Mo Wen is such a person. Two months ago, he was still sitting in the classroom, dreaming of being admitted to a key university in Xinyi, while he was working as a coolie on the construction site under the scorching sun.
Remembering his tragic experience, Mo Wen spat hard on the ground and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face. I just moved a car full of bricks, and I'm sweating like a pig.
Mo Wen, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, has an ordinary face, dark skin, thin figure and a pair of calm eyes. Perhaps the poor children have been in charge for a long time, and he makes people look a little mature at a young age.
The cement truck with bricks in its hand was pulled to the side of the road, and Mo Wen found a cool place to sit down. The foreman is not here at this time, which is a good time to be lazy secretly. It is very happy to be lazy for a while on a boring and busy construction site.
He sat on the concrete slab with a big knife, and his eyes kept patrolling the road, and soon his eyes lit up; An elegant figure came out from across the street and caught his attention at once.
Although it is far away, I can't see each other's looks clearly, but my figure is absolutely attractive, especially my walking posture is elegant, like a professionally trained model.
Although only women walk, there is a lot of learning in it. Mo Wen, on the other hand, stayed at the construction site all day, facing the road and sidewalk. In my spare time, I naturally like to peek at the beautiful women passing by in the street. Although you can't see your face from a distance, those chubby bodies can also feast your eyes.
Especially in hot summer, short skirts, lace, stockings and high heels are enough to make adulterers shine at the moment.
So, Mo Wen summed up a sentence-just look at the figure, not the face!
If only there were money, rich people could do evil and raise ten eight mistresses, three mistresses and four mistresses ... Mo Wen thought with infinite emotion.
He seems to remember something. He took out a blue metal disc from the clothes on his chest, only the size of a coin, and tied it with a small blue chain, like a strange necklace.
It was discovered by accident when Mo Wen demolished an old house a few days ago. At that time, he found an old blue brick in a wall, which was pitted and tattered. It was estimated to be a century-old brick.
If it's any other antique with a history of a hundred years, it's probably worth a little money, but a blue brick, even an antique, is probably worthless at all.
At that time, Mo Wen casually threw the blue brick on the ground, and didn't want the blue brick to break from it. A metal ornament fell out of it, which was a strange necklace in Mo Wen's hand.
The cyan metal plate is a bit strange. Divided into eight areas from the disk, it is carved with all kinds of strange runes.
Mo Wen is not familiar with antiquities, but he can also see that what he is holding should be a miniature version of the gossip disk. Most people will hang gossip trays at home for good luck and evil spirits as sacrifices.
Although he is not superstitious, he doesn't believe that the gossip tray can avoid disasters, but he also knows that this ancient gossip tray should be valuable, maybe it is an antique. If it is sold to an antique dealer, it is likely to become rich overnight.
Mo Wen's eyes are full of longing, stroking the gossip necklace, as if stroking his lover. Once you become a rich man, those beautiful women who used to only dare to peek far away and swallow saliva secretly are not allowed to pick.
"good! Something happened. "
"Something had happened! Something happened! Call an ambulance. "
……
Not far away, there was a noisy cry, and then many people ran to that place, which also interrupted Mo Wen's dream.
"What's the matter?"
He took a puzzled look over there, hesitated, stood up and ran to the place where the crowd gathered over there.
The accident happened not far from Mo Wen, and he quickly arrived at the scene of the accident, where many workers gathered. Eyes swept away, before him. A middle-aged man in rags, nearly fifty years old, was lying on the ground convulsing, pale, breathing heavily, clutching his chest with his hands, which seemed to be very painful.
From his eyes full of deep fear, he seems to feel death.
Many workers arrived, but no one dared to go forward. A group of workers with little education obviously don't know what happened and dare not take action rashly.
"Acute myocardial infarction!"
Mo Wen was slightly changed, and some ugly Lao Zhang looked at the ground twitching. He recognized Lao Zhang's illness at a glance because someone in the village had a sudden acute myocardial infarction and died in just a few minutes. He witnessed the whole process.
The village where he lives is very remote, and there are basically no professional doctors in the village. Usually, when he is ill, he simply uses earthwork handed down from generation to generation for treatment, and there is no targeted treatment at all.
His mother is sick and tired, and there is no doctor in the village. His biggest dream is to be admitted to the most famous medical university in China, and to become a doctor in the future, treating mothers and villagers.
It is a pity that he failed in the college entrance examination. He could have been admitted to the Medical Science Department of Huaxia University with his score, and he could have obtained the qualification of exemption from entrance examination, but he was replaced by a powerful constantly chauffeured at home. Obviously, the score was lower than his, but he was squeezed down.
Although he can be admitted to other good schools with his grades, he simply can't afford the high tuition. In order not to burden his mother, he had to give up his studies and start working to earn money.
The construction site belongs to the urban fringe development zone, far from the urban area, and the nearest hospital ambulance takes 25 minutes to arrive. It depends on the patient's appearance, whether it can last for 25 minutes or two. Acute myocardial infarction can kill a person in just a few minutes and last for 25 minutes. That's a miracle!
He knows this man and lives in a shed with him. His name is Zhang Laoshi. Usually everyone calls him Lao Zhang, an honest man. Because he has no skill, he can only do the lowest coolies on the construction site like him.
It is said that he also has a son who goes to college. He works so hard to make money for his son to go to college.
Mo Wen looked at Lao Zhang, a worker on the ground hesitantly. His dream is to become a doctor and have a certain understanding of some simple and common pathologies. For acute myocardial infarction, he knows that there are several first-aid measures to alleviate the condition.
But these days, who dares to save people casually? Saving nature is a good thing, but if you can't save people, I'm afraid the responsibility will be on him if something happens to the patient.
However, society is so realistic. Perhaps simply taking some emergency measures to alleviate the illness and prolong the time of death can save a life. But Mo Wen, like the people around him, was afraid to come forward to help.
Taking a deep breath, he was silent for a while, finally sighed and walked to the sick Lao Zhang. He is not a bad guy, but Lao Zhang has a good relationship with him. They are all poor people in rural areas who come out to work and deeply understand each other's difficulties. Lao Zhang is the pillar of the whole family. Seeing Lao Zhang's helplessness, his conscience can't do it.
"Don't touch him, I'm a doctor."
A graceful figure ran from a distance, all the way through the messy construction site, and trotted to the incident site.
Mo Wen slightly one leng, subconsciously stopped, a gust of wind, more than a lithe and graceful figure in front of him.
It was a girl, beautiful in appearance and tall, only half a head shorter than Mo Wen, wearing a beige floral skirt, which hung down to the corner of her leg, revealing a pair of long white calves. Running all the way, the dress fluttered, lovely.
Mo Wen's eyes can't help but stay. He squatted on the construction site every day to peek at the young girls passing by, but it was the first time to see such a beautiful girl! A beautiful face carved by Zhang has been echoing in his mind! No makeup, but it's amazing.
For a moment, I seemed to feel the girl look back at him. Mo Wen turned slightly red, and some shy eyes moved aside, afraid to look straight at the girl.
Because he found that the girl in a white skirt was the woman who had just crossed the street before, he secretly fantasized about her figure. Although Mo Wen is lewd and masculine at heart, he is a shy little boy on the surface. When he meets a beautiful girl, he will blush unconsciously.
In the words of his friend, it is a typical external pure internal Sao type.
The girl ignored Mo Wen and squatted down directly to check Lao Zhang's situation. Soon, her beautiful face changed, as if the situation were grim.
Mo Wen also knew that the patient went into shock at this time, and the situation was not optimistic.
"Can you help me?"
The girl looked up and gave Mo Wen an anxious look. At this time, Mo Wen was closest to the patient, so naturally she found him for the first time.
"Yes!"
Mo Wen slightly one leng, I didn't expect the girl to ask him for help, but she quickly reacted and hurried to the girl.
"Can you help me straighten his body and lift his legs a little?" The girl carefully gave Lao Zhang a chest squeezing operation and asked Mo.
Mo Wen already knew some methods to relieve myocardial infarction, and soon did as the girl said. He knows that the girl's method is right. Lifting the patient's leg is to prevent the brain of the shock patient from being deprived of oxygen. Now, this is the best solution without oxygen bottles and other equipment.
Mo Wen paused, looked at the girl who focused on treating patients, and gave off a faint fragrance from the girl, which was definitely not the smell of any perfume, he was sure. This perfume has a refreshing effect. I don't know why, Mo Wen gradually fell in love with this fragrance and took a deep breath subconsciously.
He suddenly found his chest a little hot and getting hotter. There seems to be a red-hot soldering iron stuck to his chest. His face changed slightly, and he subconsciously touched his chest and found that it was the gossip tray excavated from the ancient blue bricks.
The next moment, his brain suddenly exploded with a bang, and the whole world began to spin, and huge pieces of information kept drilling into his brain. ...