Chapter 6: Rescue
The car soon arrived at the Public Security Bureau in a nearby town.
"Can I see you again next time? When I have the chance, I will treat you to the buns made by my mother. They are delicious." It doesn't matter whether they meet or not, but Wen Zhu really hopes that they can all live well.
Qian Jingsheng couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth to follow her smile, and a gentle smile appeared on his cold face.
"Okay, I'll definitely try it if I get a chance."
The driver who had been paying attention to the situation in front took the opportunity to quickly interrupt and said, "I want to eat too."
Wen Zhu smiled, "Okay, no problem!"
The man next to him resumed his serious and cold tone, "You think about eating all day long. Can you eat and take the people's food casually? Drive your car properly."
"Yes!" Brother Bing answered in a strong and resounding voice.
The car stopped in front of the police station. Qian Jingsheng showed his ID to see the director, quickly explained the situation, and prepared to leave with his men.
"Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, can you please leave someone to take me home? I'm scared!"
Wen Zhu risked her life to save him. Her pitiful expression and pleading tone, coupled with the yellow mud she was now covered in, were probably unbearable to look at. But she didn't care, as long as her goal was achieved.
"Okay." Qian Jingsheng thought for a moment and agreed.
"Can you keep him? He looks like my brother and I'm shy."
Wen Zhu pointed at the male lead, Gu Zhenbei. Knowing he was the male lead wasn't hard to do, but the moment he appeared, the comments went off like smoke. They almost wished there was a halo on their foreheads to tell everyone he was the male lead.
You can tell by just looking at the pretentious attitude without looking at the comments.
Gu Zhen Beiji reluctantly stayed and promised to send Wen Zhu home safely. Military orders are like mountains, and a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official, not to mention that the other person is many ranks higher than him.
The public security officers were also very quick to understand the situation. After speaking with Qian Xusen's father, he said he would mobilize all his connections to assist the police. Both sides quickly assembled their teams and set off.
Wen Zhu's description was so detailed that it shocked them. He even predicted the traffickers' escape route. He also asked them to pay attention to some clues they had left along the way. They had originally thought that a little girl must have been terrified.
But when he learned that she had escaped from the human traffickers, walked alone in the mountains all night, and had a backup plan for another abducted child, his indifference gradually turned into admiration.
Isn’t this a medal that is definitely delivered to your door?
Therefore, the Public Security Bureau contacted other branches along the route as quickly as possible, and together with the people sent by the Qian family, they went to pursue and intercept them.
With the help of a female police officer, Wen Zhu found a place to take a shower and change clothes, only then did she discover that Qian Jingsheng's coat was on her.
I guess someone kindly put it on her before she went to sleep. I can only hope that he comes back safely so that I can have a chance to return it.
Throughout the whole process, Gu Zhenbei looked impatient, as if Wen Zhu was hindering his bright future.
Wen Zhu simply ignored him. He looked decent, but he was just pretending. She had now awakened her past life memories, and with her vocabulary, she could dislike the male protagonist, Long Aotian, a hundred times without repeating herself!
I took the time to look at the comments, and everyone was praising her for her cleverness. If she had kept the male lead, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to fall into the trap, which led to Qian Jingsheng being tricked and killed.
She also thinks she is very powerful.
After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, she wore ordinary old clothes, which unexpectedly made people's eyes light up and marvel. The main reason was that she was so delicate. Even with the scars on her face, she had a kind of battle-damaged beauty, which made people feel even more distressed. Gu Zhenbei, who had originally looked at her with disgust, was suddenly stunned for two seconds, and then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Sister, can I borrow your phone to let my family know I'm safe? I'm afraid they'll be worried."
The police girl saw Wen Zhu's porcelain-white skin covered with scars and her big, watery eyes that looked cute and soft, so she immediately took her to make a phone call.
"Talk to your family, there's no rush."
Then he whispered in her ear, "It's okay to hit her more often. I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, he closed the door, blocking Gu Zhenbei's sight.
I called the village committee. After a while, I called again and heard my mother's voice on the other end of the line, "Ni, my baby, you... scared me to death..., you little bastard, you little bastard..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears.
Then the phone was transferred to Dad. "My dear, where are you? We were so worried that we even reported you to the police. We looked everywhere but couldn't find you. Everyone in our village also helped to look for you, but we still couldn't find you. We were so worried. I scolded your brother for not taking good care of you. If you don't come back, I..."
As he spoke, his voice became a little choked.
"Where are you? Dad is here to pick you up. Be safe, don't be scared. We'll be there soon."
Wen Zhu picked out the key points and said what she could, fearing that they would worry. She kept saying that everything was fine, that she was fine, and that the police would send her home.
After he finished speaking, his brother, who was listening with his ears perked up, also had tears in his eyes.
My little sister has suffered a lot. It's all their fault for not taking good care of her. Why did they let her walk to school by herself? Why didn't they pick her up? Why didn't they pick her up earlier?
Wen Zhu heard the caring voice on the other end of the phone asking her if she was hungry or cold, and she thought of her master again. She could no longer hold back and tears welled up in her eyes.
I could only force myself to calm down and say, "I'm fine. I couldn't be better. I'm alive and well, no limbs missing. I just want to eat my mother's cooking."
After a few more words, she repeatedly assured the police that they would take her home and comfort her parents before hanging up. Although the police officer told her that she could talk more and it would be fine, she couldn't keep calling because the phone bill was not cheap.
When she changed her clothes, she found that there was money sewn into the inner pocket of her vest. It was a little damp, but it could be used after drying.
She was wearing clothes that the police officer's sister had outgrown, saying they were gifts. But her shoes were still wet, and since she couldn't find anything that would fit her, she went to the town department store and bought the cheapest rubber shoes and a pair of socks for a total of 3.5 yuan. Her feet were wrinkled from the soaking wet shoes. She couldn't bear to throw away the old ones, so she put them in a bag and took them home later to wash and wear again.
Things are different now than in the past. We have to be frugal with things and not spend money lavishly.
Gu Zhenbei was like a ghost, following her like a ghost, neither leaving nor talking to her. Wen Zhu was just happy and at ease, simply ignoring his existence.
She passed by a Chinese medicine shop and was hesitant about whether to go in and get some herbs to make a medicated mask to treat the scratches on her face. After all, it would not be good to have scars on her face at such a young age. And the sooner she treated it, the better the effect.
Before I even stepped into the store, there was a sudden commotion on the street.
"Hey, why is this old man lying on the ground? Is he dead?"
"Who is this?"
"What should we do? Call a doctor!"
Wen Zhu couldn't change his professional habits. He subconsciously rushed through the crowd and squatted beside the old man. He began to pry open his eyelids and mouth and looked. Then he put his hand on his pulse and felt it, his expression a little solemn.
This is a sign of a stroke! Acupuncture must be used immediately to clear the blocked blood vessels, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. But where did she get the silver needles now?
"Why are you, a little kid, joining in the fun? Don't cause trouble. Get it done quickly and I'll take you back." Gu Zhenbei looked at Wen Zhu who was moving towards the direction where the person fainted, and was meddling in other people's business. He felt a little displeased.
Wen Zhu didn't have time to pay attention to this pretentious man. "If you don't want to follow me, just leave. I'll ask the police to take me home." After saying that, he turned and ran into the Chinese medicine clinic to borrow some silver needles. Gu Zhenbei was choked and speechless, and could only stand aside with a cold face.
"Someone outside has fainted from a stroke. I'll rent a silver needle for one dollar to save him, and I'll pay it back after use. It's urgent, help his life!" Wen Zhu only saw a young man and no Chinese medicine doctor on duty, so he had to tell him.
The young man was also worried when he saw this. He couldn't make a decision and said to Wen Zhu helplessly, "The old man is out seeing patients and won't be back until the afternoon. I can only prescribe medicine according to the prescription and watch over the door. This..."
"If anything goes wrong, I will take the responsibility. It has nothing to do with your clinic."
The guy knew that human life was at stake, but the girl was too young and he was afraid that she would get into trouble.
But looking at her demeanor, her posture and tone were exactly the same as the old man's when he asked her to take the needle.
My heart softened and I handed over a pack of silver needles.
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