Text Chapter 2 It's dead

The other party's words were clear and obviously well-prepared, but Yang Ming only regarded this as a prank.

It's a profession as a doctor – it's harder to expect a man who has been looking at the corpses in the formalin pool for four years to believe in souls or something like that than to get the sun to rise in the west.

He raised his hand and planned to delete this inexplicable person.

As a result, before the hand could be clicked, another message was sent.

"Your first mission has been issued, save the human in the photo, you will receive a random reward if you succeed, and you will lose one year of life. ”

Along with the message, there was also a photograph.

After deducting a year's life, hehe, do you really think I'll believe it?

Yang Ming sneered and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

But when he saw the person in the photo, he hesitated.

The photo is a young girl in the flower season, very beautiful, it is no exaggeration to say that Chu Yurou is a little overshadowed by it.

That's not the point.

What made him hesitate was that this woman seemed to be ...... Know.

Yang Ming can be sure that he must have seen the woman in the photo.

But he couldn't remember where or when he saw it.

This feeling is very common, and in fact many people will have a sense of déjà vu with something or someone in a certain place, some people refer to it as a past life memory, and some people think that it is a divergence of the brain's subconscious.

As a doctor, Yang Ming naturally believes in the latter.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to give it a try.

The reason is simple, he doesn't want to see any more living lives lost because of himself. If this incident is true, what he plays in it is the ruthless judge who gives up the last glimmer of hope for others, what is the difference between him and Feng Dazhi?

As if to detect his thoughts, a radar monitoring image suddenly appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

On the screen, there is a small green dot marked with the word 'target', and there is also a red dot showing Yang Ming's own location.

To his surprise, this thing was also a little too advanced.

The screen showed a bird's-eye view of the street, on which all the buildings were clearly visible, and Yang Ming tried to zoom in, and even saw the faces of pedestrians on the street.

Even with the world's leading satellite technology of the Gugu Company, it is impossible to achieve such a clear and accurate fixed-point reconnaissance.

For the first time, he wavered about the truth of this matter - the other party has such advanced technology, can he deceive himself as a poor hospital intern?

He had a vague feeling that he might have come into contact with some shocking organization, and he finally made up his mind to go over and take a look.

......

It is said that with the status of an intern, you must not be able to slip during working hours.

But today, everyone brought a trace of sympathy for Yang Ming's experience, and while disdainful of Feng Dazhi's targeting of others, they turned a blind eye.

When Yang Ming came out of the hospital and found the location all the way according to the radar map prompts on WeChat, less than half an hour had passed.

This place is a bridge across the river, and it is a landmark building in Qinghe City, where Yang Ming is located.

The traffic on the bridge was like weaving, people came and went, Yang Ming walked from one end to the other, back and forth twice, but did not find the woman in the photo.

Is it really a prank?

Yang Ming couldn't understand why the other party's ability was so powerful, why did he have such a low-level evil taste?

Is it fun to play tricks?

A flash of anger flashed in his heart, and he turned back indignantly to leave.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of high-heeled shoes tapping in front of him.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk. ”

The voice was unhurried and fast, from far and near, to Yang Ming's ears.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked.

A woman walked right in front of her.

With long straight dark hair, curved willow eyebrows, and dark black eyes, he is wearing headphones and staring at the mobile phone in his hand, and there is a smile on his melon seed face.

Her figure is bumpy, tall and straight, above the slender calves, plump thighs and tight waist attract the attention of the men around her.

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment and looked down at the photo on his phone.

- Exactly the same.

That's the goal of the mission?

Yang Ming looked left and right, and the person who claimed to be the Soul Management Bureau told him that this woman would die, but at this moment, the wind and waves on the bridge were calm, and the vehicles were driving in an orderly manner, so it didn't look like there would be any accident at all.

Just as he was hesitating whether to contact the other party and whether he would be taken for a psychopath, his phone suddenly shook.

The original radar interface suddenly disappeared, and in its place, a string of time counts.

"You have ten minutes to rescue the target. ”

"Countdown to 9:57. ”

"Woo~Woo~"

"Dididi!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill siren on the bridge, accompanied by a series of rapid horns.

"Boom!"

The vibration of the throttle made Yang Ming come back to his senses, and he looked up and was stunned for a moment.

At the left end of the bridge, a motorcycle was sprinting towards it, and there were two people in the car, the one in the back seat looked back from time to time, and his mouth moved, as if urging the driver.

Behind them, a police car was following with a siren, and the distance between the two sides was shrinking.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing that the road in front of him was blocked, the man riding the motorcycle suddenly shouted, accelerated again, lifted the front of the car and went directly to the sidewalk, and rushed straight towards Yang Ming.

Yang Ming's heart was shocked, and a thought suddenly popped up - this is the cause of her death?

At this moment, the distance between the two was about ten meters, Yang Ming gritted his teeth and ran towards her, shouting loudly: "Be careful!"

Maybe it was because the woman turned on the headphones too loudly and didn't react to it.

The speed of the motorcycle is very fast, just a few seconds, it has come in an instant, at this speed, this woman is not killed on the spot, and it is very likely that she will be knocked out of the cross-river bridge because of gravitational acceleration.

The situation is urgent, and there are only two choices in front of Yang Ming.

To save, or not to save.

If you save it, you are likely to catch yourself, and if you don't save it, you won't be at ease in this life.

Yang Ming experienced a fierce psychological struggle in just a few seconds, but in the end he still chose to save people.

He remembered the promise he had made under the statue of Hippocrates when he was in college.

I am determined to do my best to rid mankind of sickness, to help the perfection of health, and to preserve the holiness and honor of medicine. Save lives and help the wounded, work hard, pursue persistently, and strive for human physical and mental health for life!

Yang Ming is not a person with the character of a virgin, but he has one of the few advantages: no matter when and where, no matter the hardship, the promise he made must be fulfilled.

So, he pounced.

The moment he pounced, Yang Ming felt that this must be the highest time in his life.

He had almost exhausted all his strength, and there was only one thought left in his mind - how to save this man!

Fortunately, the acceleration of the muscle burst did not disappoint him.

The motorcycle flew past the two of them with a whistling sound, and the eyes of the person in the back seat widened, and he glanced at Yang Ming in amazement.

- It's damn!

The acceleration carried Yang Ming to knock the woman down, and the two became entangled together, sliding down the sidewalk for several meters.

Holding a person to play rolling felt quite uncomfortable, Yang Ming felt that his arms, waist, and thighs were all bruised to varying degrees, and the position of his arm on the ground was estimated to have been strained.

But he didn't care about it, it wasn't that he was really noble enough to be so good, the main reason was that he felt embarrassed now.

This flower-like girl is already graceful, and the two are hugging each other and rolling over, and it is inevitable that there will be physical collision and contact, which is tantamount to a torment for a virgin like Yang Ming.

He could clearly see the girl's fair skin close at hand, feel the wonderful touch of her delicate body, and even smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.

Like an orchid, like some kind of shower gel.

It's really unbearable.

Yang Ming felt very embarrassed, hurriedly got up, and was about to explain.

As a result, when his eyes fell on the girl's face, he realized that she had actually fainted.

There was a panic on her face that had not subsided, and her eyebrows were furrowed, obviously frightened by the situation just now, which triggered the body's self-protection mechanism, and temporarily lost her sense of self.

"Ding, the rescue was successful. ”

"Given that the subject's current physical condition is not safe, and the shock has induced a heart attack, you will need to be re-rescued. ”

Heart disease?

Yang Ming was stunned, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he reached out and began to grope on her body.

Heart disease patients usually bring their own first-aid medicines such as quick-acting heart pills, and Yang Ming thinks that this woman should also have them.

It's a pity that until he turned the woman over all over his body, he didn't get anything.

Was it the initial stage of the shock? She didn't have the disease before?

Looking at the girl's pretty face, which gradually turned white, Yang Ming understood that he had to do something.

He fixed his gaze on the girl's thin lips, stunned for a moment, and gritted his teeth.

Sorry, but this is also to save you......

How to save a patient who is in a coma due to heart disease?

The practitioner's handbook says that the patient is placed in a flat state, undressed, and given oxygen.

Yang Ming remembered it very clearly, so it was quite quick to do it.

He lowered the woman flat on the ground, propped up her head with his right hand, and with his other hand, unbuttoned the long lace sleeves of her pink trench coat.

A touch of snow white that made it difficult to take his eyes off poured out, and the slender swan-like neck carried a milky fragrance on the jade twin peaks under it, which made Yang Ming a little dizzy.

Yang Ming can guarantee that he didn't have any thoughts at all before he started, just standing in the perspective of a doctor, subconsciously wanting to save a life.

But the sight is a little too tempting.

Yang Ming, a virgin with a growth cycle of twenty-two years, felt very stressed about this, and he almost took his eyes off the girl's neck in a rather tangled mood.

Then, he pulled the girl's lips open and leaned down.