don't be alone anymore

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This update is to supplement the daily update chapter during the period of Jinjiang Clean Network (15th to 29th). This chapter has been released on the author's Weibo. Readers who have already read it, please wait for the normal update at 20:[-] tonight. *loss of reason*

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When they received the police, Wen Yang and Li Yanqing clearly heard what the 110 command center said: Debt disputes, come to collect debts.

Disputes may involve gangsters, so we need to be more vigilant.

But when the patrolling police car drove to the neighborhood where the incident happened, when Li Yanqing and Wen Yang rushed to the rental house, there was an iron gate where everyone was pushing and shoving. scattered, leaving only a pair of men and women dejected on the ground.

The young man's head was lying on the woman's lap, and he kept retching, but he couldn't spit out anything.

Seeing the police coming, the woman howled and convulsed,

"Police, help..."

While Li Yanqing checked the scene, Wen Yang squatted in front of the two and asked about the situation of the young woman.

"what happened?"

There was no blood on the man's body visible to the naked eye, and Wen Yang couldn't tell whether there were any injured in the dispute just now.

"I... our family's Ah Liang was poisoned... woo woo woo..."

Poisoning?

Wen Yang frowned in shock.

The door-to-door debt collection is usually caused by trauma caused by pushing or internal injuries caused by fists and kicks. How could it be related to poisoning?

Wen Yang patted the woman on the shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

The woman was then instructed to lay her boyfriend flat on the ground, and then Wen Yang used his own strength to put the man into a stable side lying position so that the man could breathe.

"Has an ambulance been called?"

"...Called! Called!"

"How did he get poisoned? Was the person who came to collect the debt poisoned?"

If it was poisoned by the debt collector, Wen Yang had to notify the command center for further instructions.

"...No, it's not a debt collector, it's the pesticide Ah Liang drank himself..."

"..."

Whether he wanted to scare away the debt collectors, or he was afraid to face it because of the high debt, Wen Yang felt that A Liang in front of him was an idiot at the moment.

But now to save lives...

"Now take us into the house and find a wooden plank that can lift people out. People lift it down first, and hurry up to save time."

The rental house in front of me may not have other things, but simple wooden boards can be seen everywhere.

Li Yanqing originally thought that he would take out a piece of wood from the bed board, but when he entered the room, there were decent wood boards everywhere in the living room.

After asking the young woman, she found out that the man named A Liang lying on the ground was a carpenter.

I usually do carpentry work with various decoration teams, and my good craftsmanship is often praised by customers.

If you come and go again and again, you don't have to worry about running out of food.

Usually when the previous job is finished, the next job is waiting.

It is also because of this that A Liang, who came to Beicheng City from the county, has the capital to take root in this city.

"It's all because of gambling!"

While helping two police officers move her boyfriend, the young woman kept berating gambling for its harm.

In the past few months, I don't know which fellow from the village introduced Ah Liang to play a mobile game, and the nature of the game is actually gambling.

The fellow said that he had invested 1 yuan in it and won thousands of dollars in one go, and Ah Liang was moved.

Although the household registration of my hometown cannot be transferred to Beicheng, many intercity high-speed trains have been opened around Beicheng, and several surrounding counties and cities can reach Beicheng within half an hour.

A Liang and his girlfriend have long taken a fancy to Ningcheng, which is the closest to the center of Beicheng City, and plan to buy a small two-bedroom there and live a happy life with a house and a family.

But a misstep turned into eternal hatred, and his greed ruined A Liang's fortune and his good expectations.

Hundreds of thousands of hard-earned savings were all thrown into gambling games, and the foreign debts from regular customers and friends alone amounted to 60 yuan.

Ah Liang, who wanted to get back his money, had no other way out and borrowed usury again.

The usury interest rate rolled over to 200 million within a few days.

To be honest, when the loan sharks came to collect the debt and splashed paint on the wall just now, Ah Liang didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in his heart.

He was not even afraid of conflicting with the other party at all, and for a moment he even hoped that he could die in the hands of the other party.

Maybe he can lose some money to his parents in his hometown.

The bottle full of pesticides was brought back to his hometown after his father asked him to buy it.

My father said that this bottle of insecticide is very effective, and there are no insects in other people's land.

The bottle of insecticide had been left by the iron gate, A Liang was worried that he would forget it when he went home next time.

The debt collectors who came to the door did not do anything, but threatened with words.

The desperate Ah Liang saw the pesticide as if he saw "salvation".

He moved his hands very fast, and before the two fierce debt collectors could see clearly what he was drinking, he swallowed the insecticide several times.

Along with the painful wailing sounded, there was also a police car siren outside the rental building.

The two debt collectors ran away, and only the girlfriend beside him understood what A Liang had done in a daze.

Pesticides...

That is poison!

You can't drink the poison in your stomach!

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Two policemen and a young woman worked together to lift the man who committed suicide by swallowing pesticides out of the rental building.

The three of them were exhausted and out of breath. After waiting for 2 minutes, they finally waited for the ambulance that was blocked halfway for a long time.

Wen Yang glanced at the license plate number and paused.

The two teams that belong to the same area can often meet when they are on duty.

She trotted two steps and met Jian Muzi, the leader of the emergency team.

"Drinking the pesticide, there is no other trauma. In order to hurry up the rescue time, we carried him down first."

Jian Muzi glanced at the sweaty police officer Wen, and grabbed the other's hand before the other wanted to wipe the sweat with the back of his hand.

"Don't touch."

Wen Yang was startled, and immediately stopped moving.

Seeing that a drop of sweat was about to slide onto Officer Wen's eyelashes, Jian Muzi hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and wiped the sweat off the officer's face with the back of her sleeve.

"Toxin remains, don't touch it."

The words of explanation obviously did not fall into Wen Yang's ears.

Someone who was foolishly there was overwhelmed by Jian Muzi's... tenderness just now?

Startled again.

"Master Li? And...you."

Jian Muzi pointed to the young woman kneeling aside,

"Don't touch your own skin with your hands that have touched the patient's skin. When you arrive at the hospital in a while, wash your hands immediately to remove the toxin residue."

Lewis and Fade Chen convert young men from planks to mobile stretcher beds.

Because of Jian Muzi's reminder, the three members of the emergency team were all wearing gloves to work at the moment.

The slight movement still affected the poisoned man. Just as he was carried onto the stretcher, the man tilted his head and vomited.

A lot of vomit was instantly stained on one side of the stretcher bed.

Jian Muzi hurried back to the car and took out a vomit bag.

Without using other people's hands, he stood directly on the side of the vomit, and put the vomit bag under the mouth of the poisoned man.

She followed the movement of the stretcher bed and patted the patient's back slowly in an attempt to make the poisoned man feel better.

To deal with this kind of poisoned patients, the ambulance in the pre-hospital emergency can't do much useful work.

Some effective rescue methods such as gastric lavage can only be completed after the hospital.

The stretcher was pushed onto the ambulance, which sped to the hospital.

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After the ambulance left, Li Yanqing took Wen Yang to a shop on the street and borrowed a toilet to wash his hands.

Both of them washed it several times, and they felt relieved when their intuition was enough.

When it was time to wash his hands, Wen Yang complained,

"Jian Muzi actually used her sleeve to wipe my sweat just now! Her sleeves are even more unclean!"

Li Yanqing in the passenger seat smiled when he heard the sound, but did not answer Wen Yang's words.

This "old man" from the Public Security Bureau who watched Wen Yang grow up knew of Wen Yang's petty temper.

Anyone who is not familiar with Wen Yang will say that she is a good-tempered, upright and capable policeman.

But anyone who is familiar with Wen Yang knows that Wen Yang has a short temper.

For example, what you say is duplicity, what you say with a knife is like bean curd.

And this kind of petty temper that has to be complained about once before it is willing to give up can only be dealt with people who care about it.

Wen Yang is too lazy to say one more word for an insignificant person.

After get off work, Wen Yang and Li Yanqing went to the hospital to inquire about the poisoned young man.

The emergency doctor who attended in the morning shook his head regretfully.

Toxic substances such as pesticides, one sip is basically fatal, let alone several sips?

Gastric lavage just slows down the time of death.

The poisoned man was dragged back to his hometown by his relatives who were driven to Beicheng City.

Maybe he will die on the way home, maybe he will see the world for the last time in his hometown when he came.

Before coming to the hospital, Wen Yang had his last glimmer of hope because of that little pity.

When she was not a police officer, she often listened to the old people in the police station talk about the daily routine of going to the police.

Ah Liang was not the first person to commit suicide by drinking pesticides. Wen Yang knew the strong toxicity of such things since he was a child.

When walking out of the hospital, Wen Yang glanced at the dark winter sky.

There are no stars today, and it seems that tomorrow will not be sunny.

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"The command center calls 10919, and the command center will call 10919."

"10919 received, please speak to 110."

"A group brawl occurred at the Chongqing Chaotianmen Hot Pot Restaurant on Nanwan Road. Someone was injured at the scene, please go to the scene to deal with it."

"10919 understands, rush to the scene immediately."

During supper time, if the focus of drinking and talking is on "wine", then there will probably be a loss of rationality after talking and talking.

In interpersonal communication, if there is a lack of rationality, a disagreement will return to the barbaric state of primitive people.

The corridors of the hot pot restaurant and the private room area are already in a mess.

Other customers had left the place of right and wrong as early as when the riot broke out in the private room area.

At this moment, in the lobby of the hotpot restaurant, there is only the owner of the hotpot restaurant with a sad face, and the two parties who are still cursing.

What made the two parties stop fighting was not a rational return, but a severed finger.

Two tables of men who were drinking too much refused to give way to each other in the corridor outside the private room.

It is clearly a three-meter-wide aisle, but no one is willing to give up a position and go another way.

So the situation escalated and turned into a fight between two groups of people.

Just punches and kicks are enough, even the long knife in the trunk is taken.

The sharpened blade instantly cut off the subconsciously resisting fingers.

After a scream, the little finger of the wounded flew out in the direction of the knife...

Seeing that the two groups of people at the scene still had no intention of shutting up, Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi pulled out the pepper water spray pinned to their waists.

The two groups of people who were still fighting each other just now were caught off guard by the spray of pepper water, and they all cried with their eyes closed.

The two police officers looked at the group of people squatting on the ground, and then they were a little relieved to deal with the most important thing right now.

"Where's the finger? Did you find it?"

Seeing that the two police officers took care of the first strong man, the owner of the hot pot restaurant dared to step forward and answer, "Here, police officer! The head waiter in our store just found a clean bottle and put it away, waiting for the doctor to come. "

Wen Yang nodded when he heard the sound, and pointed to the man who looked like a companion by the side of the wounded, "You let him lie down, why are you sitting on a chair?? Waiting for us to come and hold a commendation meeting for you?? He was already there Bleeding, you still let him sit??"

The wounded companion, who was scared to death by the severed finger and scared to death by the sound of howling in the room, helped the wounded to lie down under Wen Yang's reminder.

The trembling effort to help others directly made Wen Yang roll his eyes.

Where did the energy of fighting just now go?

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