She quickened her pace and saw a large group of people fleeing in panic on the road not far ahead. Where they ran, there was a pile of bicycles lying on the ground, and a man wielding a knife was chasing after them.
The man shouted as he brandished a sharp kitchen knife, seemingly aimlessly chasing and slashing whoever was closest to him.
Two or three people had already been injured by the madman, and they, like the others, were trying to run to safety, away from the madman with the knife.
Lin Qingyan quickly deduced that the man with the knife was either deliberately seeking revenge on society because of something, or he had a split personality; otherwise, he wouldn't want to kill everyone equally.
Some people were eager to try and stop the madman's behavior, but the madman seemed very strong and had weapons, making it very difficult to subdue him.
At that moment, a green jeep stopped by the roadside. The door opened, and a tall, green figure darted out of the car with lightning speed. With long strides, like a drawn sword, he rushed directly towards the direction of the madman with the knife.
Lin Qingyan cheered inwardly. The soldier had arrived, and she hoped he could subdue that wicked madman.
I also pray that this soldier will be alright.
Whether in her past life or now, she has an innate reverence for soldiers, especially those who are so courageous and willing to step forward when others are in trouble.
Although the madman was crazy, the soldier was well-trained and highly skilled.
No sooner said than done.
Within minutes, the soldier had taken the kitchen knife from the madman and pinned him to the ground, but his arm had been slashed by the madman.
Only then did someone dare to step forward and help him subdue the madman.
"Comrade soldier, your arm is injured. Leave this madman to us, you should go to the hospital for treatment."
Lu Zhengting glanced at the wound on his arm that was bleeding profusely, handed the madman over to the others, held the injured area with his other hand, and stood up.
Seeing that he was covering his wound with his hand and blood was still gushing out from between his fingers, Lin Qingyan quickly went over to him.
"Soldier, your arm needs to be stopped bleeding immediately."
Lu Zhengting glanced at the little girl who was walking over. "Yes, I was just about to go to the hospital."
"Let me stop the bleeding for you first, then you can go to the hospital. That way, you won't bleed any more."
She casually took out a clean white handkerchief from her bag, looked up at Lu Zhengting and said, "This hand is probably clean. Take your hand away first, and I'll bandage it for you. It should at least stop some of the bleeding."
Lu Zhengting paused for a moment, glanced at the white handkerchief in the little girl's hand, and then nodded.
He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, while she was less than 1.6 meters tall; her overall height only reached his shoulder.
His wound was on his upper arm, and to help bandage him better, she said, "Lower your body a little."
"good."
He quickly bent down to lower the wound to a suitable height for her, and after Lin Qingyan said "okay," he removed his hand from her injured arm.
Blood kept oozing from the wound. Lin Qingyan quickly wrapped a handkerchief around his arm and gently pressed the acupoints around the wound with her slender white fingers. After she finished bandaging him, the bleeding from the wound did stop a lot.
Only a small amount of blood seeped from the part wrapped in the white handkerchief.
Lu Zhengting felt that the wound she had bandaged didn't hurt as much anymore. He looked at Lin Qingyan. The little girl was thin and small, and her face, which was smaller than his palm, was sickly pale, but her big eyes were particularly clear and bright.
As he gazed at Lin Qingyan, Lin Qingyan also looked up at him. Her only impression of his face was that he was good-looking, but she had no time to appreciate handsome men right now. She quickly reminded him, "Comrade, you should go to the hospital again. Your wound still needs to be disinfected."
Lu Zhengting then came to his senses, "Okay, comrade, thank you so much."
"You're welcome."
He glanced at the handkerchief instinctively: "Comrade, could you tell me your name and address so I can personally come to thank you and give you your things..."
Lin Qingyan smiled and said, "It's just a small favor, nothing to mention. As for the gift, it's just a small handkerchief, you don't need to return it."
At this moment, someone pushed a bicycle to Lu Zhengting's side and said, "Comrade soldier, let me take you to the hospital."
Lu Zhengting's gaze fell on the handkerchief again, then shifted to Lin Qingyan: "Comrade, what is your name, and where do you live?"
Lin Qingyan shook her head: "You really don't need to know, because I'm going to the countryside to become an educated youth, and we may never have the chance to meet again. It's my honor to be able to help my comrade in the military. You should go to the hospital now. Goodbye!"
After saying that, she turned around and started walking in the opposite direction.
Lu Zhengting did not immediately get on the bicycle. He watched Lin Qingyan leave. The girl was thin, but her back was straight.
This delicate young girl is actually going to the countryside.
The cyclist urged Lu Zhengting, "Comrade soldier, let's go to the hospital quickly, your wound is serious."
"oh."
Lu Zhengting got on the bicycle, but his gaze drifted in the direction Lin Qingyan had left.
He only looked away when that small figure had completely disappeared into the crowd.
Lin Qingyan then went to the pharmaceutical factory, and with the guidance of the old gatekeeper, she found the factory manager's office.
He knocked on the door, and a deep male voice came from inside, "Come in."
Lin Qingyan opened the door and saw a middle-aged man in his fifties sitting behind the desk inside, with several envelopes in front of him.
When Director Qin looked at Lin Qingyan, he paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about who this person was, but he quickly realized who it was.
This is the daughter of a martyr from their factory.
After Dong Lianxin sacrificed herself to save collective property, she left behind Lin Qingyan, who was only three years old.
When Lin Qingyan was young, he organized his employees to visit her family several times.
Every time they visited, they saw Xiao Qingyan wearing new clothes, but because she was so thin, the clothes looked too big on her, and there was a pile of snacks in front of her.
The girl was just too quiet. When they asked her anything, she would only nod or shake her head, without saying a word to them.
They had always assumed Lin Qingyan was doing well in the Lin family, until this morning when he received several letters of complaint…
He smiled at Lin Qingyan: "Is this Qingyan? Come in, come in. I just remembered, you have a job at the factory. You should be old enough by now. You're here today for work-related matters, right? Even if you hadn't come, I would have gone to your house to find out more about the situation."
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