You are like the warm sun

Chapter 42 The Unconscious Boy

As soon as the door opened, Tang Wan went in first to turn on the light. The moment the dim room brightened, she saw the young man collapsed on the living room floor. He was wearing a black shirt and black pants, lying on his back, his eyes closed, his face pale, and broken glass scattered around him.

Seeing this scene, Tang Wan's pupils trembled and her mind went blank for a moment.

She hurried over and squatted beside him, reaching out to feel his breathing and found that his breathing was very weak. She didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

"Shao Zhouci, wake up!"

"Auntie, please help me call 120!" she said anxiously.

The landlady, who was at a loss, nodded repeatedly, "Oh, okay, I'll go right away!"

Unable to determine the cause of Shao Zhouci's coma, Tang Wan didn't dare to move him. She could only kneel beside him, observing his condition and trying to wake him up. When his breathing stopped, she panicked and quickly performed CPR and artificial respiration on him.

She tried hard to stay calm. After pressing his chest, she lifted his chin with one hand, pinched his nose with the thumb and index finger of the other hand, and opened her mouth to blow air into his mouth.

The tense atmosphere in the living room was so intense that the landlady could hardly speak clearly.

The aunt and her family living in 202 opposite heard the noise, opened the door and came out to check what was going on, only to be shocked.

Three minutes later.

Tang Wan took a deep breath and was about to give Shao Zhouci artificial respiration when she suddenly heard his weak cough. She stopped immediately and the tears in her eyes fell and dripped onto the tip of his nose.

She stared at his trembling eyelashes without blinking, and called him nervously and expectantly, "Shao Zhouci?"

"Shao Zhouci, how do you feel?"

She spoke softly, afraid that a louder voice would disturb the broken and fragile boy in front of her.

Shao Zhouci half opened his eyes, his pupils dark and empty.

Looking at the light above his head, he felt dizzy. In a trance, he heard someone calling him in his ear. The voice was soft and gentle, wrapping him like a spring breeze.

Tang Wan called him a few more times and found that he was fully awake, but his consciousness was still in a state of confusion. However, seeing that he had responded, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her tense nerves relaxed for a moment, and she felt a sense of collapse. At this time, the aunt in room 202 hurriedly brought a cup of sugar water. "He looks like he has low blood sugar, right? Quick, little girl, give him this bowl of sugar water!"

Tang Wan wiped away her tears, lifted up Shao Zhouci's shoulders, let his head lean on her, then took the bowl from the aunt's hand, handed it to his mouth, and slowly fed him.

He swallowed subconsciously, and his thin lips, soaked in sugar water, looked like faded petals, pale and bloodless.

Halfway through feeding, he finally came to his senses, then gently turned his head away from the bowl in front of him, his long eyelashes drooping, and said in a hoarse voice, "That's enough."

"Can you drink a little more?" Tang Wan wanted to coax him to finish it.

The aunties and landlady standing nearby also urged him to continue drinking.

"Young man, I can tell you have low blood sugar. You need to drink more sugar water."

"Yeah, you drank too little. Drink a little more. Are you still dizzy and nauseous? Don't be afraid, the ambulance will be here soon."

Perhaps because the noise was a little loud, Tang Wan saw him frown uncomfortably.

She had no choice but to put the bowl down, relax her shoulders a little, and let him lean more comfortably.

The two aunts were asking him about his well-being.

He said nothing and looked depressed.

The ambulance arrived soon.

Tang Wan accompanied him to the hospital and watched the doctors and nurses perform a series of examinations on him.

The result was that he had hypoglycemia.

In the ward, the doctor handed Tang Wan a checklist and told her, "Your classmate has severe hypoglycemia and is also malnourished. He looks almost 1.8 meters tall, but weighs only a little over 100 kilograms. He's too thin."

(End of this chapter)