(Thanks to Danyu Sihan for rewarding the peace charm)

For a moment, the air pressure in the car was almost suffocating. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Yumin was annoyed that he had offended people by speaking without his brain, but he didn't know how to remedy it.

Although Jimo Linghu knew that Luo Yumin was unintentional, he thought about it carefully, and the itinerary that should have been happy seemed a little dull because of this little episode.

"Zi..." A sudden brake without any defense made Luo Yumin, who was still blaming himself, slam his body into the front seat.

"Oops," she exclaimed, closing her eyes and waiting for the pain to come, but her forehead was soft to the touch.

It turned out that Jimo Linghu used his arm to block the back of the chair, and the other hand quickly held her in his arms, using his entire body as a cushion.

Although the driver stepped on the brakes, the whole person still crashed into the steering wheel because of inertia, and the impact made him almost vomit out his lunch, but that's it, he didn't have time to rub it, but turned around and explained to Jimo Linghu.

"Young master, I'm really sorry, there was a car accident in front."

Less than two meters away from the front of the car is an alley mouth, just now, two teenage boys riding bicycles trying to chase each other out of the alley, one of them crashed into a passing taxi, the driver in order to avoid the other bicycle hit the steering wheel and changed lanes and drove on the wrong road.

The taxi crashed into the fence, knocking the fence into a gap, and the bounced fence blocked the car that Luo Yumin was riding.

Jimo Linghu glared fiercely, but he was secretly glad that this opportunity was so good.

The little man in his arms exuded the faint fragrance of virginity, and his heart suddenly jumped to his throat.

"It's okay..."

I was reluctant to let go of my hand, but I still had to do the face project.

Although the ordinary impact could not hurt half of Luo Yumin's hair, the violent impact still made her a little foggy, and she didn't react for a while that she was taken advantage of by a certain man.

Luo Yumin shook his head, and his nasal breath felt a taste that did not belong to him, but was not unfamiliar at all.

Perfume has always been a woman's train, and men will always be said to be too "motherly" when they wear perfume, and when they grow so big, only Li Zhonghua can wear perfume among the people who are closer to Luo Yumin.

When I first saw Li Zhonghua, the perfume he rubbed was relatively strong, and it smelled a little pungent, and when I saw him again, I had changed to a perfume, otherwise it would not be suitable to be a teacher who teaches and educates people with the smell of perfume.

After getting to know Jimo Linghu, Luo Yumin knew that men's perfume could still be used like this.

The beautiful crystal bottle, the pale yellow liquid, the unique aroma is immediately recognizable, and it is a revolutionary interpretation of the bold and amazing spirit of the majestic masculine elegance, like the embodiment of a heroic knight in the pursuit of freedom.

Miss Luo's face turned red again, this time as red as the bride's big red wedding dress.

She felt like she was being carefully held in someone's arms.

"Let me down...", he opened his mouth to say, but found that his voice was strange.

Jimo Linghu was reluctant to be gentle for this moment.

Luo Yumin struggled.

At this time, the driver had opened the door and got out of the car and was checking the road conditions ahead.

When he saw that the bounced fence was just over a foot away from the windshield of the car he was driving, his face turned pale and pale.

If this really smashed in, the driver would definitely be penetrated on the spot.

Rao is like this, and the beautiful front cover of the car has also been deeply scratched a few times.

"Young master, our car can't leave now, I'll help you transfer a car."

The driver's ignorance of practice mixed up the slightly ambiguous atmosphere in the car, Jimo Linghu glared at him through gritted teeth, and the driver was so frightened that he shrank his neck and retreated far away.

However, the situation on the other end of the fence is a bit bad.

Two bicycles got under the taxi and were deformed by the wheels.

You can tell it's a premium car.

The boy on the bicycle was thrown more than a foot away before he hit the ground, covered in blood and did not know whether he was dead or alive.

Not far away was the boy's school bag, stationery and books scattered all over the ground, some of which were stained with standing water in the low-lying areas.

The taxi driver was stunned and muttered: "It's not my fault, they didn't look at the road and bumped into it." ”

However, in this case, in terms of traffic regulations, when the responsibility of non-motor vehicles and motor vehicles is separated, the motor vehicle is almost fully responsible.

If someone is injured, then the responsibility is even greater.

This road is not the main artery of the capital, otherwise it would not be so close to the mouth of the alley and there are no protective measures, and even the fence in the middle of the road is not a section.

It's close to a residential area, but because it's time to go to work, there are quite a lot of people coming in and out, and after a while, the place is surrounded by water.

No matter where you are, you all like to watch the excitement, but in today's society, the human touch is really weak, and you can see the excitement when you look at the excitement, but there is really no one who really takes the initiative to help.

"Please, help call an ambulance..."

Seeing the blood all over the ground, the taxi driver almost didn't kneel on the ground and kowtow.

The other boy was already frightened and half-sat on the ground at a loss.

"This classmate, don't be stupid, let's contact your teacher quickly."

A middle-aged woman who looked to be about forty walked over and immediately woke him up when she saw this.

The middle-aged woman wore a red armband with a crutch on her arm, on which were written in yellow paint with the words "Sheriff".

"Wang Jian—" The boy woke up, crying out to his companions.

Just a few minutes ago, the two of them were still talking and laughing, and in the blink of an eye, the life of their companion was about to disappear.

The boy's face turned pale, and he thought that he had proposed to take this shortcut back to school, and he had proposed to see who would arrive at school first, and the two of them would not have ridden their bicycles out of the speed of motorcycles.

"Classmate, you can't touch him." The middle-aged woman grabbed him, "Are you not in seven." ”

As a security officer in the area, she knows all about the vegetable farms, kindergartens, and elementary schools in the vicinity, and this child is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he should be a child in the seventh middle school.

But she also wondered a little, this time it was the summer vacation, what were these two children doing and carrying schoolbags.

These two children are also quite unlucky, they are going to be in the third year of high school after the summer vacation, and the school is tight, and the school starts more than half a month ahead of schedule.

Originally, the school had a cafeteria, and lunch could be solved in the school, but the parents of the two children were worried that the school would not eat well, so they had to go home for lunch, and they were not afraid of delaying time on the way back and forth.

No, how good it is now, don't have to run back and forth anymore.

The pink bubbles in the carriage were bubbling up, the temperature was getting higher and higher, and in the panic, Luo Yumin's head turned his head and his line of sight happened to be the half-dead boy.

The blood in one place was glaring.

"I'll go down and have a look."

With a skillful effort to break free from the shackles of Jimo Linghu, Luo Yumin flew over the half-man-high fence like a 100-meter obstacle hurdle and approached the accident site.

Jimo Linghu was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and then chased after him.

"Everyone, get out of the way, don't crowd here."

Luo Yumin shouted loudly and squeezed over, "I'm a doctor, please let me go." ”

When the onlookers turned their heads to see a beautiful tall girl, and a handsome young man was chasing behind her, they invariably moved out of the way.

"Girl, save this child." The middle-aged woman with the red sleeves wiped her eyes.

As long as anyone still has a little conscience and a kind heart, it will always be a little sad to see a fresh life slowly passing away in front of him.

"I'll try my best to rescue and see..."Luo Yumin didn't say anything pretentious, and soon entered the state of diagnosis and treatment.

The boy was in a state of shock because of his injuries and excessive blood loss, and his body twitched from time to time.

Luo Yumin took his pulse, and his brows furrowed after a while.

Jimo Linghu, who came later, asked, "How is it, can he hold on until the ambulance comes." ”

Luo Yumin picked up the boy's head with both hands without a trace of disgust, and sighed heavily after finding a groove in the place where his fingers touched.

"It's a little difficult, it's estimated that it's a bit very landing, my spine is injured, four ribs are broken, and my skull is cracked, if Aunt Green is here, she can still hold it up if she has medicine on hand, and I can only use needles to help him stop the bleeding first."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Yumin's hand had an extra purple bamboo tube as thick as an adult's index finger and three inches long, and I don't know where she pressed it, and several silver needles as thin as hair popped out at the upward end of the bamboo tube.

"At such a young age, he is still a Chinese medicine doctor..."

"There aren't many people who study Chinese medicine now..."

"Also, who makes Chinese medicine difficult to learn, I heard that learning Chinese medicine is from elementary school, and it is generally someone in the family who is a Chinese medicine practitioner to learn this, this girl has an extraordinary temperament, it is estimated that she is also from which medical world, right?"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd of onlookers, but there was no feeling of regret for the child who was dying.

With the help of Jimo Linghu (helping to tear clothes), Luo Yumin quickly pierced silver needles in several large holes on the boy's body, and with the slight buzzing sound of the needle's tail, the blood at the wound slowly coagulated.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yumin made a request to Jimo Linghu, "Can you send him a little aura..."

I'm afraid that Jimo will make the fox reluctant (cultivators cherish their aura very much, and aura represents cultivation, and Pingshui meets to use aura for a stranger, and asks himself that no monk will be so generous),

She hurriedly said, "Later, we will go to the pharmacy to dispense the medicine, and I will take the time to help you practice some medicine in the evening to replenish the aura." ”

Jimo Linghu was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised by Luo Yumin's request.

Luo Yumin also has a headache, there are a lot of medicines in the system, but she doesn't carry any bags as a shield now, a bamboo tube can be said to be taken out of her trouser pocket, but if she really takes out any medicine, this lie is really not round. (To be continued.) )