"Sometimes, I don't even understand myself." Yang Mingzhu smiled, but there was a bit of sadness in her smile.
Now almost everyone is shoveling snow. The snow on the streets is being cleared at a very slow speed. Large trucks shuttle back and forth from time to time. The main arterial roads in the city have been cleared.
The sun came out and the snow began to melt. Although the weather was nice, it was still bitingly cold. The people shoveling the snow were both armed police and ordinary people organized voluntarily. Everyone was working enthusiastically.
Some students also joined the team of shoveling snow. They boiled water and delivered boiled water here from time to time.
When I walked under a bridge, I saw a homeless man lying under the bridge. It was so hot outside that few people noticed him.
There are many homeless people like this who live in bridge caves at night. This homeless man has been lying here for I don’t know how long. He is lying on the edge so as not to hinder pedestrian traffic.
The weather was very cold, and he lay there motionless, and few people noticed him, because there were too many poor people like him.
Lin Yu stopped and looked at the homeless man. After a while, he walked up to the homeless man. He patted the homeless man on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't sleep here. It's cold. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."
I still can’t wake up.”
Indeed, in bone-chilling weather, if a person falls in the snow, once he falls, he may not be able to get up. Although the homeless man is wrapped in thick things, the things on him are too heavy.
It's too shabby. If he really fell asleep here, his life would be in danger.
After reaching out and touching the homeless man's body, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel his heart sink. The homeless man's body was a little stiff. I'm afraid he lay here all night last night.
In this freezing weather, it would be difficult to wake up once he fell asleep. Lin Yu quickly turned his body over and stretched out his hand to check his breath, but there was no breath at all.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Yu's solemn expression, Yang Mingzhu also came over.
"I'm afraid I'm out of breath." Lin Yu said.
"Ah, what's going on? Let me call an ambulance." Yang Mingzhu was startled and she said quickly.
Lin Yu was speechless. He took out the golden needles, spread the needle bag on the ground, and began to rescue the homeless man. He was not sure whether he could save the homeless man because he had been lying here for too long and his body was damaged.
He is a little stiff, and now he just hopes that the Yin Yang Life Needle can bring his life back.
Yang Mingzhu was not idle either. While Lin Yu was administering the acupuncture, she called an ambulance, called the police, and then found hot water. Finally, she took off her mink coat and covered Wandering Liu's body.
While she was busy with her work, Lin Yu had already finished the acupuncture. He looked at Yang Mingzhu and said, "Your clothes are quite expensive, aren't they? It costs tens of thousands?"
"Thirty-eight thousand." Yang Mingzhu said, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. Aren't you afraid of getting it dirty?" Lin Yu said with a smile.
"After all, it is a human life." Yang Mingzhu sighed and said: "When I was a child, my family was poor. I watched my father die because he had no money for medical treatment, so when I met poor people... I would try my best to lend a helping hand.
Do something."
When Yang Mingzhu said this, her tone was very calm. She did not feel sad because of recalling the past, because her heart had long been numb, and she only had one goal now, which was to survive.
Soon, ambulances and police cars arrived at the scene, and several people in white coats hurried over carrying first aid kits. They carried stethoscopes and rescue equipment and worked for most of the day.
"We can't be saved, let's go." One of the first-aid doctors pulled down his mask and said to the nurse: "Make a record. The time of death was six hours ago. When we arrived at the scene, the measures taken were epinephrine, cardiac and cardiac arrest."
recovery……"
"Lin Yu, is it really impossible to save him?" Yang Mingzhu asked. Compared to these doctors, she still believed in Lin Yu.
"It can't be saved." Lin Yu shook his head and said: "I already knew it when I performed the acupuncture. The reason why I performed the acupuncture was entirely because I did those things with a glimmer of hope."
"May the deceased rest in peace." Yang Mingzhu slowly knelt on the ground and silently recited a scripture.
Lin Yu looked at Yang Mingzhu quietly. He felt that it was even more difficult to understand this woman. Although she was not noble, she could still join the circle of celebrities. The actions in front of her should not be done by someone of her status.
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The expression on her face was very pious, and her eyes were as calm as water. This made Lin Yu a little shocked, because he remembered that Xuan Xin's expression when chanting the scriptures was also such an expression.
"What were you reciting just now?" After Yang Mingzhu finished chanting the sutra, Lin Yu stepped forward and asked.
"Sutras about the past life, Taoist." Yang Mingzhu said: "I hope the deceased can be reincarnated as soon as possible and escape the sea of suffering."
"The way you recite sutras is very pious." Lin Yu sighed and said, "You look very much like someone."
"Oh, really?" Yang Mingzhu glanced at Lin Yu in surprise. She smiled slightly and said, "I'm just doing something trivial."
"The things you have done are very inconsistent with your identity." Lin Yu shook his head and said: "I can't see through you more and more. Logically speaking, such a person should not have so many intrigues."
"Everyone has two sides, because we can't understand too many things in this world, so we need to disguise. All kindness and all weakness need to be packaged in a very hard shell. That's the case for me."
Lin Yu nodded thoughtfully. He felt that what Yang Mingzhu said was very reasonable. Everyone needs to disguise and disguise their weak side. Only in this way can they not be bullied by others.
"Who are you, the deceased?" A policeman came over. Since it was Yang Mingzhu who had just called the police, there were a series of things that needed to be interrogated in detail. This was also the procedure.
Yang Mingzhu was very cooperative and answered very carefully. After questioning for half an hour, the police finally finished asking. Then they left Yang Mingzhu's phone number and contact information before leaving.
"You can go now. Sorry to keep you waiting." Yang Mingzhu walked up to Lin Yu and said.
"It's okay, let's go." Lin Yu stood up and walked forward with Yang Mingzhu.
The streets were still very lively, because the snow was so heavy that the roads were almost closed, and the traffic in the city was paralyzed. There were very few cars on the streets, almost none, and most of them were pedestrians.
"I think today's weather is unusually clear and the air is unusually good." Yang Mingzhu said quietly, looking at the sky that almost looked like it had been washed with water.