149: Chapter 149: Someone Flew Out 149: Chapter 149: Someone Flew Out The live streaming room was almost in a frenzy.
“What the hell is happening with Zhang Fan, I’m freaking out here, where the hell is the host, hurry the fuck up and tell me.”
“Forty-seven kilometers, oh my god, host, hurry and see if Zhang Fan is alright.”
“I already bought a plane ticket, host, quickly give me the address.”
“Ten rockets, representing my feelings, you must help me buy some nutritional supplements for Zhang Fan.”
“I’m sending twenty rockets.”
The next moment, rockets filled the sky.
Seeing all these rockets, the people at Douyu were almost going insane.
“Shit, which tycoon is this, sending rockets since the stream started, damn it, must be nearly two or three hundred by now.”
“Damn, let’s go see, streaming from morning to afternoon, I want to see who this god is.”
However, when these people entered, they saw an ambulance and three people lying on the ground.
“Fuck, is the stream showing a fight?
Damn, I’m calling the cops.”
“Hey, is this the spirit channel, there’s trouble here.”
However, what awaited them was a screen full of ‘fuck off’!
At that moment, the newbies who just came in were all shocked.
Fuck, what’s happening?
Which stream has this kind of tempo?
A screen full of ‘fuck off,’ even the best streamers can’t do this.
Yang Haochen was also flustered, but he was completely unable to intervene, watching as Zhang Fan was loaded into the ambulance; he immediately ran out and quickly followed in a taxi.
Zhou Jie, Ouyang Feng, and others hurriedly followed, taking taxis behind the ambulance.
In the ambulance, Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan’s eyes were misty with fog.
If they had known the marathon was this dangerous, they would have stopped Zhang Fan no matter what.
“Heart rate 287, too fast, Mr.
Gao, what should we do?
a doctor said to Gao Yuan.”
Gao Yuan’s face was also filled with worries; in his eyes, Zhang Fan was a ‘national treasure’ level person, his medical skills were simply Hua Tuo reincarnated.
“How are the other indicators?” Gao Yuan asked.
“Dehydrated, other indicators, all normal,” someone incredulously said.
What a joke, the heart beating at this rate and it’s just dehydration?
“Hydrate him, damn it,” Gao Yuan shouted angrily.
Immediately, someone inserted an IV into Zhang Fan.
Soon, the ambulance arrived at the provincial hospital, and the taxis following also stopped.
About fifty or sixty people crowded around the ambulance.
“Fuck, what’s going on?
So many people?
Is it some big shot?”
The people at the hospital entrance were astounded; in their whole life, they had never seen this situation before.
“Hey, isn’t that Zhou Jie, the principal of School No.
1?”
“Yeah, and Zhang Hua, the principal of School No.
2.”
“Could it be a student accident?
Both principals are here, was there a fight?”
“Did you forget that this morning people from School No.
2 went to School No.
1?
Could it really be a brawl?
Shit, this is going to be interesting.” A group of people started whispering and then crowded around too.
“Fuck, the provincial basketball team’s Ouyang Feng and others?
Are my eyes deceiving me?”
“Damn, look, people from the provincial sports committee, Dong Jian and them.”
The onlookers gasped, damn, is this a student fight?
How could a student fight involve the provincial basketball and sports committee folks?
What in the world is happening.
“Move, move, move!
Don’t block the way.”
Gao Yuan shouted urgently.
Instantly, the dozens of people who came with him formed a line, driving the onlookers away.
“ICU, intensive care unit,” Gao Yuan said.
“Mr.
Gao, it’s just exhaustion leading to dehydration-induced coma, is this necessary?” a young doctor next to him said.
Gao Yuan glared: “You know shit, hurry up!”
Gao Yuan was highly respected at the provincial hospital; when he spoke like this, no one else dared to say a word.
Immediately, Zhang Fan was pushed into the ICU, and at the same time, Gao Yuan called the best doctors in the hospital to conduct a comprehensive examination of Zhang Fan.
“Heart rate back to normal!”
“No external injuries!”
“All indicators are normal!”
The entire ICU was bustling as all the renowned doctors of the provincial hospital were busy for half an hour.
When they looked at the utterly normal indicators, everyone was dumbfounded.
What’s going on here, he seems totally fine, so why did they call over all the best doctors in the hospital?
“Gao Yuan, is this your grandson?” someone asked.
Gao Yuan also took a deep breath, “It’s fine as long as there’s nothing wrong, it’s fine.”
“Ah, if it were my grandson, I’d wake up laughing even in my sleep,” Gao Yuan added afterwards.
Outside, Yang Haochen was craning his neck, waiting for the results from inside.
The live streaming room was already exploding.
“How is Zhang Fan?
Speak up, broadcaster, fucking hell, if you don’t speak up, believe it or not, I’ll take a taxi over there and chop you up.”
“Is the broadcaster dead?”
Seeing all the messages filling the screen, Yang Haochen anxiously said, “I don’t know either.”
“Fuck, don’t you have a mouth, go ask.” The chat in the live stream was relentless.
Yang Haochen rolled his eyes, goddamn, it’s the ICU, except for doctors, who can get in there?
“Tat-tat-tat!”
Ye Jingtian and Qin Shuang rushed over with anxious expressions and quickly asked Ye Xuan, “Xuan, what on earth happened?”
Ye Xuan’s eyes brimmed with tears, and she threw herself into Qin Shuang’s arms, saying, “Brother Fan collapsed.”
“How did he collapse?” Qin Shuang’s face was full of worry.
“Marathon, he fainted from running,” Ye Xuan choked up.
If something happened to Zhang Fan, what would she do?
“Marathon?
My God, you girl, why didn’t you stop him?
42.195 kilometers, is that a distance for humans to run?” Qin Shuang exclaimed.
“He ran 47.195 kilometers,” Ye Xuan said softly.
“What?
47.195 kilometers?”
Zhang Dongyang, who hurried over, exclaimed in shock.
He knew the human limit, 47.195 kilometers, even when he was in the army, nobody ever attempted such a distance.
“Where’s Xiao Fan?
Xiaoyuan?” Zhang Dongyang was extremely anxious.
“Uncle, Brother Fan is still in the ICU,” Zhang Xiaoyuan’s eyes were already brimming with tears.
“The intensive care unit?” Zhang Dongyang became even more anxious, pacing back and forth.
“Creak!”
The door to the ICU was opened, and immediately, Zhang Dongyang rushed to the doorway with swift steps, reaching it in no time.
The group of people in the hallway only felt a figure rushing past them with a gust of wind.
Goddamn, what kind of speed was that?
Everyone was dumbstruck.
“Doctor, how is my son?” Zhang Dongyang hurriedly asked.
Gao Yuan was startled and looked up at Zhang Dongyang quickly, “It’s fine, it’s fine, all the indicators are normal.
Probably just too exhausted, he’ll be fine with more rest.”
“Huff, huff, huff!”
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
It’s fine, it’s fine.
However, in the ICU, Zhang Fan’s eyes flickered open groggily, and seeing a middle-aged man poking around on his body, he suddenly roared angrily.
“Fucking hell, I’m not into that, get the hell away from me.”
Zhang Fan suddenly sat up and extended his hand, pushing the doctor examining him away.
The next moment, the doctor’s body flew straight toward the entrance.
“Fuck, someone’s flying out.”
“Goddamn, what’s going on?
A flying person?”
Zhang Dongyang’s eyes narrowed, he stepped forward and reached out, catching the flying figure.
“Monster!”
The doctor screamed in terror!