don't be alone anymore

*Then you come and teach me how to do it! *

……

Before the evening shift, Officer Wen, who acted cautiously, deliberately chose to have dinner at home before going out.

Instead of going to the unit cafeteria to eat, he temporarily avoided being threatened or educated by Jian Muzi.

Who knows if Auntie kept it a secret?

Police Officer Wen, who is consciously witty, did not show up at the Public Security Bureau more than ten minutes before going to work.

Who would have thought that as soon as he approached the main entrance of the unit, he was caught by Jian Muzi who was waiting at the main entrance.

Officer Wen had to admire him.

Today, I temporarily changed the route and didn't enter the unit through the back door, so the other party can count on this matter.

Suddenly something came to her mind:

Sun Wukong can't escape the illusion of the Tathagata Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain.

Hey West!

Wen Yang complained all the way in his heart, but still posted it awkwardly.

It's just uneasy.

"Coincidentally, Jian Mumu."

Officer Wen swallowed,

"Why are you here?"

"Wait for you."

Jian Muzi didn't meander when she spoke, she directly pointed out the purpose of her visit.

Then she managed to see Officer Wen showing embarrassment, but he was still stubborn.

"Oh, wait for me... let's go, go in first."

The person leading the way at the front is far from the calmness shown on the face.

Wen Yang was extremely nervous, as if his feet were going limp.

She can only comfort herself.

I'm not scared!

Coming to the door of the duty room, Jian Muzi stopped Wen Yang who was walking ahead.

"Wen Yang, I came to you to ask you how to make big bone chicken soup? The dean likes the soup in the morning."

Two simple sentences reveal a lot of meaning:

First, she, Jian Muzi, already knew that the big bone chicken soup for breakfast was made by Wen Yang.

Second, Dean Xia Liang likes this soup

Third, maybe she likes Jian Muzi too?

Wen Yang knew immediately that he had been exposed by his allies.

She rolled her eyes silently in her heart.

Regarding Lin Yueqing's betrayal of herself, she did not intend to repay her grievances and betray the other party.

Officer Wen turned around, bit his lip and regained his composure.

"I'll send you a WeChat message later?"

"it is good."

After Jian Muzi walked away, Officer Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

She could imagine that if Jian Muzi said a few more words, her calm personality would collapse.

……

The summer in Beicheng is hot, and the outdoor temperature in midsummer is often above 37 degrees.

Citizens wear light and thin clothes in order to understand the possibility of sudden burns if they are not careful.

So in summer, the burn department of the hospital is very busy.

And also busy on the road, there are 120 emergency teams.

After receiving the order from the 120 dispatch center, the emergency team is now rushing to deal with a first aid order for burns and scalds.

A two-year-old and five-month-old child...

Troubletwo is a lively and active age.

The hot pan at the entrance of the breakfast shop is filled with four-fifths of oil, and the hot oil is used by the store to fry fried dough sticks and pancakes.

The mother of the little boy brought the child to this shop for breakfast.

The young mother was eating breakfast alone at the dining table, not caring about her child at all.

The little boy who was bouncing up and down and running around in the shop accidentally stumbled on the foot of the table with his right foot, and threw his upper body straight into the frying pan.

The oil pan fell due to the thrust, and the hot oil was scattered all over the floor.

Beside the hot pan, the feet of the deep-fried dough stick master were scalded with blisters.

The man in his 50s stood there in a daze, not because of the pain in his foot, but because of the child on the ground...

While struggling in the frying pan, the little boy drank a few mouthfuls of boiling oil, severely scalding his face, nose and throat.

After kicking his legs on the ground and struggling a few times, the little boy stopped moving.

The diners in the store heard the screams and ran out of the store, and a circle of people surrounded the store door in an instant.

Those who dialed 120 dialed 120, those who rushed to get cold water, and those who ran across the street to buy gauze and scald medicine.

A group of passers-by did their best for the rescue work in an instant. Only one woman sat quietly at the table in the store, continuing her breakfast, as if what happened at the door of the store had nothing to do with her.

And this woman is the little boy's mother, her own.

The proprietress and kind-hearted passers-by yelled many times,

"Whose child is this?"

"Whose little boy is this?"

The only one who turned a deaf ear was the mother who was at the dining table with her mobile phone in one hand and the steamed bun in the other.

There were more and more passers-by helping at the door, and the chef who fried fried dough sticks was helped by passers-by to sit by the sink.

A group of people probably realized that the injured boy in the breakfast shop should be a parentless person, so they had to call 110 to seek help from the police.

……

Patrol and emergency teams rushed to the scene.

When Fade Chen and Liu Yi were getting equipment in the ambulance, Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi happened to park the car on the side of the road.

Rao, who was a member of the emergency team and the patrol team, was also shocked after seeing the tragic appearance of the little boy lying on the ground.

This child...is so pitiful...

They noticed the hot oil pan that was overturned on the ground, and the hot oil spread all over the storefront.

The little boy was wet everywhere.

What wetted his body was naturally not water, but scalding hot oil.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the outside temperature was already 33 degrees.

Zhang Luzhi wiped the sweat off his face...

He has already become this kind of virtue not long after leaving the air-conditioned car, then this child...

Is there any help?

He turned his head and couldn't bear to look at the poor child again.

……

The little boy was moved away from the hot oil center in front of the breakfast shop by kind passers-by.

When a group of people were panicking in the back room looking for something to cushion their children, the young mother who had finished scrolling through Weibo/blog and Moments on her mobile phone suddenly remembered something.

"Lele?"

"Lele?"

"Wang/Eight/Egg Han Le! Where did my mother die?"

The angry mother only noticed at this moment that she was the only one left in the store... The rest of the people gathered around the door of the store.

Perhaps the last trace of humanity/sex played a role. The young mother finally put away her mobile phone and got up to check the situation.

……

The life-old child actually just fell into a coma when he encountered such a situation.

Jian Muzi was doing emergency treatment for the little boy, while the child's mother was bluffing with the proprietress of the breakfast shop about compensation.

Wait until I heard that the big kid didn't die?

When the child's mother froze, and the passers-by couldn't stand it anymore, the child's mother was entangled in the child's medical expenses.

"Quiet!"

The angry voice silenced the woman in her early twenties.

Wen Yang stared fiercely at his so-called biological mother,

"Can't you see our police here! Blind!"

Zhang Luzhi immediately stood beside Wen Yang, directly stating that there were two policemen at the scene.

"Who called the police just now?"

"Me! It's me, officer!"

A woman with a child in elementary school stood out from the crowd...

Then, another older gentleman stood up, "I, the police officer. I also called the police."

"Me! The police! I called the police too."

Police Officer Wen said calmly, filled with anger in his heart, "What is the reason for calling the police, tell her!"

"We couldn't find the child's parents... No one came to identify him after calling many times."

"Her? I saw her just now! We called the child's parents many times, and she was eating breakfast alone in the store, without even looking at her, and continued to play with her mobile phone. I still thought she was a stranger. A hearty passer-by."

"You, you, you... how do you talk? Who has no heart?"

A passerby told him that he was in a hurry, so the little boy's mother wiped her face with both hands, obviously trying to squeeze out a few tears.

"I... what happens to my son... I won't live anymore!"

Too hypocritical crying.

Wen Yang grabbed the opponent's arm and forcibly pulled off the hand that was wiping "tears" from the opponent's face.

Looking directly at the other party's face, there were no tears on her face, she smiled coldly, "Why did you go early! When it's time to look at the children, how about you? You have a delicious breakfast, and you have a lot of fun playing with your mobile phone. Right? The child is still in first aid, so you are here to ask the proprietress for compensation, are you the mother?"

"Then you teach me how to be? Then you teach me? I want to be a mother and give birth to myself. I don't care about being a mother! Educate me here? Don't think that you are a policeman and I am afraid of you!"

"How to speak?"

"How can you talk like that?"

"It's not like a mother!"

"Is it your own?"

Passers-by rushed to help Police Officer Wen accuse the boy's mother, and everyone was competing for the loudness and forcefulness of their voices.

The bluffing mother was surrounded by so many passers-by for a while, and her voice was overwhelmed after a few words of refutation.

Wen Yang withdrew from the crowd, completely ignoring the people who were criticizing him, since Zhang Luzhi was watching.

Now her whole heart is on that poor boy... Even if he still has breath, this boy will not be able to last much longer.

Even if a miracle happens, how should we face life in the future?

Especially, he has such an incompetent mother.

……

Jian Muzi pushed away the popsicles sent by the owner of the nearby grocery store.

This is a misunderstanding that many people have.

When dealing with burns and scalds, never use ice cubes to apply ice directly.

Applying ice cubes to the skin surface of the burn will cause the blood vessels under the wound to constrict excessively, which is not conducive to recovery.

"What about the patient with the scalded foot? The blisters haven't been popped, right?"

While treating a patient, Dr. Jian had to pay attention to the chattering voices of the crowd.

She heard that another injured person had a scalded foot with blisters.

The chef at the breakfast shop with a scalded foot was helped and moved over, "No, doctor. I didn't dare to pierce it."

"Ah."

The blisters produced by burns and scalds will inevitably become infected, and the blisters must not be punctured.

"Has any medicine been applied to the injured wound?"

"No, doctor. I bought burn medicine, but I didn't dare to wipe it on him."

Jian Muzi kept moving her hands, and while cleaning up the foreign objects for the little boy, she said again in a deep voice, "Yes."

For burns and scalds, without a doctor's diagnosis, do not apply any medicine on the wound surface, especially the use of toothpaste, plant ash and other home methods is strictly prohibited.

Not only can these things not treat wounds, but they may also lead to wound infection.

"Fade Chen, Liu Yi, wear gloves."

Jian Muzi unwrapped two new sterile sheets, one covered the mobile stretcher bed, and the other covered the little boy.

In the case of burns, even if the wound is wrapped with sterile gauze, the dressing material is easy to stick to the wound.

In order to avoid secondary damage to the injured skin, Jian Muzi chose not to bandage.

But without bandaging, the dirty air outside can easily cause infection...

Then the best way is to cover the surface of the wound with sterile gauze or clean clothes, and send the injured to the hospital immediately.

……

After instructing the two first aid team members to put on gloves, Jian Muzi quickly followed the two to carry the child onto the stretcher bed and into the car, all in one go.

And the two policemen who stayed at the scene to deal with the police situation, after waiting for the boss who came back from the delivery, took down the phone numbers of the passers-by who were willing to testify.

Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi helped the injured master into the police car, and brought the kind-hearted proprietress who felt that she should take some responsibility, but they ignored the so-called biological mother.

"Police, what about me? That's my son!"

Officer Wen paused when he opened the door, turned around and glanced at the other party, "I didn't say it wasn't your son, but I'm not willing to take you. If you have time to go to the hospital to see your son, take a taxi there!"

……

The author has something to say:

The case of the last volume is basically used as a lead wire, very few.

One of the deepest threads of this article will be revealed this week.