The most enlightened doctor

At nearly 11 o'clock on Sunday morning, Yu Zhiming, his eldest sister, fourth sister, and Gu Qingning came to the campus of Binhai Jiaotong University.

Today's weather is pretty good for military trainees. There is a thin layer of clouds in the sky that blocks the sun, so it doesn't get much sunlight.

It's just a sultry body feeling, but there is still some.

As they walked into the campus, Yu Zhiming and the others saw from time to time in the large open space between the buildings, one after another class teams wearing camouflage uniforms, practicing formation or walking in step under the instructor's loud instructions.

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

Most of the reasons are due to Shunguai.

"Lao Wu, is abduction a disease?"

This question was asked by Yu Xiangwan, but Gu Qingning also pricked his ears.

Yu Zhiming recalled what he had learned and said: "It can't be said to be a disease. After all, it has little impact on life."

After a moment of pause, he continued: "The reasons for the emergence of shunguai can be roughly divided into two types. One is innate, which is the reason of the brain itself."

"The other type is the desire to conceal oneself when one is under high mental stress."

Yu Zhiming further explained: "It is congenital, and this is mostly related to poor bilateralization of the brain."

"To put it simply, it means that the left and right differentiation of the brain is incomplete. After these people are stimulated by the outside world, the brain cannot make timely instructions to allow the body to make a reasonable response."

"The external manifestations of people like them are problems such as smooth turning, poor sense of direction, and other errors in gymnastic dance."

"As for mental stress, it means that when you are overly nervous and want to do something better, the results are often counterproductive."

"This kind of people appear to be obedient at the beginning. The more you correct them, the more likely they will not be able to correct them."

Yu Zhiming pointed to a guy not far away, who almost turned sideways and walked sideways like a crab amid the chuckles of his classmates.

"He must be too nervous."

"Clinical walking caused by these two reasons can be corrected through acquired training."

"It's just caused by congenital reasons, and it's more difficult to correct."

At this time, a scolding sound came clearly into Yu Zhiming's eardrum.

"Is your reflex arc going to circle the earth?"

"Why is the reaction so slow?"

"Listen to my orders...turn right...turn left...turn back..."

"You just made me angry on purpose, didn't you?"

"I can tell you, I have dealt with a lot of new recruits stabbing their heads. Compared with them, you are still far behind..."

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

"Stand at attention and stand in military posture for half an hour!"

Then, the instructor strode to the class queue on the side and said loudly: "Everyone has it..."

"Stand at attention, military posture for half an hour!"

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

It is estimated that this guy will be "missed" by the whole class and will have a hard time.

However, just this glance made Yu Zhiming immediately turn around and walk quickly towards the unlucky guy.

The unlucky man is tall and thin, wears glasses, and has a pale face. He has the standard image of a weak scholar.

What caught Yu Zhiming's attention was the sweat on his face. The sweat gathered on the tip of his nose and chin, dripping down like broken beads.

Sweating like rain is an exaggerated rhetorical description.

However, it is not a good sign when a similar situation actually occurs in people.

This often means that the body, especially the organs, is working at an overclocking rate in a way that exceeds its limit.

When Yu Zhiming approached the college student who was forced to stand in a military posture, he noticed that his body was swaying from side to side, but he tightened his lips and stood firm with a stubborn look on his face.

He took a few strides to reach the university student who was in a military posture, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest.

The heartbeat, which was as rapid as a snare drum, seemed to be impacting Yu Zhiming's palm, as if the heart was about to jump out of his chest at the next moment.

Damn it, his heart rate reached one hundred six.

"Hey, who are you?"

"What are you doing?"

The instructor and the young counselor standing in the shade saw Yu Zhiming's movements and hurried over together.

Yu Zhiming ignored them, held the college student's hands, and looked into his eyes that seemed a little confused.

"Do as I say and hold my hands firmly."

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

It's just that the strength of the other person's handshake is far below his age and the strength his body should have.

"What else is wrong with you?"

The college student murmured: "Dizziness...nausea..."

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

"Is it heat stroke?"

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

"I suspect that he is suffering from hypokalemia."

Hypokalemia can be said to be a relatively common disease among students.

Low potassium, for students, is mainly caused by a partial eclipse and excessive consumption of carbonated drinks such as cola.

Like this kind of multi-day military training in hot weather, excessive sweating and drinking too many carbonated drinks will cause the rapid loss of potassium in the cells, thus triggering a major attack of hypokalemia.

This has a certain chance of causing heart rate imbalance, cardiac arrest and other serious problems.

"It may be life-threatening, so you need to be sent to the hospital immediately..."

Before Yu Zhiming had 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 when he saw this.

The counselor on the side, after being stunned for a short time, also hurriedly chased after him...

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

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

He loaded up a large clove of garlic and gave the order with a serious face, "Everyone has it..."

"Dismissed! Rest on the spot!"

Afterwards, Yu Zhiming walked slowly and unhurriedly, joined the eldest sister, fourth sister and Gu Qingning who were waiting aside, and continued walking towards the School of Finance.

Yu Zhaoxia asked: "Will the student be okay?"

Yu Zhiming introduced softly: "Binhai Jiaotong University School of Medicine ranks among the best in the country, and the strength of the school hospital will not be weak."

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

"As long as there is no cardiac arrest, student, it's not a big problem. Just give him a few bottles of fluid and he'll be fine."

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

Fu Xiaoxue is 167cm tall and can be considered slim.

Without much effort, they found a little guy with a short ponytail in a class queue who kept winking at them.

Yu Zhiming and others waited in the shade of a nearby tree for ten or twenty minutes. When it was lunch time, their queue dispersed.

Like a little bird, Fu Xiaoxue ran up to Yu Zhiming with fluttering arms and hugged his arm.

"Uncle, I've been worried about you for the past three days. Is everything over?"

Yu Zhiming took off the camouflage military cap on Fu Xiaoxue's head and said with a chuckle: "It's all over. Don't worry about it anymore."

"Let's go eat first and chat while we eat."

Fu Xiaoxue said oh, and then sweetly called "Mom" to Yu Zhaoxia.

Then, she set her sights on Gu Qing Ning.

"Hello, Aunt Gu!"

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

Gu Qingning smiled happily and said, "Xiaoxue, you are also very beautiful."

After a pause, she corrected: "Xiaoxue, I'm not much older than you."

"We have our own business, just call me Sister Qing Ning."

"You are so old and you still call me aunt. I always feel that I am much older when you call me aunt..."

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