Look at that pair of school grass

When the young school doctor in the school infirmary saw Su An being dragged in from left to right, he was not surprised, and greeted lightly: "Hey, I haven't seen you here for a while, who did you fight with this time? "

"It's not a fight this time." Shen Zhi is no stranger to the school hospital, and he helped Su An sit down beside the hospital bed, "Our brother An is here to win glory for the class and be honored to be injured. Teacher, let me tell you." ..."

"His ankle is sprained, let's help him look at it first." Qi Wenxuan interrupted Shen Zhi's eloquence.

Shen Zhi came back to his senses: "Ah yes, let Brother An see first, is his leg okay?"

The school doctor walked to the bed, held Su An's foot and lifted it up slightly. Even though he was already moving gently enough, Su An still took a breath when he was touched like this: "Oh, be merciful..."

"How did you twist it?" The school doctor continued to check, and asked with a glance from the corner of his eye.

"The landing posture is wrong." Su An resisted the urge to retract her feet, and said frankly, "For the school sports meeting, I just came across the hurdles, and I was a little anxious at the end."

A person like Su An, who always only finds trouble for the class, will participate in group activities to win glory for the class. The school doctor thought it was no wonder it was going to rain today.

After a brief examination, the school doctor prescribed a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao for him, turned to Qi Wenxuan and said, "No bone was injured, but the soft tissue may be contused, please rest with me for a while, if there are still competitions next, push him away. "

"Okay." Qi Wenxuan replied.

Su An was glad that he didn't report too many items, and all of them were honorably injured after the competition, just like a wounded soldier who deserved a medal after the war.

"Ice compresses within 24 hours, and heat compresses after 24 hours. This bottle of Yunnan Baiyao is sprayed on the ankles. It should be fine in two days." The school doctor told them, "If it still hurts, come and see. I don't have ice, you guys Who's going to the canteen to buy a popsicle?"

"I'll go, I'll go!" After hearing this, Shen Zhi immediately volunteered to buy popsicles, and when he came back, he not only carried two in his hand, but also had one in his mouth, chugging.

"I said why are you so active...Eating popsicles in the cold weather, why don't you freeze to death." Su An ran on him, "Hurry up, don't worry about eating, put ice on Dad."

The school doctor provided them with a towel, wrapped a popsicle in the towel and applied it to Su An's swollen ankle, which made them feel sour and comfortable from the cold.

"Okay, let's go, I'm fine, I'll take a rest here by myself." Su An put a few cushions on the soles of his feet, and lay on his back on the bed in the infirmary, with his arms resting on the back of his head, looking very comfortable, " Brother Xuan, you still have a ten-thousand-meter long march later."

"It was afternoon." Qi Wenxuan said, without any intention of leaving, "Shen Zhi, go first, I'll just stay here with him."

"Huh? Then I also..."

Just as Shen Zhi wanted to stay, the school doctor stopped him impatiently: "Just keep one, I only have such a small place, so many people want to have a tea party?"

Shen Zhi sucked on the popsicle, left a sentence "Call me if you have anything to do", and left very mellowly.

The noise on the playground was blocked by the building lattice, and the glass windows of the infirmary were closed. They could only vaguely hear the announcer's words blown away by the wind.

The school doctor sat behind his desk, swiping his phone quietly, ignoring Su An and the others.

The bed curtain that blocked the outside view was drawn, and Qi Wenxuan sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing Su An laying his head up in a daze for a while, he took out the phone from his pocket, and turned his head to give him a sly smile.

Qi Wenxuan frowned slightly, as if aware of what was about to happen.

"Is it black?" Su An really asked.

"..." Qi Wenxuan took out his mobile phone.

I hope I won't be kicked out by the school doctor for playing games too loudly later.

On what to do when the head teacher suddenly came in after playing half of the game in the school hospital.

When Zheng Guofeng lifted the bed curtain and probed, Su An's fingers were flying on the screen, moving coquettishly.

Because Qi Wenxuan was facing the direction where the head teacher came, he immediately noticed the person coming. Su An over there was still desperately charging into the battle. Said: "Teacher."

When Zheng Guofeng first showed his face, he was stunned for a moment, but then he returned to his usual gentleness, nodded and said, "It looks like you are in good spirits, so I can rest assured."

Only then did Su An turn his attention away from the phone screen, and noticed the third person who appeared at some time, but he didn't relax his hands at all: "Teacher Zheng? Why are you here?"

"Isn't he in good spirits?" The school doctor said coldly outside, "I played the game for an hour at my place, and my charger is ready for him."

This kind of person has to twist his hands to be safe.

Zheng Guofeng didn't mind at all, and said with a smile: "It's okay to relax occasionally, but don't affect Teacher Wei's work, you know?"

Teacher Wei is the school doctor, and Su An agreed quickly and well-behaved. The school doctor rolled his eyes where Zheng Guofeng couldn't see, thinking that if he believed him, there would be ghosts.

"Wenxuan, do you still have [-] meters to run in the afternoon?" Zheng Guofeng turned his attention from Suanna to Qi Wenxuan, "Pay attention to rest, recharge your energy, and the teacher will cheer you up in the afternoon."

"Okay, I got it." The character in Qi Wenxuan's game was already dead due to distraction, so he simply put down his phone and smiled at the head teacher, "Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, I will definitely get a good grade this afternoon."

After sending off the head teacher, Meng Ying and Lu Xiaocheng also came to find him after a short period of silence.

After chatting for a while, they also left, and then, several students came out one after another, and even some students from other classes they didn't know at all, they came as soon as they came, and they brought snacks, which made Su An feel embarrassed .

Received several waves of visits one after another in the morning, Su An was flattered, and ate the condolences with Qi Wenxuan, and also distributed some to the school doctor by the way.

I don't think I had this kind of treatment in the school hospital before, and work-related injuries are really different.

But while being flattered, Su An couldn't bear it a bit. After the popsicle on her ankle turned into ice water and was warmed by her own body temperature, Su An was limped away from the school hospital with Qi Wenxuan's support, and gave the school doctor a quiet time. .

"Where do you want to go?" Qi Wenxuan asked him.

"I want to go eat, but there's not enough snacks to fill my stomach." Su An touched his stomach that was starting to grunt and said, "What time do you start the [-]-meter long march in the afternoon? I wanted to run with you, but now I can only sit by the side Cheers to you."

"Four o'clock." Qi Wenxuan thought for a while and said, "I'll try to finish the run before dinner."

Su An laughed happily: "Hahaha yes."

When it was time for dinner, there were quite a lot of people in the cafeteria, and the three floors outside and inside the windows were crowded in a circle.

Su An, a patient, was enjoying the one-stop service. He sat happily at the dining table and waited for Qi Wenxuan to squeeze into the crowd and prepare a meal and deliver it to him.

And swaying his legs a little lazily, wanting to sit back and enjoy it every day.

During the lunch break, Su An limped and was carried back to the school hospital by Qi Wenxuan. The school doctor who took off his white coat and locked the door frowned: "Why are you back again?"

"Come take a nap." Su An said naturally.

School doctor: "..."

The one who regards the school hospital as an hourly room is the No. 1 one he has ever seen.

It was hard to justify rejecting the patient, so the school doctor reluctantly reopened the door, watching the patient and his accompanying escort each occupy the only two beds in the school hospital, closed the door helplessly, and went back to his duty room to rest.

In the afternoon, the light gray sky became more and more gloomy, and the wind pierced through the exposed skin, as if an autumn rain could fall at any time.

The two-day school sports meeting is coming to an end, and the finale is the 10000-meter race for men who are all true warriors.

There were only eight warriors in the school lined up at the beginning of the track, and Qi Wenxuan was right in the middle.

He stretched his ankles and looked out of the runway. There were many familiar faces around him. Zheng Guofeng was among them, and he shouted to him with his hands folded into a horn: "Run slowly, save your energy! You will be a hero if you finish the race. It's uncomfortable." Do not force!"

Qi Wenxuan nodded to him, glanced across the gap between the human walls, and saw Su An sitting behind the table in the base camp of Class 6 (Senior High School) in the distance, buried in what seemed to be writing.

He looked over there strangely, Su An raised his head to catch his gaze, and lifted the things on the table to him with a smile, Jiang Feng at the next table took a look, showing disgust.

Qi Wenxuan has very good eyesight, so he could see clearly that it was a piece of cardboard. If he read it correctly, it was the one that Shen Zhi was holding to cheer Su An up.

And Su An just used a black marker to smear out his name, and re-wrote in the blank space: "Brother Xuan is the most handsome! Brother Xuan, come on!"

Because it was too ugly to just paint it out, he simply painted the place where his name used to be with a black love heart, and the whole sign looked more like a low-profile support card at a concert scene.

Qi Wenxuan hooked the corners of his mouth, looked away, looked at the runway, and took a deep breath.

"Everyone, get ready for—"

"run!"

The eight warriors left the starting point, followed by the referee's start order, followed by cheers from the enthusiastic onlookers.

Waiting for 25 laps, the athletes all saved their energy and moved forward at a constant speed, which caused the support team's cheering to be far more intense than the field itself.

When Qi Wenxuan passed by the place closest to the class's base camp, Su An whistled at him, and then grabbed Jiang Feng: "Come here, Xueba, help me to the starting line."

Shen Zhi and the others all went to follow the crowd to watch the game, and even Lao Zheng followed for a while. Jiang Feng looked around and found that there was really no one else who could command him.

He gave full play to the great love of his classmates, threw down the exercise book, used Su An as a human crutch, and helped the disabled patient to the lawn next to the starting line.

Seeing the injuries coming, the students at the starting line stepped aside one after another. Su An found a Feng Shui treasure and sat down cross-legged. Pick up a sign: "Brother Xuan!"

Everyone was surprised by the two huge hearts.

Qi Wenxuan ran once, and Su An held up the sign once.

Some people abstained halfway, and with about [-] laps left, there were only seven people left on the track.

Qi Wenxuan kept running at a constant speed. Judging from his complexion, he was in good condition, and every time he was free, he gave Su An a look.

As the number of laps increases, the gap on the track widens.

Qi Wenxuan and another boy with an inch cut gradually distanced the others, and caught up with the one who was a little slower from behind. The distance between the two was less than ten meters.

The people who accompanied the runners in the playground were so exhausted from running and stopping, Shen Zhi panted and ran to Su An and sat down next to him: "Oh my god...I'm exhausted, Brother Xuan and the others, how can they run so well?" ?”

While speaking, Qi Wenxuan ran across the starting line again. Su An held up the sign and proudly raised his head: "That is, otherwise, why would it be you, Brother Xuan?"

And the last two laps.

The slowest runner has been pulled out of the gap of three laps, walking mechanically, indifferent to the surpassing of the people around him.

In the last lap, Qi Wenxuan took the lead, and No.2 was about 30 meters away from him.

The victory was almost decided, and with half a lap left, No.2's cutout suddenly roared, and he still had the strength to accelerate, and he put his head down and sprinted with a reckless momentum.

Seeing that the distance between Qi Wenxuan and him was getting shorter and shorter, the girls around the playground screamed loudly, and the two names resounded through the sky, and Su An even heard Old Zheng cheering hard in the crowd.

Qi Wenxuan heard his own breathing and the approaching footsteps behind him, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

With 50 meters left, his speed suddenly increased.

As the two approached the finish line, the audience's emotions were a little out of control.

At the finish line, the streamer was pulled up with a sense of ritual, and the moment Qi Wenxuan broke through the streamer, Su Cripple Ann stood up while supporting Shen Zhi's forehead, holding the sign high, his voice was mixed in the chaotic crowd, and he didn't even know himself What are you shouting.

Qi Wenxuan was soon surrounded by crowds, and the referee finally cleared everyone out of the track and cleared obstacles for those who hadn't finished running.

Su An couldn't move, he was squeezed outside the crowd and hopped on one foot. Qi Wenxuan glanced at him, didn't know what to say to the people around him, and left the crowd and walked towards him.

"Are your feet okay?" He asked Su An, looking down.

"My feet are not important." Su An pushed the sign into his arms, and then gave him a hug, "Brother Xuan, you are awesome!"

"I'll help you back to the base camp." After accepting the hug, Qi Wenxuan took the sign, held it in one hand, supported Su An with the other, smiled softly after approaching, and said in a low voice, "Help me, I can't feel my legs anymore I can't wait to collapse now, don't let them see it."

Sue Ann laughed.

That evening, half paralyzed on his bicycle, he miraculously brought the cripple back home.

The author has something to say: the combination of the disabled and the strong