April day,
Apricot flowers bloom all over the branches, and the fragrance of the flowers is refreshing.
The afternoon sun,
On the street,
The young girl lay motionless on the ground, with no blood on her pale face.
Another girl knelt beside the comatose girl on one leg, anxious and at a loss.
Holding the girl's weak fingers, he shouted in panic, and his choking voice was crying. "Bai Bai, are you okay? Have a word with me."
Standing next to Li Feng bit his teeth and whispered, "Yijie, don't worry. The ambulance will arrive soon. It will be all right."
Hearing Li Feng's words, Ju Yijie, helpless, cried even more, "white, the car will arrive in a minute. You must hold on."
Many passers-by gathered together, looked at the girl who fainted on the ground, looked worried, looked at the endless traffic on the road from a distance, and looked forward to the arrival of the ambulance.
"Is there a doctor?"
"Who can save her?"
"No one will die..."
"Look at this girl. She looks like a dead man."
"Young, how can this be?"
Many people's voices spread out, and the vast majority of people surrounded the street.
At the end of this street, a tall figure came.
Against the light,
The man was young and tall. His snow-white shirt was clean and rigorous. He was very abstinent and buttoned on the top one. His shirt was wrapped in black trousers, lined with his straight and slender legs, and his bony and beautiful ankle was cold and white.
The temperament is noble and indifferent. It is a clean place that does not eat human fireworks.
Very much like the gods in the painting.
It's so cold and precious that people want to see his face.
He came over and just met the scene. After a little pause for two seconds, he stood in the outer position and said, "get out of the way."
His voice is the same as his people. It is clear and clean, like flowing and swaying ice water, melting with the cold of early winter. It is a very exciting voice, and it is particularly reassuring and convincing.
"I'm a doctor."
Originally, there was a lot of talk and noise, because such a sentence calmed down, subconsciously looked for the direction of the sound source and looked at the past.
I saw the noble young man standing there straight, as loose as a bamboo.
Unfortunately, I can't see that face. I'm wearing a medical mask, but I can still see the clear and handsome lines from the outline. Under the broken black hair, my eyebrows are picturesque, and my eyelashes are too long. My deep eyes are dark and beautiful, but they look very cold and flow like the vast night sky.
They subconsciously gave way.
Shi Qingci went in, her slender eyelashes gently hung down and looked at the girl who fell unconscious on the ground.
She is a very beautiful girl. At the moment, her face is too pale and unconscious. It seems that she will face death in the next second.
His dark and cold eyes are beautiful, but like a deep pool, they are haunted with a trace of cold.
No expression of indifference.
No one else noticed his expression.
"Spread out to ensure smooth air."
It was a very calm tone, which made the people around him step back slightly and stare at the man all the time.
The tall and clear young man bent over and knelt on one knee and a half. First, he calmly brought himself medical gloves. His hands were slender and clear in the sun, with exquisite and beautiful bony lines and cold and white skin. They are the most perfect works of art written by the painter.
Even wearing medical blue gloves, you can still vaguely see the slender and perfect outline.
The wrist bone extending from the line is white and cold. The silver wristwatch buckled is luxurious and cold. The cuff button on the snow cuff is also just exquisite, and there is a perfect sense of dignity everywhere.
Others can't help taking a breath. It's amazing.
I just feel that this doctor is more like an aristocrat.
"Did you dial 120?" he asked.
Li Feng looked at the girl nervously and nodded. His face was slightly ugly. "He's already beaten."
After Shi Qingci confirmed that the patient lost consciousness and fell into a dangerous state, he checked the carotid pulse, calmly evaluated the breathing and chest fluctuation, and made a judgment soon.
Respiratory and cardiac arrest.
He took measures calmly, lowered his eyes and said, "she has a heart disease?"
The sound line is crisp and clear.
Ju Yijie, who was just kneeling beside the girl and pretending to be worried and anxious, was stunned for a long time. She even felt that the tip of her ear was slightly hot.
Hurriedly, the voice subconsciously lightened and narrowed, full of worry: "yes, she has congenital heart disease..."
Ju Yijie has sorted out the smile on her face and confirmed that it is very gentle and weak, with real concerns, which will make others feel very good-looking.
But the young doctor did not look up at her.
This makes Ju Yijie a little embarrassed.
Shi Qingci knelt on one knee and a half on the girl's side to prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation. His palms were crossed on the pressing points, perfectly ensuring the pressing depth and frequency. Each action showed a calm and calm feeling.
He asked indifferently, "who can do artificial respiration?"
Li Feng quickly answered, "I will."
No one answered again.
Shi Qingci glanced calmly. He knew that Li Feng had been guarding the girl. From his expression, he could see that it might be family and friends, but he didn't care. A cold word: "come."
On the other side of the street,
There is a slender figure leaning against the locomotive, full of juvenile spirit, black clothes and black trousers, with a cold and rebellious back.
He casually looked sideways, and his broken black hair came down. His face was handsome and soul stirring, almost sharp and exquisite, with aggression.
Just caught a glimpse of the opposite scene, lazily picked up the delicate tip of the eyebrow and smiled without compassion.
"Jiang Yuyan?! Jiang Yuyan? Are you listening?"
The voice across the phone was still ringing, but the young man named Jiang Yuyan was lazily watching the picture. Oh, his voice was magnetic and provocative, "good, don't bother me to watch the play."
The opposite roared: "Jiang Yuyan, I'm a straight man!!!"
The young man took the mobile phone away without care. The mobile phone turned around on the slender jade hand. The handsome and exquisite face looked like a smile and joked: "don't make trouble, I know."
Opposite: "
Desperate.
Jiang Yuyan said lazily that he had nothing to hang up. He picked up cold and romantic on his eyebrows.
The deep and beautiful eyes reflected the picture.
Over there,
At this time,
The girl who had been unconscious and lost consciousness, her long eyelashes trembled slightly and imperceptibly. At that moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Shi Qingci lowered his eyes.
Dyed white directly hit the long and narrow eyes that were condescending and indifferent.
Two people's eyes are opposite, and their eyes are intertwined in mid air.
Shi Qingci, after all, was in the reincarnation of fate. In the spring when apricot blossoms were blooming and the sun was light, warm and white, he ran into dye white unexpectedly.