Although the child was not wearing any branded clothes, Sangzhi recognized him at a glance. He was the rich child who died innocently in the book.
In the 1970s, Chinese children were still struggling to make ends meet. How could they have the spare money to buy Nike waffle shoes?
It was just the time when the factory was closing, and some people were attracted by the noise here.
Looking around curiously.
When the two women saw the child's body stiff and wrapped in a torn mat, and his face as pale as a ghost, they were so frightened that they ran away.
Without waiting for Wu Guan to explain, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Someone's dead! A child died here!"
When Sangzhi heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue and her body shook.
She thought she had planned everything out and had plenty of time, but in reality, was it still too late?
Wu Guan had no idea what Sang Zhi was thinking and thought she was frightened, so he rubbed his hands and feet and covered him with clothes. After a long time, he finally noticed that he was breathing weakly.
"There's still warmth in his body, he's not dead!"
One sentence brought her back to the world.
Sang Zhi pushed Wu Guan aside and observed the child's condition. After turning his eyelids and taking his pulse, his expression became more solemn.
It is said that there is heat, but in fact it is just the body temperature of the dying person that has not completely cooled down.
His pulse and heartbeat had almost completely disappeared.
As the old saying goes, when the last breath is out, the person is gone.
Wu Guan remembered that she knew medicine, so he quickly gave up his seat.
Seeing Sang Zhi's serious expression after the examination, he suggested, "How about sending him to the hospital first?"
It's such a pity that the child passed away at such a young age.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is willing to give it a try.
In a short while, Sangzhi had cleared the foreign object in his mouth and turned his head to the side.
Position your head low and feet high.
"He won't make it to the hospital, he'll have a minute at most before he stops breathing completely.
Even after going to the hospital and getting a defibrillator.
But wasting too much time on the road would cause immeasurable consequences for the brain, including lack of blood and oxygen."
Besides, in this day and age, whether such a hospital has a defibrillator is another matter.
While Sangzhi was explaining, she had already performed chest compressions and artificial respiration, but even though she was lying on the person's chest, there was still no improvement.
She calmly took out the silver needle from her bag and quickly disinfected it.
"What should I do then... Oh my God!"
What did he see when he was at a loss?
Comrade Sang took out a few needles from somewhere and without hesitation, he stabbed the patient with the needles.
The fine needle seemed to come alive in her slender fingers.
Wu Guan was dumbfounded.
Sangzhi quickly inserted the needle into the child's Hegu and Renzhong acupoints, twisting and lifting the needle, which made people's scalps numb.
After strong stimulation, remove the needle and then pierce Baihui and Shaoshang.
But this time the force was much lighter.
She didn't panic when she noticed that the silver needle had stopped.
Continue to lift, thrust, and twist evenly.
Only when I felt that I had broken through the resistance did I continue with my movements.
At this time, the sky was getting dark, the wild wind was blowing wildly, and the swaying shadows of the trees were like a monster with bared fangs and claws, looming over them.
Waiting for an opportunity to bite.
When it comes to his profession, Sang Zhi is calm and professional, like a different person.
Her master initially gained fame through this "acupuncture and qigong method".
As his last disciple, Sangzhi not only mastered the three steps of acupoint selection, pressing and needle direction, but also the lifting, inserting, twisting techniques and stimulation strength.
Wu Guan knew that he couldn't cause more trouble.
He just used his body to block the cold wind.
And, quietly use your body temperature to warm the child's cold hands and feet.
In this battlefield without gunpowder smoke.
He and his 'comrades' are working together to open a door to life for a poor child.
I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the child’s hand seemed to be a little warm.
No one else knows the danger that is happening on Sangzhi's side.
When Jiang Yan was about to go home, he ran into Wang Zhang who was walking in a hurry.
The boy's lips were chapped and his hair was blown all over the place by the northwest wind, making him look particularly haggard.
When he saw him, he was overjoyed. Without even saying hello, he grabbed him and walked towards the car.
"You came at the right time. I need your help with something. Did you know that the Municipal Overseas Chinese Affairs Office is holding a gathering for overseas Chinese?
A couple of overseas Chinese who wanted to invest had their child lost, and there was a huge uproar in the world trying to find him.
Our public security department has mobilized all its forces and is stepping up the search, but it has been several hours and there is still no clue.
You have strong reconnaissance skills, please help me."
This is indeed a big deal. The group has also received news in the past few days. Among the teams that welcome overseas Chinese, there are also elites specially selected by the group to protect them.
Jiang Yan also knew that the matter was urgent, and asked him for details as they walked.
"Around four in the afternoon..."
…
It was as bright as day outside the guesthouse, and there were many people gathered in three layers inside and outside.
Many leaders have just arrived.
Among them was a middle-aged couple who looked a little vicissitudes of life. They supported each other and shed tears silently.
Wei Jingrui left home at a young age and worked hard for many years. He lived a rich life and his taste gradually became more Southeast Asian.
But when he wakes up in his dreams at midnight, what he misses most is the bowl of millet rice that his mother made when he was young.
The scene of him and his friends wearing patched clothes, chasing the wind and catching dragonflies.
This time when I came back, my wife didn't agree to let our son come with her.
It was he who wanted his son to feel the breeze of his hometown.
A taste of his hometown.
He also vowed that this land was the safest and most prosperous place in the world.
But who knew this would be the result.
The night wind was cold, and he put his coat on his wife, but she took it off without saying a word.
Her eyes were full of accusations against him.
Wei Jingrui knew that if he couldn't find the child, his wife would go crazy.
Every time someone came, the couple looked at each other nervously, hoping to hear news about the whereabouts of their child.
Unfortunately, I am disappointed every time.
Wang Zhang brought Jiang Yan with him and first greeted the city leaders who were in a state of panic.
Then he brought the man to the couple.
Wang Zhang briefly introduced Jiang Yan to the other party.
"This is an urgent matter, so I won't introduce myself to you any further. This person is an exceptionally good comrade. Could you ask him to check the room again?
Also, where is your bodyguard? If it's convenient, we would like to ask him a few questions."
"Okay, okay, come here, Acai."
But before he could ask any questions, the conversation between two elderly ladies passing by came clearly into his ears.
"Hey, did you hear that?"
"What did you hear?"
The companion asked curiously.
"Your sister-in-law, a neighbor from the Zhao family, was on her way home when she passed by the land temple and saw a dead child that had been abandoned.
The child is not big, about the same age as my youngest child, and looks fair and clean. His parents are also cruel.
No matter how poor the family is, they still have to bury the body. What if they just wrap it in a tattered mat and throw it there and let the animals destroy it? Oh, what a big deal!
As parents, they couldn't bear to watch that scene at all, and the two left with sighs.
But at this moment, someone stopped them with bloodshot eyes.
"Who died? Where?!"
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