Chapter 97: Each Discusses His Own Opinion
Around eleven o'clock on Sunday morning, Yu Zhiming, his eldest sister, fourth sister, and Gu Qingning came to the Binhai Jiaotong University campus together.
Today's weather is pretty good for the military training students. There is a thin layer of clouds in the sky blocking the sun, so it is not very sunny.
It's just that the feeling of stuffiness is still there.
As they walked into the campus, Yu Zhiming and his companions often saw class teams in camouflage uniforms practicing formations or marching in step under the loud commands of the instructors in the large open spaces between the buildings.
From time to time, they would see one or two people being pulled out of the formation and receiving individual training.
Most of the reasons are because of turning in the wrong direction.
"Old Five, is walking sideways a disease?"
This question was asked by Yu Xiangwan, but Gu Qingning also pricked up her ears.
Yu Zhiming recalled what he had learned and said, "It can't be called a disease. After all, it doesn't affect my life much."
After a pause, he continued, "The causes of walking with your legs bent can be roughly divided into two categories. One is congenital, which means it's caused by the brain itself."
"The other type is when one is under intense mental stress and tries to hide something, which only makes it more obvious."
Yu Zhiming further explained: "It's congenital, and it's probably related to poor bilateral cerebral lateralization."
"Simply put, it's the incomplete differentiation between the left and right sides of the brain. When these people are stimulated by external stimuli, the brain cannot issue instructions in time for the body to make a reasonable response."
"Outward manifestations of this type of people include turning in the wrong direction, poor sense of direction, and other errors in gymnastics and dance."
"As for mental stress, it means being overly nervous and trying to do something better, which often backfires."
"When these people start to turn in the wrong direction, the more you try to correct them, the more likely it is that they will not be able to correct themselves."
Yu Zhiming pointed to a place not far away. Amidst the laughter of his classmates, a guy was almost turning sideways and walking sideways like a crab.
"He must be too nervous."
"Both of these causes can be corrected through training."
"It's just because of congenital reasons, it's more difficult to correct it."
At this moment, a scolding sound clearly reached Yu Zhiming's ears.
"Does your reflexes have to go around the world?"
"Why are you so slow to react?"
"Follow my command... turn right... turn left... turn back..."
"You're just trying to piss me off, aren't you?"
"Let me tell you, I've dealt with plenty of troublesome new recruits. You're nowhere near as good as them..."
When Yu Zhiming and his group turned around a teaching building, they saw an instructor yelling at a male college freshman almost face to face in a small square about seven or eight meters away.
"Stand at attention, stand at attention for half an hour!"
Then, the instructor strode towards the class formation and said loudly, "Everyone..."
"Stand at attention, half an hour of military posture!"
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but take another look, implicating all the unlucky people in the class.
I guess this guy will be "remembered" by the whole class and will have a hard time for some time.
However, it was this one glance that made Yu Zhiming turn around immediately and walk quickly towards the unlucky guy.
The unlucky guy was tall and thin, wore glasses, and had a pale face, a typical image of a weak scholar.
What caught Yu Zhiming's attention was that his face was covered in sweat. The sweat that gathered on the tip of his nose and chin was dripping down continuously like beads with broken strings.
Sweating profusely is an exaggerated rhetorical description.
However, if a similar situation actually occurs in a person, it is not a good sign.
This often means that the body, especially the internal organs, are working at an overclocked rate in a way that exceeds the limit.
As Yu Zhiming approached the college student who was punished to stand at attention, he noticed that his body swayed from side to side, but he tightened his lips and stood firm with a stubborn look on his face.
He took a few big steps to the college student who was standing at attention, and reached out his hand to press it on his chest.
The heartbeat, like a rapid military drum, seemed to be hitting Yu Zhiming's palm, as if the heart was about to jump out of his chest at the next moment.
Damn, his heart rate reached 160.
"Hey, who are you?"
"What are you doing?"
The instructor and the young counselor standing in the shade nearby saw Yu Zhiming's actions and hurried over.
Yu Zhiming ignored them, held the college student's hands, and looked into his seemingly confused eyes.
"Do as I say and shake my hands hard."
Two or three seconds later, Yu Zhiming received a response.
It’s just that the strength of the other person’s handshake was far below the level of his age and his physical strength.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
The college student murmured, "Dizzy...nauseous..."
The counselor who came over quickly also noticed that something was wrong with his student.
"Did you get heatstroke?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "The body temperature is not high, it's not heatstroke. The reaction is slow, the limbs are weak, dizziness and nausea, and the heart rate is tachycardia..."
"I suspect he's having an attack of hypokalemia."
Hypokalemia can be said to be a relatively common disease among students.
For students, low potassium is mainly caused by picky eating and excessive drinking of carbonated drinks such as cola.
Multi-day military training in a hot climate like this, excessive sweating, and excessive drinking of carbonated beverages can cause a rapid loss of potassium in cells, thereby triggering a severe attack of hypokalemia.
There is a certain chance that this will cause serious problems such as heart rate imbalance and cardiac arrest.
"Maybe his life is in danger, he must be sent to the hospital immediately..."
Before Yu Zhiming could finish his words, the college student was picked up by the instructor and quickly ran towards the north.
This made Yu Zhiming stunned.
The counselor standing by, after a brief moment of shock, also hurriedly ran after him...
After a while, the instructor and the counselor disappeared one after another.
Seeing this, Yu Zhiming took a few steps and came to the front of the class line, which was still standing at attention, looking a little bewildered.
He packed up the large cloves of garlic and gave orders in a serious voice, "Everyone..."
"Disband! Rest where you are!"
Afterwards, Yu Zhiming walked at a leisurely pace, met up with his eldest sister, fourth sister and Gu Qingning who were waiting on the side, and continued walking towards the School of Finance.
Yu Zhaoxia asked, "Will the student be okay?"
Yu Zhiming introduced softly, "Binhai Jiaotong University's School of Medicine is ranked among the best in the country, and the strength of the school hospital is not weak."
"Hypokalemia is a relatively common disease, and the school hospital must have extensive experience in treating it."
"As long as the student doesn't suffer cardiac arrest, there's no serious problem. Just give him a few bottles of fluids and he'll be fine."
A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming and his group wandered to the School of Finance, and saw three classes doing queue training under the command of the instructor in the large open space in front of the teaching building.
Fu Xiaoxue is 167 cm tall, which is considered to be a graceful lady.
It didn't take them much effort to find the little girl with a short ponytail in a class queue who kept winking at them.
Yu Zhiming and a few others waited in the shade of a nearby tree for 10 to 20 minutes. When it was lunchtime, they disbanded.
Fu Xiaoxue ran to Yu Zhiming like a little bird, flapping her arms and hugging his arms.
"Uncle, I've been so worried about you these past three days. Is everything over?"
Yu Zhiming took off Fu Xiaoxue's camouflage cap and chuckled, saying, "It's all over. You don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Let's go eat first and talk while we eat."
Fu Xiaoxue said "oh" and then called out "Mom" sweetly to Yu Chaoxia.
Then she turned her gaze to Gu Qingning.
"Auntie Gu, hello!"
"My aunt has told me about you more than once. You are even more beautiful than in the photos."
Gu Qingning smiled happily and said, "Xiaoxue, you are very beautiful too."
After a pause, she corrected herself, "Xiaoxue, I'm only a few years older than you."
"Let's talk about our own things. Just call me Sister Qing Ning."
"You're already so old, and you still call me auntie. I always feel like I've aged so much because of you..."
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