After listening to Zhang Yu's words, the people in the yard didn't care about changing the cloth around him just now, and hurriedly gathered around to check on Lao Wu. The other few people ran elsewhere to prepare the floor cart first.
When they surrounded him, Lao Wu had already fallen into a coma.
"Old Wu, Old Wu, wake up! Wake up!"
"What's going on? Why are you poisoned? Where are the people in Lao Wu's family? Where have they gone?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yu rushed to the room. There were four men and two women lying in the room, a total of six people. Everything on the dining table had been knocked over to the floor, and there was a lot of vomit on the floor.
Like Lao Wu who climbed out just now, they all fell to the ground, covering their stomachs with their hands and foaming at the mouth.
"Someone, come quickly! There are six people in the room."
Just seeing the scene of the murder, everyone was stunned.
They really couldn't figure out how to lead to this situation.
But there was no time to be stunned. Zhang Yu hurriedly asked: "Have you found the floor truck?"
"Come on, come on, the floor truck is here, put people on it quickly!"
The eldest son of the Feng family and his brothers happened to be at home today. After hearing this, they hurriedly pulled the floor truck over.
"It's not enough, this isn't enough. Are there any more floor trucks?" Zhang Yu said eagerly. This floor truck can only hold two people at most. There are seven people here including Old Uncle Wu.
"How come it's not enough? Who else is there?" The Feng family brothers who had just arrived did not know the situation of the Wu family.
"Brother Feng, the Wu family has all fainted."
After hearing this, Boss Feng said: "I know someone who has a floor truck. We brothers will go find them. You first pull people to the hospital. If you can pull as many as possible, we will be back soon."
When everyone in the hospital worked together to send the Wu family to the hospital, Zhang Yu used his only medical knowledge to tilt the heads of the remaining people to one side as much as possible to clean up the vomit and prevent them from suffocating.
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After seeing Zhang Yu's actions, Zhao Liang accepted the remaining few people.
But even though he was busy, Zhang Yu always felt that something was wrong. It wasn't until he saw the diaper hanging on the back of the chair that he suddenly realized that the Wu family had a ten-month-old child. The Wu family was all in a coma. That child
Where did it go?
Zhang Yu took a look at the layout of Wu's house. It was similar to the layout of his sister-in-law's house, and both had a second floor.
He rushed to the Wu family's bedroom!
No!
Open another bedroom.
still none.
Zhang Yu then ran upstairs, but the room upstairs was obviously unlocked, but for some reason, he couldn't open it.
Thinking about the child, Zhang Yu became even more anxious and didn't care about anything else.
He simply took two steps back and bumped into him.
After opening the door, I saw that the child was awake on the bed but not crying. The child, who was playing alone, breathed a sigh of relief.
fortunately!
fortunately!
The child is okay!
Zhang Yu wrapped the child in a quilt and carried him downstairs.
At this time, the neighbors downstairs were busy rescuing the Wu family, and they realized that they had neglected the child.
"Let me tell you, I always feel that I have forgotten something. It turns out that I have forgotten my child." One of the neighbors slapped his thigh and asked why he felt something was wrong just now.
At this time, the child may feel that the person he is holding is not very familiar, or he may be hungry, or he may feel uncomfortable, and the child suddenly bursts into tears.
"Xiaoyu, let me hold you." Aunt Zhao, who had just rushed over after hearing that something happened to the Wu family, said.
"Aunt Zhao, let me hold you. The whole Wu family has become like this. It's obvious that they were poisoned. I don't know if the child is okay?"
Hearing this, Aunt Zhao also became nervous. Children are not like adults. A little poison can kill a child.
"Then go quickly, go quickly, I will go with you."
By the time Zhang Yu rushed to the hospital with the child, the Wu family had already been rescued.
After the doctor heard about the situation, he examined the child carefully. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the child, Aunt Zhao took the child back with confidence.
When he took the child back, he also told Zhang Yu: "Xiaoyu, go back quickly. Go back and rest. After taking the train for so long, go back and rest."
After listening to Aunt Zhao's words, others also said: "Yes, Xiaoyu, you have been working as a driver for so long, go back and rest."
"Yes, we are here, we can't stand anything."
"Go back quickly! Go back and rest quickly."
"Okay, I'll go back first. If you need anything, call me."
"Go back, don't worry, we are here."
On the third day after Zhang Yu returned home, the Wu family came to thank him with gifts.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Yu got up and sent the Wu family to the door.
In the end, I couldn't control my curiosity and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Wu, what happened to you that day?"
"What else could happen? I was poisoned!" Speaking of this, before Lao Wu could answer, his youngest son couldn't help but make a sound.
"Poisoned, how could it be poisoned? Besides, the whole family can't be poisoned!"
"Is there any other reason? It wasn't the wine my father brewed that caused him harm."
At this point, the youngest son of the Wu family looked at Old Uncle Wu with helpless eyes and complained: "I told you that the wine you brewed cannot be drunk. You cannot drink it. You insist on drinking it. You also said that the wine will not go bad.
The wine won’t go bad, let the whole family have a try, and you won’t be happy if it doesn’t happen. Now, how about you send the whole family to the hospital?”
"It's just an accident, an accident. Besides, I didn't mean it. Besides, I think my wine is very good. It's all made according to old recipes and has many effects." Uncle Cheng tried to quibble.
"It's an accident. It's not intentional. You still think that the wine you make is good. You are totally off the mark." Faced with his father's blind confidence in the wine he made, the youngest son of the Wu family felt helpless.
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"Did you throw away those drinks?"
"Throw it away, throw it away." Old Wu felt a little guilty when he mentioned this. He was not willing to throw it away, but hid it.
"Really threw it away?" Looking at his guilty father, the youngest son of the Wu family couldn't believe it.
"Throw it away, why don't you keep it if I don't let it go?" Old Wu Yue said, the more confident you became.
"It's best to throw it away. I tell you that you are never allowed to drink alcohol again, and I will never let my mother give you money again."
Hearing that his son wouldn't let his mother give him money, Lao Wu was a little disappointed, but he felt okay. He still had some private money in his hand, which was enough for him to buy some materials to make wine.
Looking at his father's appearance, the youngest son of the Wu family still didn't understand. He spoke coldly, cutting off his last hope: "Don't think about that private money. I have already told my mother, and it has probably been taken away by now."
