Although the instructor was very angry, this was the first time he had encountered such a person since he started working as a military training instructor. He really wanted to punch this boy, but he couldn't. If he punched him, the boy would definitely not be able to withstand his punch. He would be crippled if not dead. The instructor tried very hard to control his emotions.
"Get down, get down!"
The instructor looked at the boy with his eyes wide open and shouted loudly.
The people below could finally take a break, and everyone focused their attention on the two of them.
"What are you looking at? Is it too easy? Do you want to practice more?"
The squatting person immediately looked away and continued to dance with his hands on his head.
This instructor is really too fierce.
"I won't squat. What can you do to me?"
The boy immediately started arguing with the instructor, which is a big taboo.
All freshmen who can participate in military training must unconditionally obey the instructor's arrangements, but obviously this boy did not do that.
The instructor just put one hand on his shoulder and pressed it down hard.
The spoiled young masters could not stand the instructor's strong hands and sat down immediately.
As soon as he sat down, the boy started shouting loudly.
"My hand is broken, my hand is broken, wuwuwu~"
A painful wail immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Everyone focused their eyes on the two people, and suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.
"The instructor hit someone, the instructor hit someone."
The instructor who was conducting military training in another block not far away also heard the shouting and hurried over.
"Are you okay, kid?"
The instructor was also panicked. He looked at the boy lying on the ground, crying and cursing.
"***, you're dead. I'm going to have my dad send you to jail."
"I'm saying this again, shut up! I have a contract with your school. I have the right to train you, including any emergencies that may arise during the training process. I have the right to handle them."
"If you are sure your hand is broken, I will ask someone to take you to the hospital right now!"
The instructor pointed at the boy on the ground and said angrily.
"Old Guo, what's wrong?"
An instructor not far away ran over and surrounded them.
"Woo woo! Pay me, pay me, my hand is broken! Woo woo~"
Looking at the boy on the ground, another instructor squatted down.
She pressed his hand and took a look, then asked.
"Can we move here?"
"Hiss~ It hurts, it hurts~"
The boy gritted his teeth and couldn't help but shed tears.
Instructor Guo walked aside. At this time, he no longer cared about the other freshmen on the field. He took out his cell phone and made a call.
In a tent not far from the playground, senior students from the college department saw the emergency on the playground and all rushed over to inquire about the situation.
The medical staff from the school clinic also rushed over, and the bed instructor also rushed over to take over the matter.
Zhao Xukun's team belonged to the Third Battalion. The Third Battalion Commander also rushed over after receiving the news. He also brought another instructor with him. After the battalion commander arrived, he first asked the new instructor to take over the team led by Instructor Guo, and then called Instructor Guo over to understand what had just happened and walked to the boy who fell to the ground.
The people in the department surrounded the boy who fell to the ground and prevented others from seeing him. In addition, a new instructor came to take over the blocks of Zhao Xukun and the others.
"What are you looking at? It's none of your business. Why are you gossiping?"
"Those who need to drink water should drink water, and those who need to go to the toilet should go to the toilet."
The new instructor maintains order among the freshmen.
The doctor from the school clinic came to check and found that the freshman's hand was not broken. He was just too nervous, and the instructor had used too much force, which caused the boy's hand to be dislocated, not fractured.
Knowing that the situation was not serious and that the doctor in the school clinic could not treat dislocation, the instructor personally drove the boy to the hospital for bone correction.
After knowing that the boy's injury was not serious, the first person to breathe a sigh of relief was Instructor Guo. If something really happened to the boy, he would bear a great responsibility, and the battalion commander would also need to bear a certain responsibility.
I watched the boy being helped into the car by several doctors from the school clinic, and the bed instructor drove there himself.
People who didn't know the situation thought something big had happened.
There was a lot of discussion.
"Oh my god, is this guy going to the hospital?"
"The shop supervisor came and personally took him to the hospital. It seems like there's a serious problem."
"Hey, you guys said, after this incident, the instructor shouldn't increase the amount of training in the next few days."
"I don't know. It's hard to say."
“........”
"Do you think something will happen to that boy? It hurts to hear him crying just now."
Zhuang Rouxuan, who was sitting in front of Zhao Xukun, turned her head to look at Zhao Xukun and asked in a low voice.
Even though they were talking now, the instructors had no time to care about that. The new instructor was also a curious person. After instructing them to sit down, he also rushed over to find out what was going on.
"Well, well... I don't know. If I say it's serious, it's pretty serious. If I say it's not serious, it's not serious either."
Zhao Xukun answered vaguely.
He didn't go to see what was going on, so he didn't know, and he wasn't interested in this matter.
"Hey, Brother Kun, what time is it?"
A boy sitting next to Zhao Xukun suddenly asked with a chuckle.
This boy and Zhao Xukun are not from the same college, and their majors are naturally different. His name is Li Manshu. He has been standing on the left of Zhao Xukun these days, and the two have a good relationship.
Zhao Xukun raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said lightly.
"It's 9:23."
The next second, Liu Manshu started cursing.
"NM, it's almost 9:30, and if you don't stop training, the activities in my game will soon end, damn!"
"When can we finish training? I'm so tired!"
Zhuang Rouxuan pounded her aching calf and murmured.
"Well, I don't think we'll be able to leave so quickly tonight. Now that this has happened, and the instructors are already in a bad mood today, there's no way they'll let us go so quickly."
Zhao Xukun stretched and said.
"Damn, those idiots who skipped training today, I really want to kill them all for wasting my gaming time."
"If you can't train, don't train."
Liu Manshu echoed.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Kun, I noticed that your training these past few days seems very relaxed. Have you practiced before?"
"Which department? Physical Education Department. You weren't a sports student in high school, were you?"
In the past few days, Zhao Xukun completed various physical trainings with ease, especially this afternoon. After doing thirty push-ups and squats, the instructor asked them to run one kilometer on the playground. This guy ran two kilometers directly, and even faster than those who ran one kilometer. Liu Manshu was envious. Every time he was out of breath before he was halfway through the training.
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