Four hundred and fiftieth eight chapters group modern tour (69)(1/2)
An ambulance roared.
None of these idiots escaped, and they were caught together with the driver waiting outside.
But most of them have to go to the hospital first.
The customers gathered together to hug each other and kept warm, and called their relatives, each of them was so excited.
Su Hong was frightened, her face turned pale, and she felt her heart beating wildly. When she occasionally looked up, she saw Yang Yuying standing in front of a car with her eyebrows frowned, talking to several people.
She looked serious, but her limbs were very relaxed, as if everything that happened just happened was just a little episode of life.
Su Hong felt very disbelief.
She is less than twenty years old and is just an ordinary little girl. Why can she be so... outstanding when facing such an emergency that may never be encountered once in her life?
When he was in the Jinyun flagship store, Su Hong actually didn’t have the energy to pay attention to Yang Yuying.
But she could see Yang Yuying's actions clearly in the end. As for the moment, the girl didn't shout or shout, and didn't even talk much. She just said a simple sentence - "Don't run around, pay attention to the elderly and children."
Those who were in a panic, who were only concerned about themselves and wanted to escape from danger immediately, involuntarily slowed down their movements and became calm. It seemed that this person had extra strong control.
Su Hong suddenly felt a little confused. She didn't do the projects in the laboratory, and didn't flatter her. What did she do when she ran to such a small city?
In order to investigate the enemy situation?
Now that I have investigated it clearly, Su Hong feels it is better not to be too clear.
"I'm sorry to have a chance to play with me, but I'm sorry for this."
Yang Yuying wiped Zhou Mingming's tears and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's all over."
Wang Yuan chuckled carelessly: "Hehe, how can you blame the great god? You can't control the behavior of the idiots!"
Yang Yuying was also very tired, and there were many things that needed to be cured. After everyone finished the transcript, they comforted Zhou Mingming for a few words, and then coaxed them back to the hotel to rest.
Their target is still in the hospital.
Moreover, the other party hit someone, and it might have been a big hit. At that time, the woman's mouth was all over her teeth.
Yang Yuying was so worried that she was having a headache.
Yang Yuying: "It's not that there is no room for maneuver. In his situation like this, it won't be much of a problem. I think the one who was beaten is not seriously injured."
Gu Lin immediately collected Jinyun's surveillance, and Jiang Weiwei began to contact the trapped customers that day, especially the one who was rescued by his old friend.
If these people testify, they may be able to clear the crime of the old friend who came from Dashun.
However, the situation was urgent at that time, everyone was in a panic, and the customers did not understand the specific situation. Many people speculated that these people might have had internal strife at that time.
"The information of the old man who was rescued cannot be found."
Yang Yuying searched for information online, and other customers were easily able to find it out. It was probably because the old man rarely went online, but the one who was finally rescued by the target person did not even have a photo of the face.
“It should be in the hospital.”
Yang Yuying moved her skills, "At that time, I was sure that the old man should have little problem. Our old friend has very good protection measures."
"Go to the hospital to see the situation first."
"See if there is any problem with the person who was beaten."
Yang Yuying brought two of the best martial arts, the highest emotional intelligence, and the most nimble and the most nimble.
...
Ayin slowly got up from the hospital bed and looked out through the window. The tall buildings outside seemed to be nothing in her eyes.
The windows were all closed, and neither the guards nor the doctors outside stopped him.
The doctor still had some sympathy.
The child is named Zhou Yin. He has suffered from autism since childhood. He is only fifteen years old now. He has never studied. He grew up running wildly with his aunt in the countryside.
He is young and cannot find a job like this. He relies on the support of the villagers, and at least he can barely survive.
His aunt and grandma are also dead this year.
The villagers in the village were unable to find the child if they didn't pay attention. They reported missing last month. It's not until now that this happened that they found the person.
The doctors knew in their hearts that the child didn't understand anything. Most of what he did now were trained, one instruction and one action.
"Everyone in their village said that although this child is stupid and ignores the outside world, he is sometimes very annoying, but he also has good times and is particularly painful when he is slightly awake."
"I heard that I had saved people in the village. I must have been cheated if I did this."
Doctors actually see patients too much and are used to seeing life and death, so it is difficult to be touched, but the child in front of him has the ability to make the person with a heart-hearted heart soften his heart.
That was a feeling, it was hard to explain. Anyway, I just felt that this child was very pure, as clean as if he had just been born in this world.
Suddenly someone was crying downstairs, and the crying sounded shrill.
The doctors and nurses all opened the window and looked down, sighing as soon as they saw it.
"Another trouble?"
In the garden downstairs, a slightly bloated woman sat on the stone steps and cried.
Two middle-aged women were scolding each other, with a dialect accent, speaking fast and unable to hear clearly, but the noise made people's ears hurt, and the nurses couldn't stop them.
"Every time a fuss comes, I have to call the security guard... We doctors will also feel uncomfortable."
The woman crying downstairs is Miss Liu. She has just given birth to a daughter and is extremely depressed after giving birth.
The hospital provided her with psychological help, but the effect was not good.
"No matter who has just given birth, she is complaining about her mother-in-law and suffering from mental torture, she will not be very good."
Miss Liu's mother-in-law is an ordinary rural woman, and she is already 63 years old this year. In her opinion, her daughter-in-law is just a child and is pretentiously depressed. She has to make chicken soup, cook pork ribs soup, and serve her with big fish, meat and prawns during confinement. This is simply... the absurdity of this society.
Not to mention, it would be even more ridiculous to have her son come to serve her daughter-in-law.
She couldn't help but chatter in the ears of her daughter-in-law.
"When I was in confinement, I always ate some noodles, purse eggs, and brown sugar millet porridge."
"I took care of the child and fed the child, but I didn't ask my wife to help him. How tired he was, I lay down on the bed. What's the dilemma for serving the child? I think, let Huanhuan's father go back to sleep, you can just take the child to sleep."
"The confinement nanny is so expensive, our family doesn't have that condition."
"Confinement club? What is that? Where can I feel comfortable at home? I still have to ask for money, it's useless. Don't bother."
Since Miss Liu gave birth to a child, she has been scolded by her mother-in-law countless times every day.
It seems that nothing she does is not satisfactory.
Miss Liu's condition became worse and worse. The hospital contacted her parents, but as soon as her mother came, the situation became worse.
The two old ladies were like enemies in their previous lives, and they would fight each other when they met, and they would not be quiet for a day.
Many doctors and nurses were worried that Ms. Liu might have something big to do.
Zhou Yin stood quietly in front of the window for a while, suddenly turned around, walked slowly to the head of the bed, and picked up a bamboo flute next to the pillow.
Bamboo flutes are sold outside, for ten yuan or twenty yuan, in short, they are the cheapest type.
The surface is very smooth and seems to be often held in your hands and rubbed.
Zhou Yin suddenly opened the window.
The two nurses were worried that he would fall down and just wanted to stop him, but they saw him pick up the flute, look carefully, put it beside his mouth, and play it gently.
The gentle flute sound blew out the window with the wind.
The temperature of the sun suddenly seemed to be different from before.
The nurse was a little confused, and her body seemed to have become much lighter, as if in the clouds.
Outside the window and in the garden, many patients stopped their activities.
The child stopped crying.
The Miss Liu slowly stood up, feeling the coldness on her body dissipated, and the haze that enveloped her heart seemed to dissipate a little, and the moonlight shone in, not as fierce as the sun, but bright enough.
She thought life was actually very beautiful.
All her bad things are unchangeable.
She has been to college, she is in good health, she has a daughter, her future, and a bright future.
...
Yang Yuying and the other two rushed to the hospital. Before they could enter the ward building, Yang Yuying could hear the sound of playing the flute. The sound of the flute was melodious and the song was very familiar. It was the "Yong Yue" circulated in the Dashun Dynasty.
This song comes from the leader of the Royal Academy, the musician Ayin, who is a musician at the Royal Academy and has a good guqin.
Her family was in a poor state when she was young, and she lived with embroidery with her mother. She was deaf when she was in her teens. She suffered from stupidity since childhood. She never spoke, did not drink or eat, but loved music.
At that time, the royal musician Mr. Feng accidentally heard her playing the piano and admired her very much. He accepted her as his disciple and taught her carefully for ten years.
Nowadays, the best musician in the entire capital is Ayin. She doesn't speak all year round. Outsiders don't know her surname. She only knows that her mother called her Ayin during her lifetime, so she called her like this.
His Majesty now likes her music and often calls her into the palace to play the piano.
However, Ayin is a woman.
To be continued...