Wang Bei glanced at the burning, collapsing house, his eyes filled with deep thought, but he only glanced at it once before looking away. Instead, he and his colleagues carried Yang Xiaobei away so that Yang Xiaobei could see a doctor as soon as possible. Even though Wang Bei knew that doing so was meaningless, he didn't want to give up, even if there was even the slightest hope of survival.
After Wang Bei finished giving his instructions, he asked his two strongest men to carry Yang Xiaobei. He followed beside them and checked on Yang Xiaobei's condition at any time. The three of them then hurried to the hospital, hoping to save Yang Xiaobei's life from the hands of death.
Jiang Shushu was walking when he suddenly heard some noise in front of him. He quickly turned off the flashlight and found a place to hide.
It was too dark and Huang Hui accidentally stepped on a stone and almost fell, but Huang Hui's hands still held the rack tightly to prevent Yang Xiaobei from getting hurt.
Wang Bei: "Be careful! Xiaobei must not fall."
"I'm sorry, Brother Wang. It was too dark and I didn't notice the stone under my feet. I will be careful." Huang Hui felt very guilty and blamed himself for not standing firmly just now.
Wang Bei went forward to check and found that he could not find Yang Xiaobei's pulse. Wang Bei's face changed drastically.
When Huang Hui saw Wang Bei like this, he was shocked and even forgot to breathe, "Brother Wang, what happened to Xiaobei?" Could it be that the shake he just made just now had shaken away Xiaobei's last breath?
Wang Bei was heartbroken, tears streaming down his face as he whispered, "Xiaobei, he's gone."
Huang Hui and another colleague quickly put Yang Xiaobei down, with grief in their eyes.
Huang Hui said unwillingly, "Brother Wang, maybe we checked it wrong just now. We put Xiaobei on the ground. Please check again."
Wang Bei went forward to check again and found that Yang Xiaobei still had no pulse. This time Wang Bei did not say anything, but just shook his head helplessly, indicating that Yang Xiaobei was gone.
Huang Hui burst into tears, then raised his hand and slapped himself twice. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Why was I so careless? Why did I step on a stone? Xiaobei, I'm sorry!"
Wang Bei: "It's none of your business. Xiaobei's injuries are too severe. He can hardly make it to the hospital."
Jiang Shushu, who was hiding in the dark, heard Huang Hui's voice and heard Yang Xiaobei's name from his mouth. Jiang Shushu didn't care about so much and ran towards them quickly, "Did you find Xiaobei?"
Wang Bei and the other two looked at Jiang Shushu. Thinking that Jiang Shushu was supposed to marry Yang Xiaobei in a few days, they didn't know what to say for a moment. They all looked at Jiang Shushu with guilt.
Wang Bei: "Comrade Jiang, I'm sorry we couldn't bring Xiaobei back safely. Xiaobei risked his life to save us and was seriously injured. He just passed away."
When Jiang Shushu heard what Wang Bei said, tears immediately flowed down her face. Jiang Shushu quickly ran to Yang Xiaobei and saw Yang Xiaobei covered in blood. Her heart ached.
Jiang Shushu stretched out his trembling hand and touched Yang Xiaobei's cheek. He found that Yang Xiaobei still had warm body temperature. Jiang Shushu hurriedly felt for Yang Xiaobei's pulse, but found no pulse.
Jiang Shushu thought that when people are about to die, sometimes their bodies are too weak and their organs are in a state of failure. Their blood vessels are less elastic, which leads to a weak pulse that cannot be felt.
Yang Xiaobei's body was still warm. Jiang Shushu felt that this was the case for Yang Xiaobei, and Jiang Shushu was willing to believe that this was the case for Yang Xiaobei.
Wang Bei was worried that Jiang Shushu would do something stupid out of grief. He wanted to comfort Jiang Shushu and make her think more positively. After all, she was still young and had a lot of life ahead of her: "Comrade Jiang..."
"I want to be alone with Xiaobei for a while, please leave."
Wang Bei: "Okay, we won't..."
Jiang Shushu didn't want to listen to Wang Bei's nonsense at all, because every second was important to her now.
"I'll let you go, right now."
Wang Bei looked at the excited Jiang Shushu without saying anything, but walked away with the other two people.
When Jiang Shushu saw Wang Bei and the others turn around and leave, he immediately blocked their sight with his body, took out the half bottle of mineral water that he had just drunk from the small space, and then took out the Nine Heavens Mysterious Deer Milk from the small space. Jiang Shushu dripped 10 drops of Nine Heavens Mysterious Deer Milk into the half bottle of mineral water?
Yang Xiaobei is now unconscious and cannot drink water at all. If a large amount of water is poured into his mouth, it might block his trachea, so Jiang Shushu dripped 10 drops of Jiutian Xuanlu Milk into him, intending to make up for the lack of quantity with quality.
Jiang Shushu poured the mineral water evenly, lifted Yang Xiaobei's head slightly, and then slowly fed half a cap of water into Yang Xiaobei's mouth so that he could absorb it slowly.
While feeding him slowly, Jiang Shushu touched Yang Xiaobei's hand, hoping to feel Yang Xiaobei's pulse, but there was still no pulse at all.
Jiang Shushu fed Yang Xiaobei 4 and a half cups of water and found that most of the water was not drunk by him and some of it remained in his mouth.
Jiang Shushu broke down and cried: What if he can't drink it? Needle, needle, I need an injection...
Unbeknownst to Jiang Shushu, although Yang Xiaobei didn't drink the Nine Heavens Mysterious Deer Milk, he had absorbed some of it in his mouth. Originally, Yang Xiaobei was on the verge of death, but thanks to Jiang Shushu's Nine Heavens Mysterious Deer Milk, he was able to breathe a little longer. However, because his body was too weak, he couldn't feel his pulse.
Jiang Shushu, who was in pain, stopped being sad immediately when he saw Yang Xiaobei's wounds. He opened Yang Xiaobei's wounds and poured a little Nine Heavens Mysterious Road Milk into each wound, hoping that Yang Xiaobei could absorb some of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Road Milk through the wounds.
Jiang Shushu wondered if the external application would be effective. But now, Jiang Shushu couldn't care less. He could only try his luck. He applied a little Nine Heavens Mysterious Dew Milk to any wounds on Yang Xiaobei's body, even if they were just cuts. He also applied a little to Yang Xiaobei's lips, until he had used up half the bottle of mineral water mixed with Nine Heavens Mysterious Dew Milk.
Jiang Shushu placed his fingers on Yang Xiaobei's pulse with hope, but still felt nothing.
Jiang Shushu sat down weakly and cried silently, with sadness and unwillingness in her eyes.
Why didn't I come earlier? Even a few minutes earlier, maybe the outcome would be different. I should have shamelessly followed the police. If I had followed them, I could have fed Xiaobei the Nine Heavens Mysterious Road milk right away, and he wouldn't have died...
Jiang Shushu blamed herself so much, and then she couldn't hold it in any longer, crying sadly, "Wuwuwu...Xiaobei..."
Huang Hui stood in the distance, listening to the sad cries, feeling very uncomfortable: "Brother Wang, should we go and persuade Comrade Jiang?
Wang Bei: "Let her cry! She'll feel better after crying."
Although external application is not as good as internal administration, it can be absorbed to some extent, and Yang Xiaobei is slowly recovering.
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