Chapter 712

However, she doesn't have time to wait here for people to get to know each other. If she doesn't leave, she will be late.

Fortunately, she has changed her camouflage clothes. She does not know where Mo Jingyao got the camouflage clothes she needs to wear in military training. She found out when she inspected the cloakroom last night.

So now she just needs to get to school for breakfast.

When he got out of the elevator, he trotted to NANDA.

There's no need to take a taxi.

It's really close to NANDA.

Out of the community, walk to the opposite side of the road, from the south gate into Nandu, soon you can get to the military training gathering place.

Yang An'an has informed her that she is preparing meat buns. She thinks that she must eat all the steamed buns this morning, so that she can stick to noon.

While jogging to look at the watch, there are more than half an hour to gather time.

And she has seen the South Gate of Nantah.

She thought she would not be late today.

However, it never occurred to me that the plan has never changed fast in the world.

She just out of the community, is waiting for the red light to cross the road into the school gate, listening to a loud bang behind her.

"Ah, it's fatal."

"Come and help."

"Call an ambulance. Call an ambulance."

"120 emergency call."

The series of shouts attracted the metaphor and turned around to see two people lying under an old building opposite.

A woman, a little boy.

The little boy is under the woman.

Think of it, it was the woman who jumped right on the boy.

If you don't want to, you run in that direction.

Then, as she ran there in this way, her mind began to struggle.

Save or not, she is really fighting.

She will be late again today.

Her legs were sore at the thought of standing in a military posture for two hours.

However, the idea of not saving came into her mind. When she got the jade of Mo Jingyao, the first sentence that flashed into her mind was medical ethics and medical training.

It is her mission to save the dying and heal the wounded.

Therefore, even if she was punished to stand in military posture, she did not care.

If you punish, it's important to save people.

It's the morning rush hour for work and school. There are a lot of people.

Soon the two people on the ground were surrounded by three floors inside and three outside.

The people inside, the alarm, 120, 120, although there are many people, but the scene is not chaotic.

However, there are too many people. It is easy to block the air and suffocate the injured.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, too many people, poor air, fatal to the wounded." Yu se ran over and yelled.

When she yelled in this voice, she saw that there were two people who kept order on the scene and called out in a hurry: "get out of the way, get out of the way, make sure the air is smooth, please cooperate with me and get out of the way."

Dozens of people were scattered in an instant.

But when Yu se arrived, he was stopped.

"Sir, I'm here to save people." The metaphor wants to rush through.

"No, keep the air flowing. No one can get close to it. Wait for an ambulance."

"Mister, it's fatal for the wounded if the air is not smooth. This is what I called out." Is she lifting a stone and hitting herself in the foot? Now she's not even close.

"So what are you going to do when you get close?" That person is slightly a Leng, up and down of look at figurative color, don't understand her this forward rush is to do what.

"Help people. Get out of the way. I can save them." The metaphor quickly scanned two people inside, one big and one small.

The child's injury is the most serious, but there is breathing, the woman's injury is lighter, absolutely can't die.

When I saw a woman from afar, she didn't like this woman because she hurt the little boy.

But when she saw her injured naked skin nearby, she was stunned.

All of a sudden, I understand why a woman jumped out of a building.

Looking up at the direction of the opposite building, she said to the man who just stopped her: "if it's a neighbor, look at her family."

"What's the matter? What do you mean Asked the man who kept the order.

"The police will come to the police first, and then I will give them to the police." The woman was abused, and there were some bruised wounds from cigarette butts.

There's also a cut from the blade.

None of them are fatal.

But those wounds, any one in the time of being scalded and scratched, are absolutely fatal pain.

With that, he moved the injured woman gently.

When I saw this woman, my heart ached.

However, she decided to save the little boy first and then the woman.Because, the little boy's injury is more serious.

If you don't help me, I'm afraid I can't save my life.

With only one glance, the metaphor decides the way to rescue.

The child's injury is too serious.

The head was smashed and it's out of shape.

It's too late for acupuncture.

Soup medicine and other kinds of Western medicine are too late.

I'm afraid the child will be out of breath before swallowing it into his stomach.

In such an emergency, she has only one way to save people.

That is the method of nine meridians and eight meridians.

The metaphor stretched out both hands.

Both hands fall on the child's body at the same time.

The internal force is continuously transmitted to the child's body.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes passed.

She heard the shouts around her. She heard someone calling again to pull her away.

And there's crying.

She turned a deaf ear to all the metaphors. No matter how much the crying people resisted to ask her to help, she couldn't control it now.

There was an idea in my mind to save the little boy first.

The source of internal power is constantly transmitted into the little boy's body.

Even if it takes a long time for her to recover these internal forces, she is now duty bound to deliver them to the little boy.

"Pull her away. I'm going to take my son to the hospital."

"Doctor, nurse, as long as doctors and nurses save my son and pull her away, they are all bad women."

"Bad woman, do you all want to kill my son?"

On one side, the child's mother cried, crying and pulling the metaphor.

It is believed that metaphor is a bad person and is harming her son.

Her son was first hit by a bad woman, and now by a woman who cast a spell, he was generally motionless.

Anyway, she is such a cry, metaphor is a bad person, is a witch.

Seeing the appearance of her son, the mother of the child has completely lost her mind.

Later, the man who maintained the order went to Yu Se and squatted down in front of him and whispered, "girl, I know you are kind-hearted. You want to save the child, but we have to know ourselves a little bit.

The child's breath was almost gone, and his head had changed. It would be a death if he could not leave.

Even if it's not a vegetative life, it's also a disability. You've always been like this. If the child dies, you can't forget the relationship. "