Chapter 3: A Gift

The atmosphere is a little depressing, and a little dull, and the open heart is like a big stone.

"Save someone's life and get a merit point!"

In his mind, there was a text in his mind, and there were too many memories for Zhang Yang to digest.

Quickly flipped through the memory, and quickly found the merit point, it turned out that saving people can accumulate merit, as for what the merit point can do, I don't know for the time being.

The more memories he reads, the more curious Zhang Yang becomes, is it true that the primeval immortals are real?

Walking through the crowd, Zhang Yang squatted beside the woman and held the little girl's hand.

"The injury is serious, the ribs are broken, the chest cavity is compressed, resulting in the inability to breathe, the nine needles can stimulate cardiac resuscitation, there is still one minute left, please treat it as soon as possible. ”

As Zhang Yang expected, a large amount of information was fed back.

The little girl is not completely dead, her heart is compressed, causing respiratory arrest, and she is in a state of suspended animation.

"Give her to me!"

Zhang Yang suddenly made an unbelievable move, hugged the little girl, and put it on his lap.

"What are you going to do!"

The woman seemed to be crazy and wanted to snatch the child.

"She's not dead yet, and if you want to save her, just sit here honestly. ”

Time passed minute by minute, and after more than a minute, the little girl would definitely die.

The flamboyant words caused a great sensation, and the visitors from all over the world pointed and pointed.

"That kid is crazy, the doctor has just said that the little girl is dead, and he actually said that he is not dead. ”

The middle-aged man looked at him in a mocking tone, thinking that Zhang Yang was messing around.

"Boy, what do you want to do, hurry up and let that girl go, the dead are the greatest. ”

An old man let out a loud shout and asked Zhang Yang to put down the little girl, but no one stepped forward.

In a black car, the driver's window was suddenly lowered, and the driver was wearing a black suit and sunglasses, looking over this direction.

Hearing that her daughter was not dead, the woman burned a glimmer of hope and really sat honestly in place.

took out the silver needle, sealed the little girl's acupoint as soon as possible, and stopped the leakage of essence, even if he was rescued, he would lose too much essence and survive to be demented.

After locking it, he put his hands on the little girl's chest and put the ribs back in place.

At this time, a silver needle pierced the little girl's heart in front of everyone.

Stimulated by an external force, the little girl's heart suddenly beats.

This is the same principle as electric shock, on the main road, where to find electric shock equipment, using silver needles, in a very short time, stimulate the pericardium, so that it can resume beating.

It requires extremely sophisticated means, and Zhang Yang is also taking risks.

Fortunately, it worked, and the little girl's heart was back to beating, and her fingers moved slightly.

"Mom, I hurt so much!"

The little girl woke up slowly, and the first thing she did when she woke up was that her whole body hurt.

"Mengmeng is fine, Mom is here!"

Lying in the girl's arms, she cried with joy.

"It's really alive, it's amazing!"

The crowd exploded, and the doctor had confirmed just now that the little girl was dead, and a few silver needles went down, and the little girl came back to life.

The ambulance went and returned, and the news that the little girl came back to life alarmed the entire hospital.

To save the little girl, Zhang Yang had already left, took the food, and returned to the hospital.

"Go and investigate the origin of this person, in the shortest possible time, before the evening, I want to know who he is!"

In the back seat of the black car, a majestic voice was heard.

"Yes!"

The windows were closed, and the traffic had been cleared and drove slowly.

"This is the merit point?"

Zhang Yang swallowed a bun and said inarticulately.

In his brain, a very small point of light, a faint mark, floated on it, just now he saved the little girl and obtained a merit point.

In the depths of his brain, a star lit up.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The old-fashioned mobile phone rang in his trouser pocket, and he reached out and took it out, writing the word mother-in-law.

Pressed the answer button, and a roar came from inside.

"Zhang Yang, you white-eyed wolf, hurry up and get back for me, today is your father-in-law's fiftieth birthday, there will be many guests coming, the house is in chaos, and you still have a face outside......"

The voice was extremely penetrating, and Zhang frowned.

The Xia family is in Binhai and is a big family, with assets of over 100 million.

Xia Qiongshan has only one daughter, and has always wanted to recruit a son-in-law, and it just so happened that Zhang Yang and Xia Yu were classmates again, in order to treat his sister, he took the initiative to find the Xia family, and had no choice but to join the Xia family.

Speaking of which, Xia Yu has always been the perfect lover in his mind, and he is very beautiful, ten thousand times more beautiful than Peng Qian.

The two stood up together, and Peng Qian didn't deserve to lift her shoes.

"Mom, I'm in the hospital, and when my sister is arranged, I'll rush back. ”

After roaring for more than ten minutes, Zhang Yang interrupted, planning to discharge his sister from the hospital in the afternoon, he had already spent all his family funds, and he had a little money left to buy some nutritional products, and his sister's body was still developing.

It's been a two-month delay, so I can get my sister back to school as soon as possible.

"Your sister of the mourning star is not dead yet, if she dies, tell us, you have taken 500,000 from our Xia family, and you are limited to get back to me within an hour. ”

After speaking, a busy tone came from the phone, and Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly turned cold.

That's right, he joined the Xia family, and in order to raise money for his sister's treatment, he signed a deed of sale.

But you can't trample on his dignity again and again, and getting rich doesn't mean becoming a dog to live.

In the past two months, even a subordinate of the Xia family dared to call him back and forth, and he commanded him with arrogance.

Go back to the ward and hide the unhappiness on your face.

Just now, the doctor came to see it, and called it a miracle, the brain can still recover from atrophy, and throughout history, it has never happened.

At Zhang Yang's repeated strong requests, he was immediately discharged from the hospital and could not stay for a quarter of an hour.

The hospital proposed to give his sister a full body examination for free, but Zhang Yang sternly refused, and he didn't want his sister to become a guinea pig and become the object of experimentation in the eyes of others.

Pushing the wheelchair and facing the sun, I finally left the hospital building.

In two months, he witnessed the warmth and coldness of people and the cold of the world.

After experiencing endless despair, I sank to the bottom.

Just as he was about to hail a taxi, a young woman ran out of the hospital gate.

"Little brother, wait a minute!"

Meng Meng's mother, still holding a box in her hand, just now when she was going through the hospitalization procedures, she happened to meet Zhang Yang, and she didn't have time to say hello.

After settling down Mengmeng, I came to Zhang Yang again, planning to thank him face-to-face, only to know that he had already gone through the discharge procedures, but fortunately he caught up in time.

"My name is Song Weiwei, thank you for saving my daughter. ”

Bowing down and not making a move, now she should be standing in the funeral home, not here.

After being treated by the doctor, Mengmeng's injury is not very serious and she needs to recuperate for a period of time.

"You're welcome, it's just a gesture!"

Only then did she take a closer look at Song Weiwei, she looked very delicate, she belonged to that kind of delicate woman, she was very mature, several levels higher than Peng Qian, especially her long legs, wrapped in jeans, and extremely elastic.

There is a faint momentum on her body, which should have been in the upper position for a long time, which made Zhang Yang a little surprised, her age is not a few years older than herself.

"This is a little meaning, I bought two, one for Meng Meng to recuperate, this one will be given to you, I still have something to do today, I will thank you in person another day. ”

After speaking, he handed the box in his hand to Zhang Yang to express his gratitude.

"It's not appropriate!"

I don't know what is in the box, it must be extraordinary if it can be sent, judging from Song Weiwei's dress and publicity.

The clothes are Chanel, the pants are Gucci, and they are worth a lot of money.