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The radio is playing over and over again.

A fire broke out on the 19th floor, and Wen Yiyan was on the 21st floor.

They should go up there and wait for help.

Before they could move their feet, there was a sudden boom. Wen Yiyan and everything in the corridor shook for a moment. The broadcast was suddenly interrupted, leaving only the fire alarm ringing tirelessly.

Everyone was a little confused, did not know what happened, suddenly a person in the crowd called out.

"It's exploding. It's an explosion!"

This sentence instantly ignited the nerves of all the people present.

The crowd was more flustered than before, and a lot of people were rushing to the stairs.

There are also some people who have no common sense running around, and even more, they rush directly to the elevator hall.

A Russian man in his pajamas suddenly ran out of the stairs and yelled in English to the panic stricken crowd, "everybody run the stairs, hold their heads, walk one by one. I used to be a firefighter, please believe me! "

Although he tried his best to yell, it was too noisy, there were people screaming everywhere, and few people in panic could hear his voice.

Wen Yiyan just went back to his room, put the necklace and all the information on the desk into the bag, then evacuated and followed the crowd to the stairway.

By contrast, he was calm enough to hear what the fireman said.

The crowd was noisy and flustered. Wen Yiyan leaned against the wall, reached into his bag and found a small loudspeaker used in the seminar.

Having a second look at the chaotic scene, he turned and walked out of the stairway to the fireman's back.

The firemen are still shouting, because of the excessive force, the voice has been a little hoarse.

Wen Yiyan patted the fireman on the back. When he turned around, he said aloud, "use this."

In order to maintain order, the firemen are not hypocritical. As a direct result, Wen Yiyan's microphone in his hand is placed at the edge of his mouth and yells at the crowd again.

"I used to be a firefighter. Please listen to me."

"Don't go up the elevator and take the elevator."

He called it out in Russian and repeated it in fluent English.

Through the loudspeaker, this time his voice was finally heard by most of the people. Everyone began to listen to the fire brigade's command and quickly walked towards the stairs.

The fireman saw that the order of the building was almost maintained. He wanted to go down and see what was going on.

When turning around, he found that Wen Yiyan was still standing behind waiting for him. The fireman said, "I want to go to the 19th floor and have a look."

Wen Yiyan answered with almost no hesitation, "I'll go to the 20th floor."

The fireman solemnly patted him on the shoulder and said, "thank you."

Wen Yiyan shook his head, "we are compatriots."

They looked at each other with a smile and began to split up.

Wen Yiyan quickly came to the 20th floor.

The crowd on this floor was almost scattered. He looked around and found a six - or seven-year-old American girl standing there in the corridor.

Wen Yiyan ran over and asked her in English, "where are your parents?"

The little girl timidly replied, "they went to the second floor to buy a hamburger, but they haven't come back."

To make sure her parents are not here, Wen Yiyan reached out and took the little girl's hand. "Come on, follow me."

The little girl was very scared. Just now she didn't know what to do. Now suddenly someone came to save her, as if she suddenly had a backbone. She didn't think about it. She ran with Wen Yiyan all the way to the stairs.

As soon as they arrived at the stairwell, they met the firefighters who came up from the 19th floor.

The fireman said, "the 19th floor is empty. Let's go."

"Good." Wen Yiyan pulled the little girl up, followed by firemen.

Just climbed two floors, suddenly a loud bang, the floor again shaking.

There was a woman in high-heeled shoes on it. She didn't stand up and rolled down.

That woman and Wen Yiyan, they were a floor apart, although the firemen quickly in the lower to help people, but the woman's foot or inevitable injury.

She would cry for help

Wen Yiyan looked down at her, thought, gave the little girl to the fireman, said: "you take the child up first."

The fireman took the little girl's hand and asked anxiously, "what do you do?"

This woman is injured. Judging from the stiffness of her feet, I'm afraid it's not so simple. If you can't help her with basic treatment measures, she can't walk at all.

Wen responded, "I'm a doctor, don't worry."

The fireman was a little relieved. "Be careful.""Well."

After the fireman left with the girl, Wen Yiyan squatted down and touched the place where the woman was crying for pain. After confirming the specific position, he pursed his lips and the bone was obviously misplaced.

It should be a fracture.

Wen Yiyan flipped through his handbag. There was nothing in it except information.

He frowned and asked the sobbing woman, "do you have a rope or something like that?"

Women because of fear, the basic can not remember, only blindly in the head.

Wen Yiyan looked around. There was a rope like decoration on the sleeves of women's clothes.

He pointed to the decoration and said, "I need this."

The woman just nods stupidly, also don't know what he wants to do.

He tore the rope off her arm, then took out a stack of materials from her bag as splint, surrounded the place where the woman had broken her bone, and finally tied it up with a rope.

"After security, please keep this information."

The things she took with her when she escaped was of course precious. The woman was very grateful and said, "OK, I will. Thank you."

Smoke gradually spread downstairs, and both of them were choked. Wen Yiyan picked up her handbag, held the woman, and began to walk up.

……

At 2:30 p.m. Beijing time, the reception room of psychological hospital.

After greeting the boy with a smile, Fanxing asked Mr. and Mrs. Xiao to sit down.

Treatment officially began.

There was a kind smile on his face.

She asked kindly, "have we been sleeping well these days?"

The young man looked at her faintly and didn't reply.

"The last time you said that the jokes told by my sister were very bad. My sister specially reviewed herself and looked for some jokes again. Does Enyi want to hear them?"

"If you want to..."

The young man suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Vatican.

"I don't want to!" he said neatly

One side of Mr. and Mrs. Xiao saw their son's reply, their faces were happy.

Vatican's eyes lit up and asked, "why?"

The young man glanced at the Vatican star and said without feeling: "with your intelligence, no matter how you review, you will not tell any meaningful jokes."

"So don't pollute my ears."

Vatican Star:

Not angry or not, she is an adult can't care about children.

With the same smile, Vatican star said with great interest, "why don't you tell me something about painting for my sister? My sister is very interested."

The boy did not blink his eyes, and his posture was arrogant. "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"Why, don't you like painting very much?"

"Your IQ doesn't understand."

Vatican Star:

The young man's tongue level is too high. The only one that can match him is probably her husband, who is far away in the United States.

Both of them are silent and spiteful, but their nature is somewhat different.

Wen Yiyan's venomous tongue to her is usually to make fun of her, but the words of a teenager are very aggressive.

However, the only thing in common is that whether it's Wen Yiyan or the teenager in front of her, there's nothing wrong with her.

Fanxing had to question his IQ in his heart.

Is she really so stupid?

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