when he took a step, pretending to be pitiful.

Fan Qiang knew that he would not be able to support this 300-jin steel guy.

"I'm not as knowledgeable as you." Lin Feifei's heart softened, and he walked over to lift up the motorcycle easily, without using much strength at all, and his movements were light and coherent.

What a great effort!
No wonder girls like Lin Feifan so much!

The vinegar jar was suddenly knocked over again, Fan Qiang felt very sad.

"Is your leg okay?" Lin Feifei found that Fan Qiang was having trouble walking.

Fan Qiang grinned: "It's okay, I have to report to Principal Xu immediately."

"I think you should go home first." Lin Feifei looked at Fan Qiang's pants and said.

"Can't go to work with such a little injury? I won't listen to you." Fan Qiang limped back to the faucet and washed his nose again.

Lin Feifan stared at Fan Qiang's buttocks and said with a smile, "Does it make you happier to wear red trousers on the first day of work?"

Fan Qiang was shocked: "How did you know? Did you peek?"

"Peeping at your sister!" Lin Feifei was anxious about the assignment, and changed the subject, "Are you really here for work today?"

Fan Qiang said triumphantly: "Yes! President Xu personally called me yesterday and asked me to report today, so that I can arrange the teaching tasks tomorrow and start class the day after tomorrow."

Lin Feifei frowned tightly, so anxious!
If you cannot go to Lingnan High School to work, you will most likely be assigned to Jinghu Junior High School.

That is the school with the lowest teaching performance in the county every year!A large number of students go out to study, and a small group drop out.

Those who stayed in Jinghu Junior High School were almost all poor students who could not afford expensive borrowing fees.

This year, there was a super flood, and all the crops in the surrounding villages were soaked in the water. The water in the lake has not receded for a long time, and there is no guarantee that there will be any crops.

Many houses were flooded, and the victims did not even have a place to live. It is estimated that there are more children who cannot afford the high amount of tuition and miscellaneous fees.

I heard that the welfare of Jinghu junior high school teachers is not generally bad, and the management level of the principal is not bad.

The entire school is in a state of disarray, like a plate of scattered sand...

It would be heartbreaking to work in such a dying school!

Cousin should help, right?

When he was just admitted to the teacher college, my father asked his cousin, who was the principal of Lingnan High School, to help him plan the graduation assignment three years in advance.

Uncle Biao said at that time that he could directly enter Lingnan High School to work after graduation.

During the three years of studying at the teacher’s college, on the first day of the first lunar month every year, under the arrangement of my father, I carried things early in the morning to pay New Year’s greetings to my cousin.

The home-grown peanuts, sesame, black melon seeds and other agricultural and sideline products are harvested and dried, and a bag full of the strongest and plump ones will be selected and given to my uncle.

Every year at the end of the twelfth lunar month, the lucky pig at home will send dozens of catties of pork to my uncle, along with pork kidneys, pig hearts, and pig ears.

After three years, my cousin’s family moved to a new house, my daughter got married, my aunt got sick and was hospitalized, a small house was built behind the big house, I bought a new motorcycle, my cousin got injured when he was riding a bike...

Congratulations on happy events, condolences on worrying events, and the family did not miss red envelopes.

……

Seeing Lin Feifei thinking silently, Fan Qiang started his motorcycle and was about to leave.

"Look at your butt." Lin Feifei reminded directly.

Fan Qiang quickly turned his head to look at his buttocks, only to see a large piece of his pants was torn in the middle of his buttocks, and the red trousers were clearly visible inside, and there was also a hole...

If you go directly to work, you will be called a pervert!

"I have to go home first." Fan Qiang hurriedly got on the motorcycle, turned a corner, and drove out of the school at high speed.

"Riding so fast, I will definitely have to..." Lin Feifei hurriedly stopped talking, worried that the curse would come true again, "Ride slower and pay attention to safety!"

After washing his hands indiscriminately, he quickly rode on the bicycle and rushed to the rear of the campus at lightning speed.

Lin Feifan was eager to see his cousin and asked about his graduation assignment.

(End of this chapter)