The plum vase, which is more than half a meter high and weighs more than ten kilograms at least, would hit the back of the head at the right corner...
Yu Zhiming didn't dare to think about the next consequences.
But the next moment, he saw a delicate little foot swooping out, narrowly catching the falling plum vase.
The falling speed of the plum bottle suddenly slowed down, then its direction changed, and it rolled onto the back of the woman who fell to the ground.
Then, with a soft bang, the plum vase rolled onto the floor and landed at Yu Zhiming's feet.
Yu Zhiming let go of Zhou Mo in his arms, bent down to pick up the plum bottle, and did not forget to flick the bottle twice with his fingers.
The sound has obvious cracks.
Yu Zhiming looked at the bottom of the bottle and found that there were three or four old cracks on the bottom of the bottle that had been fixed with nails.
He knocked on the bottle again and inspected it. After finding no other new cracks, he handed the plum bottle to the foundation staff who came over.
Yu Zhiming looked at Qing Ning who came to him again, and asked with concern: "Your feet?"
Qing Ning raised her right foot and moved it obviously for Yu Zhi, and said with a smile: "It was just a cushion to relieve the falling force. It was not hit hard, and it doesn't hurt at all."
At this time, the woman who fell down and bumped her head also got up with the help of others.
While touching the top of her head, she glared at Yu Zhiming and scolded fiercely: "Why did you pull her?"
"If you don't pull her, I won't fall."
When Yu Zhiming saw her sharp eyes, clear articulation, and smooth logic, he knew that she had not damaged her brain.
He exposed it directly and unceremoniously: "If I don't pull my friend, the drink in your hand will be poured on my friend as you wish!"
Now, not only did this woman fall down and hit her head, but at least half of the drink spilled on herself.
It can be regarded as self-inflicted.
Following Yu Zhiming's words, many people onlookers cast doubtful eyes on the embarrassed woman.
"Don't spit on others."
The woman showed an expression of anger and shouted angrily: "I just stumbled for a moment. Which of your eyes saw that I was about to pour a drink on her?"
Yu Zhiming was about to refute, but Zhou Mo spoke up.
"Whether you did it on purpose or accidentally, are you sure you want to continue the argument and let more people see your embarrassing appearance?"
Zhou Mo clicked his tongue as he looked at the miserable sight of half of the woman's light-colored dress being soaked by the drink.
Her eyes moved downward, and then she was stunned.
"You, you, you, you're bleeding down there..."
After hearing this, Yu Zhiming turned his attention to the woman's lower abdomen as a conditioned reflex.
I saw a red pattern like a rose on the clothes there, slowly spreading!
Damn it...
Yu Zhiming immediately stepped forward.
"I am Yu Zhiming, a doctor from Huashan Hospital."
He first introduced himself loudly, and then quickly comforted the frightened woman who turned pale.
"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, there won't be any danger."
As Yu Zhiming spoke, he held the woman's back with one hand to prevent her from standing unsteadily, and pressed the woman's lower abdomen with the other hand.
After a brief investigation, Yu Zhiming felt relieved.
"Don't be afraid, you are bleeding caused by a ruptured uterine cyst. The amount of bleeding is not large, but you still need to rush to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Did you come alone?"
The woman grabbed Yu Zhiming's arm with force, seeming to have grasped the support, and her mood became much more stable.
"I came here with my mother, she is upstairs..."
In less than a minute, the woman's mother hurriedly came down from upstairs. Accompanied by a staff member of the foundation, the mother and daughter quickly left the exhibition hall...
The exhibition hall has been restored to its previous order.
Accompanied by two beauties, Qing Ning and Zhou Mo, Yu Zhiming continued to visit the auction items.
"Dr. Yu, the uterine cyst is not a big problem, right?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and replied: "It is more serious than uterine fibroids and has a certain chance of malignant transformation. Therefore, her accidental rupture this time is not a bad thing."
"At least, after this treatment, I won't have to go to the hospital for infertility examinations and treatments when I get married."
He asked again: "Why did she throw a drink at you?"
Zhou Mo spread his hands and said with a depressed look: "I don't know, I don't know her at all."
"After I came here, I just chatted with three or four aunties and a few young people who came over on their own initiative."
Qing Ning chuckled and said, "It's probably because the young man the girl fell in love with was fascinated by you, Momo."
Zhou Mo snorted lightly and said, "Such a childish way of teasing people, I guess I learned it from the Silly White Sweet TV series."
She said afterwards: "Thankfully I was pulled away by Dr. Yu, otherwise due to my stress reaction, she would have been thrown so hard that she would have to go home and lie down for a month."
After a pause, Zhou Mo turned to ask: "Doctor Yu, Qing Ning, are there any auction items you like?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "To me, they are all flashy things."
Qing Ning also said: "I don't see anything I like, why don't we go upstairs..."
The three of them came upstairs through the stairs.
Yu Zhiming discovered that the second floor was also a transparent and high-ceiling hall, with round dining tables arranged one after another. In the center of the front was a T-shaped performance stage with a large high-definition screen as the background wall.
Many tables were occupied, but there were only two or three people sitting here and there, and four or five people were chatting.
"Zhiming, look, mom is there..."
They came to a dining table four or five meters away from the performance stage and met Lu Hong and two elegant and dignified middle-aged women chatting with them.
After a brief exchange of greetings and acquaintances, Yu Zhiming and the other three sat down next to Lu Hong.
As soon as Yu Zhiming sat down, people came over to greet him one after another. There were Shen He, the executive director of the foundation, Cai Wei, the female boss who was riding in a Rolls-Royce, Xiao Rui, a young film and television actor who was awarded the top ten young women along with Ding Ye, etc.
people.
After he finished his simple greetings with these people, he found that many people were pouring in from the stairs.
This is the first floor where people admiring the exhibits have come up.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Under the arrangements of the foundation staff, the thirty or forty dining tables in the hall were quickly filled with people.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of waiters filed in and began serving dishes to each table.
The aroma of the food made Yu Zhiming's stomach growl.
It is now 7:10 in the evening, and Yu Zhiming, who has been busy all afternoon, can finally have dinner.
Yu Zhiming was really hungry, so he didn't care much about his image and just ate.
After he had eaten and drank enough, he suddenly discovered that the auction had already begun in full swing.
Under the passionate shouts of Binhai TV host Peng Pei, one item after another was quickly auctioned off.
The process is that the hostess holds the lot and displays it back and forth on the T-shaped stage. Peng Pei quickly introduces the donor of the lot, its value, and the starting price.
As Peng Pei announced the start of the auction, either someone held up a sign, or someone stood up and shouted a price higher than the starting price, or directly wrote the price on the sign and displayed it.
There was only one bidder for more than twenty lots in a row, which made Yu Zhiming very bored.
He picked up the bidding paper sign and said disappointedly: "The passionate bidding scene of competing with each other and refusing to give in seems to only appear in film and television works."
Qing Ning smiled and said: "Your opportunity to bid for a physical examination may allow you to see a heated and tense bidding scene."
"Hey, Zhiming, Miss etiquette has brought up the erhu. Are you sure you want to take a photo?"
Yu Zhiming looked at the etiquette lady who was waiting in line on the performance stage with her erhu, and nodded slightly: "Take the lowest price, and give up if someone bids."
At this moment, he saw the plum vase being carried onto the stage by a hostess.
Yu Zhiming hesitated for a moment and said, "Qing Ning, you can take a picture of that plum vase!"
"You like it?" Qing Ning was a little surprised.
Yu Zhiming whispered: "It's not that I like it, but I'm curious. There is a mezzanine at the bottom of the plum vase, and there is something in it."
Qing Ning's eyes immediately became bright...
Soon, the bidding for Erhu began.
As the host said "start", Qing Ning suddenly stood up, shook the sign in her hand, and shouted excitedly: "I want it, I want it!"
This made the people nearby chuckle.
Just when Peng Pei finished shouting "sixty thousand three times" and raised his hand to drop the hammer, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded.
"One hundred thousand!"
This voice...
Yu Zhiming followed the sound and saw no one standing up, but he already knew who the voice was.
Xu An's father was one of the executors who framed him for the molestation incident more than half a year ago.
Xu An choked on something and failed to rescue him in time, resulting in brain hypoxia and coma.
Although he woke up later, he became a little stupid due to the lack of oxygen damage to his brain.
I heard that his situation is much worse than that of his fellow sufferer Yuan Xiuqiang.
This father once came to Yu Zhiming and wanted to provide Xu An with extended medication treatment of Ji's Amino Acid.
Yu Zhiming refused directly.
It seemed that the other party had a grudge against him.
At this time, Qing Ning was also a little annoyed that someone actually jumped out to compete.
Although she was unwilling to do so and never sat down, she still remembered Zhi Ming's instructions.
"Zhiming, do you want to continue filming?"
"Shoot, 150,000!"
After hearing this, Qing Ning immediately became energetic and loudly bid "150,000" with high morale.
Not only that, she also looked provocatively in the direction of the voice just now.
The next second, a sign was raised in that direction.
"Two hundred thousand!"
"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" Qing Ning did his part and showed an expression that said he would never give up until he won.
"Three hundred thousand!"
"Three hundred and fifty thousand..."
Next, Nuo Da's auction scene was filled with the angry bidding sounds of these two people...
"One million and one hundred thousand."
"1.2 million!"
After reaching this price, Qing Ning, who was originally angry, suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "I give up!"
As she said this, there was a sigh of disappointment in the auction venue.
Many people still wanted to see a fierce, even tragic scene of fighting spirit, but they gave up after paying just over one million.
It's really not satisfying.
Qing Ning sat down, rubbed her thighs, pursed her lips, and said pitifully: "Zhi Ming, why are you twisting me so hard?"
Yu Zhiming rubbed Qing Ning's thigh with his hand, and said with a guilty conscience: "Aren't I worried that you won't be able to stop the car for a moment, and you'll talk nonsense, so I'll increase the price again."
"I've been paying attention to the changes in his voice. At this price, it's almost time for him to give up."
"If you want to hit us again, what a big mistake..."
