1997 One day, Thorne, a 0/2-year-old boy from Denton County, Texas, came home from school, sat in front of his computer and chatted in an online chat room. At about 6 o'clock, he was about to leave the chat room when he suddenly saw a girl who signed Susan "shout" in bold: Can someone help me?

Thorne keystrokes: What's the matter?

After a while, he replied, I can't breathe. Please help me! Thorne frowned. He thought, this must be a prank.

However, the subtitles continue to say: please help me, I have difficulty breathing, I have no feeling on my left side, and I can't leave when I sit in a chair. Thorne is disgusted. He hates people making jokes about paralysis. He was about to turn off his mobile phone when an idea flashed through his mind: in case she really got sick, I had to help her.

This distress signal is not a prank. Susan is a student at a college in Helsinki, Finland. She was looking for information online in the library at that time. Suddenly, her old illness recurred and her legs burned violently. This is a strange disease that he has had since childhood. Straight into the bone marrow when it hurts. In severe cases, he can only sit, not walk. His ribs seem to be tightly clamped, making it difficult to breathe.

There was silence in the library, and she was the only one on this floor. The nearest telephone is in the corridor outside, so it is impossible to limp there. She just needs to move a little and her whole body will burn. What should I do? Climb over? No, it is too far. Suddenly she had a brainwave and thought that she could get help from the Internet. She fought back the pain, entered the online chat room and typed a message for help. She asked for help online.

1997 One day, Thorne, a 0/2-year-old boy from Denton County, Texas, came home from school, sat in front of his computer and chatted in an online chat room. At about 6 o'clock, he was about to leave the chat room when he suddenly saw a girl who signed Susan "shout" in bold: Can someone help me?

Thorne keystrokes: What's the matter?

After a while, he replied, I can't breathe. Please help me! Thorne frowned. He thought, this must be a prank.

However, the subtitles continue to say: please help me, I have difficulty breathing, I have no feeling on my left side, and I can't leave when I sit in a chair. Thorne is disgusted. He hates people making jokes about paralysis. He was about to turn off his mobile phone when an idea flashed through his mind: in case she really got sick, I had to help her.

This call for help is not a prank. Susan is a student at a university in Helsinki, Finland. She was looking for information online in the library at that time. Suddenly, her old illness recurred and her legs burned violently. This is a strange disease that he has had since childhood. In severe cases, he can only sit, not walk. His ribs seem to be tightly clamped, making it difficult to breathe.

There was silence in the library, and he was the only one on this floor. The nearest telephone is in the corridor outside, so it is impossible to limp there. All she has to do is move a little, and her whole body will burn. What should I do? Climb over? No, it is too far. Suddenly, she had a brainwave and thought that she could get help from the Internet. He fought back the pain, entered the online chat room and entered the information for help. Thorne stared at the message Susan had just sent, remembering the painful feeling when she had an asthma attack as a child.

He quickly asked, where are you? The answer is: Finland. He was surprised and asked, are you kidding? Susan is dizzy, but she can still see Thorne's problem. What she fears most is that others misunderstand that his help is a joke. She leans to the right to relieve the tingling and numbness in the left side, and then sends a clear message: I assure you, I am not joking, please help me.

Thorne discussed it with her mother and decided to call the county government. The government worker told Thorne to ask Susan to send the phone number of her emergency rescue center. However, a few minutes passed and there was still no answer on the screen. Thorne was in a hurry, typing: Come on, talk to me! Finally, a string of numbers appeared on the screen, which is the telephone number of the rescue center.

Thorne typed it in bold: We have asked for help.

It took Susan a long time to answer: it hurts. It hurts even more.

Thorne stared at the computer screen and asked Susan to tell her address. After a while, the address entered by Susan appeared on the computer.

"She's at school! Thorne shouted, and then read the address. At this time, Finnish time has passed two o'clock in the morning. A few minutes later, the economic emergency personnel rushed to the school and rescued Susan. Four days later, the sheriff of Denton County received a phone call from Helsinki: Thanks to her online friend Susan, she was in good condition.