The two little book boys jumped in fright.
They rushed over in a panic. "Teacher! What's wrong, Teacher!"
The students nearby heard the commotion and gathered around.
But they were all too young and didn't know what to do.
But Shen Ningning knew what was happening!
Last summer, when Aunt Qin had thrown her into the fields to clear land, she had nearly fainted as well.
Grandma Qin had said it was heatstroke!
The little girl quickly asked the two little book boys for help.
"Lay him down flat!"
Then, the little girl untied the waterskin hanging from her body.
She used her small body to prop up Mr. Zheng's head, keeping it slightly raised.
Then, she slowly poured the clear, ice-cold Spiritual Spring Water she had brought with her into his mouth.
Shen Ningning opened the bundle she used to carry her books.
She took out the cooling sachet the pharmacy manager had given her and placed it under Mr. Zheng's nose.
