Except for Ethan, everyone else kept their distance. Even Director John Doe couldn't stop coughing. The smell was so pungent that it was almost unbearable.
"Let him have a rest. If it doesn't work, just let him go home and rest."
Seeing Kevin with his eyes tightly closed and his face flushed, the teachers didn't think much about it. After all, anyone in such a situation would be so ashamed that they would want to disappear. In this case, passing out might be the best outcome.
"All the other students, go back to class quickly! Um... Ethan, you stay here. When he wakes up, please send him home." Director John Doe said thoughtfully. He was certain in his heart that Kevin was faking it and should wake up soon. At this moment, what Kevin probably hoped most was to hide himself and never be noticed by his classmates again.
The other teachers nodded in agreement and were about to organize their students to leave.
However, just at this moment.
"He must be sent to the hospital right away! We can't just wait here! Otherwise, he'll die!" Ethan said very seriously.
What? He must be sent to the hospital immediately, or he'll die soon? Be smoked to death by the fart? Everyone couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Ethan, aren't you being a bit too serious?" Director John Doe asked.
"I'm not exaggerating! Look at him now. He's sweating all over, his body temperature is rising, his pulse is speeding up, and his breathing is rapid. He's completely in a deep coma! His symptoms are very similar to those of marsh gas poisoning! If the rescue is not timely, there might be a danger to his life! Even if the rescue is a bit late, it will cause permanent damage to his brain!"
"What? Marsh gas poisoning?"
"Could it be... could it be... his... there's poison in his fart?"
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, feeling a bit confused.
After Ethan said this, Director John Doe and those teachers could no longer care about the smell. They quickly walked forward to check on his condition.
"Fever, rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, dilated pupils. This... is indeed a deep coma caused by poisoning." One teacher said seriously.
"Oh my god! There's really poison in the fart!" A student exclaimed.
"He even poisoned himself!"
"What an amazing story! It's really an amazing story!"
Although some people were joking, Ethan and those teachers didn't dare to delay any longer. Ignoring the smell, they directly carried Kevin to the County People's Hall.
Watching Kevin being pushed into the emergency room, Ethan's heart kept beating fast, and he was very nervous.
"It seems that this time it's a bit too much."
Goodness knows that the power of his fart was so great.
The head teacher, Victor, walked over and gently patted Ethan on the shoulder.
"You remained calm in the face of danger and were responsible! You put aside past grudges for the greater good! You did a great job!"
"Sir... sir, you're over - praising me. I didn't think so much."
"This is what's so precious. This is also your true nature!" Then, Victor sighed and said, "Unexpectedly, with so many teachers there, at the critical moment, it was you who stood out. I really don't know whether I should be ashamed or glad."
Hearing the teacher's praise, Ethan was at a loss for words.
If he told the teacher now that all of this was caused by his fart, he didn't know if the teacher would throw him out of the building.
When Gavin heard the news that his son was poisoned by a fart, he almost choked on the sip of tea he had just taken.
Poisoned by a fart? And it was his son's own fart? He almost wanted to swear.
Now, he was walking back and forth at the door, while Kevin's mother, Felicia, was crying beside him.
An hour later, the door of the emergency room opened.
"Doctor, how is my son?"
"Dr. Leo, how is my son exactly?" Felicia asked eagerly. She was the head nurse in this hospital and was familiar with marsh gas poisoning. If it was treated promptly and properly, there would be no danger. But if... she didn't dare to imagine.
"Kevin is out of danger, but he needs to rest." Dr. Leo said to Felicia and Gavin.
"Dr. Leo! Thank you! Thank you! You saved my son's life!"
"Felicia, you're also a medical worker. Naturally, you should know that the person who should be thanked most is the one who sent Kevin here in time. If he had been late, the consequences would have been unimaginable." Dr. Leo said.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Felicia nodded repeatedly. Then, the couple walked up to Ethan and thanked him profusely.
This made Ethan feel quite embarrassed and guilty.
If this couple knew that the fart was his, he didn't know if they would tear him apart on the spot.
When Ethan got home, it was already past five in the afternoon.
"Xiaochen, you're back just in time. Don't go to Hope Ridge to help your father sell things today. Hurry up and help me calculate this month's accounts. Your Uncle Liu's father has an acute illness and is waiting for the money to settle the bill." Grace Feng said.
Ethan's family was not well - off.
His father, Ethan Lee, had a car accident when he was young. Since then, his legs had been paralyzed, and he had been sitting in a wheelchair all year round, unable to do other jobs. Fortunately, it was close to Hope Ridge, and he could often carve some small items or make some clay sculptures by hand and sell them to tourists to subsidize the family.
His mother, Grace Feng, was a vegetable peddler, selling vegetables on the move all year round. In the past two years, with stricter urban management supervision, the business was not as good as before.
However, the three of them in the family didn't have too many demands and were content with their simple life.
"I wrote the accounts a bit messily. When you calculate, be careful not to make mistakes." Grace Feng handed a yellowed exercise book to Ethan.
Ethan opened the "small account book", and there were a lot of things written densely on it.
"March 1st, purchase: tomatoes at 1.28 yuan per jin, 56 jin; cucumbers at 2.35 yuan per jin, 62 jin; coriander at 5.36 yuan per jin, 2 jin; zucchini at 1.35 yuan per jin, 42 jin...
Returns: tomatoes at 0.63 yuan per jin, 7 jin; cucumbers at 1.14 yuan per jin, 15 jin; zucchini at 0.65 yuan per jin, 4 jin."
The business on March 1st was good. There should have been a big customer.
Goods purchased the night before could be returned if not sold out the next day, but the price would be discounted a lot.
There were bills for a total of twenty days, and every day was like this, with purchases, sales, all kinds of calculations.
To be honest, the first time Ethan calculated for his mother, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Now, he was used to it.
Looking at this account book, he was ready for a long - drawn - out battle, at least two hours.
He wanted to take out his mobile phone to calculate, but when he felt his pocket, he found that his mobile phone was gone.
To be honest, regarding the matter of swallowing the mobile phone, it was impossible to say that he didn't regret it. In the future, not only could he not play games on his mobile phone, but it would also be much more difficult to calculate accounts.
"Mom, can I use your mobile phone? I left mine at school." Although his mother's mobile phone was a five - year - old feature phone, it was better than nothing.
As he said this, he was scanning the small account book while reaching for his mother's mobile phone in her coat.
However, as he walked, he froze.
"Tomatoes at 1.28 yuan per jin, 56 jin, a total of 71.68 yuan; cucumbers at 2.35 yuan per jin, 62 jin, a total of 145.7 yuan; coriander at 5.36 yuan per jin, 2 jin, a total of 10.72 yuan... Purchases, 412.67 yuan; returns, 102.16 yuan; the amount payable on the first day is 310.51 yuan."
"The second day, 200.69 yuan."
"The third day, 156.58 yuan."
"The fourth day, 166.31 yuan."
"The fifth day..."
"..."
"The total amount payable... 3,032.56 yuan for the purchase price."
Clatter!
The small account book fell to the ground.
Ethan was frightened by himself.
In the past, even with a calculator, it would take him at least an hour to calculate the result, but now... one minute!
No! Less than one minute!
He got the answer at a glance!
Even... without deliberate calculation!
It seemed to have become an instinctive reaction!
Ethan was stunned.
Then he quickly took out his mother's feature phone to verify his result again, and it was... all correct!
"This... what the hell is going on? How did my muddled head suddenly become a super - brain? As fast as a calculator?" Ethan was dumbfounded.
However, then Ethan had a wild idea and a sudden inspiration.
"Could it be... could it be that I swallowed the mobile phone and... digested and absorbed the calculation ability of the mobile phone?"