All this sounds complicated just now, but it actually happened in a flash of lightning.
All this is like making a movie, dazzling and dizzying the onlookers.
At this moment, Shen Yu's head was facing in and his body was facing outward. He was only a few dozen centimeters away from the threshold of "Yun Ya Ju". The position where Shen Yu lay down was considered a blind spot in the field of vision for others, unless he ran over. Watch closely, otherwise no one can clearly see Shen Yu's current situation.
However, no one onlookers dared to come over.
It's not that they don't want to save people. Of course there are some who are selfish, some who are timid, and some who are even cold-blooded, but there are definitely some who are warm-hearted.
It's just that the power strip had leaked electricity after being hit by an inkstone. Everyone could see this clearly. It wouldn't be nice if he came to rescue someone and got electrocuted again.
And now many people's eyes have left Shen Yu and are all focused on Fatty Qin who is running away. Everyone wants to see whether it is the guy who has caused trouble who runs faster or the painters who are chasing behind him. Fast.
Of course, more people want to see Fatty Qin get caught, and it is best to be severely punished on the spot, because what this guy did makes everyone very unhappy.
But Lao Liu was different. When he saw Shen Yu injured and unconscious, he cursed Fatty Qin who ran away, and quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.
After making the call, Lao Liu immediately ran to Shen Yu.
He first went to the empty "Yunyaju" store to find a long wooden stick, and then bravely used the wooden stick to move the short-circuited wires and power strips to safe places one by one.
After confirming again that the wires had no contact with the scaffolding or Shen Yu, he squatted down and asked Shen Yu anxiously: "Xiao Shen, Xiao Shen, are you okay?"
It's a pity that Shen Yu didn't answer him.
After asking loudly several times in a row, Lao Liu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and there was an obvious tremor in his voice.
And Shen Yu had been lying quietly on the ground, as if he had entered a deep sleep.
If someone who didn't know what happened saw Shen Yu sleeping with his head on the inkstone, some people would believe it.
After hesitating for a moment, Lao Liu stretched out his hand to explore Shen Yu's breath, and found that Shen Yu's breath was stable and did not look like his life was in danger, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
His mood calmed down a bit, but Lao Liu suddenly became a little angry again, and couldn't help but blame him loudly: "You are young, you are enthusiastic, it doesn't matter if you save people.
"But you have to act according to your ability. Others just broke their legs, but you got yourself involved. Aren't you asking for trouble?
"You are the only male in the third generation of the Shen family. If something happens to you, there won't even be anyone to burn paper to pay homage to Mr. Shen at his tomb.
"Confused, you are confused!"
While blaming Shen Yu, Lao Liu anxiously looked at the watch on his wrist. Now he just hoped that the ambulance would arrive soon.
Da, da, da...
With the sound of hurried footsteps, the painters who had gone after Fatty Qin came back.
Obviously, they did not catch up with Fatty Qin, but allowed him to escape.
Several people cursed and found a thick wooden board, then lifted the young painter who had broken his leg onto it, and the group walked quickly outside the market.
Opposite the Chuzhou Antiques and Flea Market is the Chuzhou Department Store.
Next to the department store is Chuzhou Orthopedic Hospital.
It normally takes less than half an hour to walk from here to the hospital. If you jog all the way, it will probably take more than ten minutes.
After arriving at the hospital, the painters wanted to treat them quickly and relieve the pain of the injured.
However, Lao Liu shook his head slightly. The best way now is to wait for the ambulance. If he rashly moves the injured, he may cause secondary injuries.
Of course, Lao Liu didn't stop him, because the other party had nothing to do with him.
"Hey, isn't this unconscious young man Xiao Shen?"
"Do you know this young man?"
"Of course I know him. This is Mr. Shen's grandson."
"Which Mr. Shen?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's Zhongzhonglou, Mr. Shen. You haven't heard of the famous 'Shen Banzhang', have you?"
"I know, I know. It is said that Mr. Shen does not need to open all the paintings to see if they are true or false. He can judge the authenticity by just looking at half of a painting. How could I not know about such a powerful senior?"
"What do you mean it is said? That's right! I saw this with my own eyes. Hey, Mr. Shen has three sons, but he is just a grandson. Now that he has returned to Chuzhou, he cannot expect to encounter such a thing."
"Old Shen is naturally warm-hearted, and this little Shen seems to be the same way. Do you think it's worth putting yourself in to save others? You know, falling to the back of the head can be life-threatening."
"Yeah, it's very possible to become a vegetative state."
"Hey, he is also unlucky!"
More than a dozen stall owners in the market saw Lao Liu push the short-circuited wire aside, and the painters didn't catch up with Fatty Qin who had escaped. They all came over and talked around Shen Yu.
Lao Liu looked bored, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just say something to chase people away, right?
Besides, even if he speaks out, it’s impossible for anyone to listen to him. He’s not a human being inside or outside.
At this moment, an old man wearing Tai Chi training uniform pushed through the crowd and walked in.
The old man was short in stature and slightly hunched over, but he had a majestic face and sharp eyes. When he saw Shen Yu, his eyebrows suddenly knitted together. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and took Shen Yu's pulse.
The old man seemed to know some medical skills. After taking his pulse, he opened Shen Yu's eyelids and took a look. After thinking for a moment, the old man turned around and walked out of the crowd.
"Did you call 120?" Someone in the crowd asked.
"Hit, hit!" Lao Liu shouted back.
"How long have you been calling? The ambulance hasn't come yet?"
"There has to be some time. I'm more worried that the ambulance won't be able to get in. Then it may have to be transported out on a stretcher."
"No, you can definitely come in. In the first half of the year, an old collector had a heart attack while searching for treasures. The ambulance drove into the market and took him away. Don't worry, the management office has already calculated the road width."
"It's unfounded to worry. Fire trucks can come in, but ambulances can't?"
"That's good, that's good."
"Get out of the way and let me come."
The old man in training clothes who just walked out of the crowd brought a large enamel washbasin from somewhere. The basin was filled with clean water. After squeezing into the crowd, the old man did not hesitate, and poured the basin on Shen Yu's face.
Not to mention, when the basin of cold water was poured down, Shen Yu opened his eyes instantly.
"Yeah, this young man woke up."
"Wake up, wake up, really wake up."
"Uncle Li is still awesome."
"Yes, Mr. Li is the absolute authority in identifying antiques in our market. I didn't expect that his medical skills are also superb."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Mr. Li comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and is a famous miraculous doctor. He has collected more medicinal herbs and treated more patients than we eat rice."
The old man in the training uniform glanced at everyone, and then said with disdain: "Okay, okay, you bunch of sycophants don't waste your time on this old man. No matter how good your flattery is, you still have to pay me to appraise objects in the future. .
"You don't even think about it. Such a strong young man was just knocked down and fell. How could his life be in danger?
"Old man, you have to know that when I was young, I went to the mountains to collect herbs. I fell down a four-story hillside and lay there for three days. Then I limped around to sort herbs for my family. People are not that fragile."
The old man is very familiar to everyone. He is also a merchant in this flea market, but instead of setting up a stall, he owns two large shops with five floors each.
A veritable big antique dealer.
However, because this person has a rather stubborn temper, everyone calls him Mr. Li or Uncle Li very warmly on the surface, but secretly they all call him Mr. Li Tou.
Everyone was talking to each other, but Shen Yu, who had woken up, had no intention of listening to what they said, because at this time, his heart was already in a state of turmoil, and Shen Yu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
"What's going on? How can I see so clearly now? Are you seeing something strange?"
Shen Yu does not have myopia or astigmatism, but he has suffered trauma to his left eye. He has nothing to do during the day. When he closes his right eye at night, he is no different from a blind man. The gender of the person three meters away is completely dependent on guessing.
But now his left eye can see so clearly, even more clearly than after wearing special glasses to correct it. He can even see the freckles and moles on everyone's faces clearly.
