Yue Qiniang was found in her room that night. She put on a Huadan costume and hanged herself in the center of her room.
The class leader knelt down and cried, and Yue Qiniang's usual maids and slaves cried all over the place.
Jiang Wu hurried over, pushed aside the crowd and looked inside. Several young men were lifting Yue Qiniang down. She had some bruises on her face, a heavy strangulation mark on her neck, and a crooked stool on the ground.
She actually hanged herself.
Jiang Wu looked at Fu Heng, who also frowned slightly. On the other side, the eldest son of the Yu family, Yu Changqing, was talking to the class leader. Judging from their expressions, Yu Changqing should be comforting him.
Next to Yue Qiniang's body was a little girl in pink clothes. Looking at her 12 or 13 years old, she cried so much that her whole body became weak. There was also a broken tray at the door.
It was almost evening now. Judging from this tray, it might be her maid who came to bring her food. At noon, Yue Qiniang talked to Fu Heng and cooked. She put on a fancy dress and put makeup on her face.
Put on makeup...
That shouldn't be long from now!
Jiang Wu ignored the crowd and ran to the side of the maid in a few steps. He pointed at Yue Qiniang who had been laid flat on the ground and said, "Are you her maid?"
The little girl nodded with tears in her eyes.
Jiang Wu asked: "When was the last time you spoke to her? Did she open the door at that time? Did you see her in person?"
The little maid was confused by this series of questions, and she was almost stunned for a while before saying: "It must have been two-quarters of an hour ago, I asked her what she wanted to eat at night, and she said she had no appetite... so I went to the kitchen after a while to give it to her
I brought a bowl of soup, but I didn’t expect that she would not be able to think about it... Wuwu."
Two quarters of an hour, that's more than half an hour, which is a bit long.
Jiang Wu frowned slightly and walked straight to Yue Qiniang's body. There were four or five people surrounding her, all of whom seemed to be junior students in the Yulou class. Some were crying, and two people were preparing to carry Yue Qiniang's body away.
.
Jiang Wu took a look and immediately stopped the two people, "What are you doing!"
The two of them stayed for a moment, and one of them muttered: "Take the body away and let her be buried as soon as possible..."
Jiang Wu pushed the man away and scolded: "Why are you so anxious when he's not dead yet?"
"Not... not dead?" The man was stunned again.
Jiang Wu had no time to continue arguing with these people. She walked directly to Yue Qiniang and felt her pulse, which was basically cold.
Seeing her movements, a man next to her said: "It's useless, we have already tried it, she is already dead..."
Jiang Wu raised his eyes and saw that this person's eyes seemed a little sad. He might be one of Yue Qiniang's suitors. A girl like Yue Qiniang must have many suitors.
In fact, after a person hangs himself, he can be saved within a period of time. Although the chance is relatively slim, how do you know if you don't give it a try?
The pulse is cold, but after hanging, it may be possible to revive the patient with cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but the probability is relatively low.
Jiang Wu first lowered his head and listened carefully to her heartbeat. In winter, through the thick clothes, he couldn't hear anything. There were people around here. No matter whether Yue Qiniang was dead or alive, she was still a woman, and Jiang Wu didn't want her to die.
Later, people still talked about this matter, so I simply issued an eviction order——
"Everyone should go out, leaving only this servant here to serve."
When she said this, some people immediately became unhappy. First of all, it was the junior students. They did not know Jiang Wu, and they did not even know where this girl came from. One of the junior students shouted: "Qiniang is from our Yulou class."
Even if he dies, it’s our Yulou class’s responsibility to take care of him. Who dares to take charge of our Yulou class?”
His words narrowed the road. This was the passenger ship of the Yu family. The people on the ship were either rich or noble. No matter how famous the Yulou troupe was, they were just low-class actors. They dared to speak to the distinguished guests of the Yu family like this.
Xiaosheng's words are also a little careless.
When he said this, another boy poked his arm and signaled him to stop talking with his eyes. Everyone who could appear on this passenger ship, except for the people in his Yulou class, was either rich or noble. This girl looked like
She is also very gorgeously dressed, and you can't stop her from doing whatever she wants.
But even so... they looked at Yue Qiniang's body and still didn't want her to be touched by some unknown person even after she died. The person suddenly pointed at another young student and said, "But Fusheng used to be a doctor at home. He has already
I’ve checked Qiniang’s body and she’s already gone.”
After saying this, the man's tears fell involuntarily.
Jiang Wu is going to be annoyed to death - how can these people be so stubborn? Everyone is dead, and they will not be saved if we don't hurry up. Are you still here thinking about whether I have an unknown origin? Besides, I'm the only one
Woman, what can you do to Yue Qiniang’s body? Even if it’s really for Yue Qiniang’s so-called dignity after death, wouldn’t it be worse for you men to be here?
While she was undressing Yue Qiniang, she shouted: "Jin Yiwei! Get these people out!"
Jin Yiwei may not listen to her words, but he will listen to Fu Heng's words. When Fu Heng is not around, people can also see how much Fu Heng cares about this little widower. Not to mention such a trivial matter, naturally he does not dare to disobey.
With three strokes, five divided by two, several people in the room were thrown out directly.
When Jiang Wu saw the door closed, he immediately ordered the little girl, "Come on, let me take off her top first."
The little girl was stunned again, pointing at Yue Qiniang and crying: "But the master has already gone..."
Jiang Wu frowned and said quickly: "The time is still short, maybe we can still save him, but if you keep grinding, you won't be able to save me."
The two quickly untied their clothes. Jiang Wu said: "Now, you count the rhythm of my pressing her. After I press thirty times, you pinch her nose, tilt her head back, and blow into her mouth."
Angry, do you understand?"
The little girl seemed to understand. Jiang Wu didn't bother to care whether she understood or not. Saving people was the most important thing. She put her hands on the middle and lower third of the sternum, pressed with the heels of her hands, and applied force with her shoulders and elbows.
Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is often not as light as in TV dramas. The standard depth of cardiopulmonary resuscitation needs to reach about five centimeters. Jiang Wu almost put his entire weight into it.
Fortunately, the little girl was smarter than she thought, and she cooperated very well with her. After Jiang Wu finished one round of massage, she immediately gave Yue Qiniang artificial respiration, and did it four or five times. Jiang Wu slowly discovered that Yue Qiniang
His face seemed not as dark as before.
There is really help! Jiang Wu became excited. Even though she was sweating profusely, the little girl's face was flushed with anxiety——
Finally, the person on the ground closed her eyes and let out a hoarse groan, and she lived.