Mrs. Zhang is really anxious now, her son is still lying on the ground!Although it is not cold now, if you lie down for a long time, you will catch a cold.

Thinking about it, the hand that was still able to move freely patted Zhang Dalong while pointing in Zhang Zhicheng's direction.

Zhang Dalong didn't care about it at all, he only wanted to drag her out, and he couldn't let her go down in embarrassment anymore.

Not long after Zhang Dalong dragged Mrs. Zhang away, Teacher Chen delivered the three-edged needle Dr. Zhao asked for.

"Doctor Zhao, the three-edged needle you want..." When Mr. Chen handed the needle to Dr. Zhao, he happened to see Zhang Zhicheng lying on the ground, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Huh? Zhang Zhicheng? What's wrong with him? It's fine, why is he lying on the ground? Is he all right?"

Zhang Zhicheng is very skinny, he often bullies the children in the kindergarten because of his tallness, he can be said to be a "celebrity" in their kindergarten, basically all the teachers and assistants know him.Therefore, Teacher Chen also directly recognized Zhang Zhicheng.

In fact, Teacher Chen didn't like students like Zhang Zhicheng, but Zhang Zhicheng was still young, so seeing him lying like this, he was somewhat worried.

Doctor Zhao smiled, and after looking at Zhang Zhicheng lying on the ground, he looked at Teacher Chen and said, "Oh, it's nothing, it's just a pseudo coma. The main reason is that he fell and knocked just now, it's nothing serious. I Ah, just use this three-edged needle to bleed him."

Dr. Zhao winked at Mr. Chen as he spoke.

Although Mr. Chen didn't know Dr. Zhao's specific intention, he still understood his eyes, and said in cooperation: "Ah! Prick with a three-edged needle? It hurts very much. I remember I went to the hospital for an examination. Blood, the three-edged needle that the nurse took was not as thick as yours, but it still hurt so much that I cried on the spot."

Teacher Chen's tone was exaggerated, and what he said was even more exaggerated.

Nowadays, general hospitals do not use triangular needles to prick peripheral blood. The special needles are used in hospitals, and the pricking does not hurt much.

Therefore, her words could not fool adults, but for a child like Zhang Zhicheng, it was more than enough.

Children are afraid of doctors and injections, and Zhang Zhicheng is no exception.Hearing what Mr. Chen said now, he trembled a little.

Dr. Zhao also felt that Mr. Chen was a bit exaggerated, but he still said: "There is no way, who made this child faint. If I don't wake him up, her mother will trouble our hospital. However, pain is also pain." He will cry a few times at most, nothing serious will happen."

"Speaking of which, where are Zhang Zhicheng's parents?" Teacher Chen asked again.

"When I say this, I get angry. Zhang Zhicheng's father and mother fought, and the mother was dragged away by the father, and the child was left here. Such parents..." Dr. Zhao said, sighing a long time , in order to make his performance look more real, even though he knew that Zhang Zhicheng had his eyes closed, he shook his head.

"Poor child." Teacher Chen also touched Zhang Zhicheng sympathetically, and said, "Then Dr. Zhao, please give Zhang Zhicheng an injection. I have candy in my bag. If he wakes up and cries later, I will take the candy." Coax him."

"Okay." Doctor Zhao responded, knelt down and grabbed Zhang Zhicheng's right hand, gently touched Zhang Zhicheng's fingertips with the tip of the needle, and said, "Okay, I'm going to start the needle, Mr. Chen, please pay attention Don't let him struggle, boy, lest he get the needle under his nail."

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