Fourth, the crisis meets the opportunity

Jin Yinhua walked into the first floor, she walked up the stairs to the second floor step by step as usual, and then a heart-rending scream suddenly came from the third floor: "Pain---- pain----- come quickly-----。! The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info: "However, the third floor is empty, and no one answers.

Jin Yinhua thought that this was a great opportunity for sugar daddy, and she walked quickly up the stairs. "Mr. Song, I'm here-------- I'm here. Jin Yinhua shouted and ran up to the third floor, she pushed open the door of Mr. Song's room, and saw the wheelchair overturned on the floor, and Mr. Song rolled on the floor in pain.

She first lifted up the wheelchair, and then she hugged Mr. Song's waist with both hands and carried Mr. Song to the wheelchair. Mr. Song was sweating in pain, he stretched out a finger and pointed to the glass cabinet in the corner, and his mouth trembled: "You ----- you ----- quickly bring the syringe inside------- ------ quickly." ”

Yinhua walked quickly to the glass cabinet, she reached out to open the cabinet door and saw a needle placed inside, she reached out and took out the needle and turned around and handed the needle to Mr. Song. Mr. Song stretched out his right hand to take the needle, he stretched out his left arm to find a blood vessel, he pierced the needle into the blood vessel, and then pushed the drug in the needle into the blood vessel with his right hand.

"Ahh--------。hhh Mr. Song pulled out the needle, and he handed the needle to Yinhua and pressed it with one hand on the eye of the needle. He breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his wheelchair. Yinhua put the needle into the glass cabinet, she walked over and took a towel to wipe Mr. Song's sweat, Mr. Song's mental condition was better.

A few minutes passed, and Yinhua moved a chair to sit in front of the wheelchair, holding Mr. Song's hand very warmly with one hand, and resting the other hand on his shoulder.

Mr. Song asked, "Where did Wu Qiang go?" and where did the others go?" Yinhua said, "They all left------- went to the mainland to take refuge from the wind." Mr. Song said helplessly: "Why didn't you leave?" Yinhua said in a low voice: "Because you didn't leave, I think you still need someone to take care of you, so I decided to stay and take care of you." ”

Mr. Song said weakly: "They are all unreliable people at a critical moment. After he finished speaking, he stretched out his left hand and stroked Yinhua's hair, and said affectionately: "You are my most reliable person." ”

Mr. Song continued: "Don't be afraid of typhoons, I grew up in Manila in my childhood and youth, I have experienced many major typhoons, and if you do what I say, we can survive the night of the typhoon safely." ”

After a moment of silence, Mr. Song said, "I built our house for eight million dollars, it is very strong, it can withstand the blows of typhoons and the washing of waves, now you go to the second floor and move the bottled water in the kitchen, the food in the refrigerator and the liquefied gas stove to my office on the third floor." ”

Yinhua hesitated for a moment and asked, "Isn't it better to cook in the kitchen." Mr. Song shook his head and said, "The typhoon will come in a while, and I don't know if there will be water on the second floor." ”

Yinhua was surprised and asked, "Can the sea water go to the second floor?" Mr. Song said calmly: "It's not the sea water that overflows the second floor, it's the waves that hit the second floor." When you go down, close all the doors and windows on the first and second floors, and do as I say!"

After Yinhua heard what he said, she turned around and went downstairs to do what Mr. Song said. It took more than an hour for Yinhua to finish. Mr. Song's office was full of pots and spoons and cooking utensils, and all the items needed for food and clothing were basically moved to the third floor.

Mr. Song said, "Sit down and rest, you're tired." Yinhua said: "It seems that I am going to face the life and death test of the typhoon with you, Mr. Song." Mr. Song said: "Don't be afraid, you can rest assured that your life will not be in danger when the typhoon comes." ”

The two sat facing each other for a while, and Mr. Song said, "You push my wheelchair, and we go to the east end of the third floor together, there is a key thing to do." ”

Yinhua pushed Mr. Song's wheelchair to the east end of the building, Mr. Song asked the wheelchair to stop at the east corner of the corridor, he pointed to a distribution box and said to Yinhua, "You open it." Yinhua stretched out his hand to open the distribution box, and inside was the electricity meter and the switch knife.

Mr. Song pointed to the distribution box and said to Yinhua: "You take off the gate knife in the south, and then close the gate knife in the north, and we will do it." Yinhua did as Mr. Song said.

After she finished doing it, she closed the door of the distribution box according to Mr. Song, and Yinhua asked, "Where did the power come from when the power switch was closed?"