Chapter 630: Soul Torture

Wang Ge's ambulance soon came to the vicinity of the elementary school, because it was noon school time, no matter which road around it was full of traffic, the water was blocked. Needless to say, these are all here to pick up the kids.

Although the school encourages parents who come to pick up their children to take public transportation, and driving is not allowed to approach the school within 50 meters, one is to avoid traffic congestion, and the other is to avoid comparison, but the distance of 50 meters is basically no matter what happens, and the surrounding traffic jam is still a traffic jam.

And if something like this happens around the school, there must be a lot of onlookers, and it must cause traffic congestion. Parents who were about to leave after picking up their children chose to watch the excitement here with their children, I really don't know what these people think.

Adults love to watch the excitement and have a high tolerance, but children are not necessarily. If you see that kind of bloody and blurred murder picture, or live broadcast, God knows what psychological shadow will be left on the child, and the impact will be too bad.

And according to the information obtained by Wang Ge, the suspect still has a knife in his hand, so they are not afraid that this person at the scene will riot and start randomly hurting people, hurting himself and his children?

In the event of an emergency, the first thing to do is to find a safe place, or leave the scene of the incident as soon as possible, less onlookers, less bustling, onlookers will not help, and it may add a lot of trouble to the police and rescuers, which does not make any sense at all.

The noon time itself is very short, and the children still have to go to class in the afternoon, so why don't you take the children home for dinner, take a break, and watch the excitement here!

Wang Ge even saw the TV station's live interview vehicle in these cars in the traffic jam, which should have come for what happened at the school gate, but the driver, reporter and cameraman were all stuck in the road.

Wang Pigeon could understand their anxious feelings, because he himself was more anxious than the others, the patient was in danger, the situation was unknown, and he had to be there immediately.

"Xiao Wang, how far is it?" Song Ping'an looked at the car in front of him, estimating that he would have to wait until the school was over, and the things in front could not be smoothed until the school was finished.

"That big sign is the entrance of the school, and it is estimated that it is about 30 meters away. Wang Ge pointed to the school signboard in front of him, the tail lights of the car in front were red, there was no meaning to move at all, even a few police cars could not squeeze in, it was useless to honk the siren and honk, people wanted to let it, but also let it, so it could only be parked on the side of the road.

"The sidewalk should be passable, so leave the car here. Wang Ge couldn't pull over the ambulance, so he had to open the door, and after getting out of the car, he signaled the rear vehicle to reverse and give way to a certain distance, and opened the back door of the car, so that Song Ping'an and Meng Na in the car could come out, and then carried out the necessary carts and first-aid drugs and equipment.

Meng Na was still holding a box in her arms, and she didn't have to think about it, it should be a large amount of plasma in it.

The wounded had a lot of bleeding, and it was a child, Song Ping'an estimated that the person should have been in shock, and if he did not replenish a large amount of body fluids, he would soon die, and before leaving, he specially asked Meng Na to bring a full four units of plasma.

Wang Ge locked the car, and put a warning triangle on the back of the car, the ambulance should be put here no one stolen, and there are surveillance cameras, there are so many police nearby, there is no need to be afraid of anything, there is no way to congest traffic, it is estimated that they can't wait for the vehicle in front to leave, the road is restored to smooth, and they will come back with the patient?

Wang Ge asked Song Ping'an and Meng Na to put everything in their hands on the car, and then pushed the car to open the road in front. In fact, there are also many parents who have picked up their children because they are concerned about the psychological and physical safety of their children, so they do not stay at the scene, and quickly leave the scene with their children with frightened faces.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the sidewalk, and the three of them soon came to the school gate, and the onlookers were always in a circle, and even the reporters who came to the scene one step ahead of the outside could not squeeze in.

Wang Ge came here to know that the traffic congestion was not only because of the onlookers, but also because after the police cordon was pulled up, a whole small road in front of the school was blocked, and the traffic police were outside to divert traffic, but the effect was not very good.

"Let's go, the doctor is here, let go, the patients inside are very dangerous!" Wang Ge pushed the car in front of him, and shouted with great effort, the movement of the crowd was not because of his shouting, but because he felt the cart behind him, and finally came to the inside of the cordon, and the three of them saw the scene of the scene.

The cordon is twenty meters in diameter, and there is a policeman every few steps, and Wang Ge shows his work card.

"Comrade policeman, we are from the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, where is that child?"

The police pulled up the cordon, let the three people in, and pointed in the direction of the school gate, "The child is at the school gate." Go and take a look, it feels like people are dying. ”

As soon as Song Ping'an heard this, he quickly ran a few steps to the gate of the school, only to see a child lying in a woman's arms, a man squatting next to him, and two people were crying, covered in blood should belong to that child.

A few policemen pulled on the side, but they couldn't pull it.

As soon as the king pigeon arrived, he ran into death head-on. The Grim Reaper had already come to the child's side, his hand just touching the child's shoulder, and his soul was still a little confused after it came out of his body. But the god of death seemed to know in advance that the child would annoy him, and pointed at the little boy's mouth expressionlessly, so that his soul could not make a sound, and then glanced at the king pigeon, as if he smelled the breath of death from his body, and left the scene directly with the soul regardless of it.

It was too late, the little boy was too badly injured. Even if the king pigeon was not blocked on the road and took the person into the car, it is estimated that this god of death will follow the ambulance relentlessly, and the king pigeon is not sure to save the child's soul from the hands of death.

Song Ping'an's face is very ugly, he has seen a lot of patients in the emergency department, what is the chance of survival of some patients, and what the current situation is, in fact, you can see it at a glance. He looked at the blood all over the ground, the knife cuts on the child's clothes, coupled with the drooping hands and pale face, and knew that the child might not have much hope.

"The police informed, please pull the family. Song Ping'an said.

Several policemen struggled to pull the man and woman away from the child's side, and when they were controlled, Song Ping'an touched the child's carotid artery, and the body was still hot, but the carotid artery had stopped beating.

He took out his flashlight, checked his pupils, listened to his heartbeat and breathing with his stethoscope, and took a cursory look at the holes in the child's clothes, and there were thirteen bloody wounds on his chest, torso, abdomen, and legs.

"Evil, how big is this?" Song Ping'an whispered, then turned to Meng Na and said.

"The pupils are dilated, there is no reflection to light, the heart pulse stops, spontaneous breathing disappears, there is no need to measure blood pressure, immediately perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation!"

Meng Na immediately understood and began to perform chest compressions, and Song Ping'an also began artificial respiration.

Wang Ge took advantage of this time to take a look at the surrounding environment, the onlookers held their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, and some called their relatives and friends to describe the scene, and some people took this incident as a joke and used WeChat video to broadcast it live to their friends!

And the suspect was also covered in blood, and he looked polite on the outside, but now his face was red, his forehead was bruised, and he looked very manic. He held a pair of scissors in his hand, which looked like a Western-style chef's knife, about twenty-five centimeters long, the blade was placed horizontally on the neck of the hostage in his hand, and the flesh of the neck had sunk when pressed hard, as long as he cut and pulled hard, the trachea and the artery would definitely be cut together.

This man has already killed a person, and Wang Ge believes that there must have been a sniper's muzzle aimed at this person's head, but the current situation does not dare to attack immediately, for fear of hurting the hostage.

The hostage is a middle-aged woman, slightly chubby, with curly hair and glasses, at this time she was so frightened that she couldn't speak, her face was pale, it was estimated that it was related to poor breathing, and no one would wipe the tears on her face clean her. It was clear that she knew what she was facing.

The middle-aged man was just across the school gate, leaning against the wall of the sidewalk, with a fierce expression, and did not say a word to the police negotiator in front of him.

CPR lasted ten minutes, the injured boy did not improve, more blood was pressed out of the wound in his chest by Meng Na, Song Ping'an stopped first, and then patted Meng Na on the shoulder.

Meng Na seemed to be a little unwilling, and was stunned for a moment, after all, the usual rescue takes thirty to forty minutes.

But Song Ping'an knew in his heart that the child had lost too much blood, and several knives had injured his lungs, liver and kidneys, and the wounds on his thighs were bright red all around, which should have pierced the arteries, and no matter how much he rescued, he couldn't come back.

"Why did you stop? Continue to save people! My son is not dead yet! Why don't you save people!" The father of the child tried to rush up, but was stopped by the police.

"The child suffered more than a dozen stab wounds, bleeding in the lungs, liver and kidneys, and a suspected ruptured artery in his leg, possibly due to hemorrhagic shock and systemic organ failure due to asphyxia in the lungs. Sorry, we tried our best...... The specific cause of death will be identified by the police forensic doctor, please ...... Condolences change. Song Ping'an turned around and bowed to the child's corpse with Meng Na, the expression on his face was also ugly, and he felt very uncomfortable.

The child's father didn't care about this, he actually struggled to get rid of the shackles of the police, and came up and gave Song Ping'an a punch, the incident happened suddenly, Song Ping'an didn't dodge, he was beaten and staggered, and the left side of his face immediately became red and swollen.

"You wouldn't have come earlier? Would it have been like this earlier? What did my son do wrong? quack! I'm going to sue you in court!" the child's father raised his fist again.

"Why are you still beating people!" Meng Na exclaimed, but she was a girl, and she couldn't pull it if she wanted to.

Fortunately, Wang Ge was next to Song Ping'an, and quickly pulled him aside and held the wrist of the child's father, "Brother, let's go." "Although the king pigeon is not a bird, but it is also bloody, Song Ping'an is such a good doctor who was beaten for no reason, it is impossible to watch it.

If you want to talk about fighting, Wang Ge is now considered to be strong and strong, even if he is inexperienced, he has never been afraid of anyone, and his face is very ugly, not because of the child, but because the child's father beat Song Ping'an. Although medical workers have to suffer a little grievance for doing this job, and it is understandable for family members to lose their temper, but beating people is too much, right?

The police came back to their senses and quickly pulled the person away again, but they didn't know what to do for a while. It is said that this kind of beating is to be detained, but the person's son has just died, so he can't just arrest the person.

Fortunately, Song Ping'an understands the righteousness, he has seen this kind of thing a lot, and the injury is not very serious, "Forget it, get used to it." He stepped aside and gave the crowd a step.

Meng Na hurriedly stepped forward to check Song Ping'an's face, wanted to buy an ice water cold compress and remembered that it was winter, so she had to take out a bottle of cold glucose and press it on his face to reduce the swelling.

Wang Ge felt that something was wrong, why did a student's parent want to hurt his child's classmates, he pulled the policeman next to him, "Comrade policeman, what is the situation? How did it get like this?"

The policeman sighed, "Alas, the deceased and the suspect's daughter were classmates or tablemates. The boy had been bullying the girl, eleven or twelve years old, sixth grade, forcibly hugging and hugging every day, and once forcibly kissed, the suspect looked for the boy's parents several times, but asked someone to talk about it and was released several times, but the next day the girl was beaten by the child, and her body was bruised. The parents must be going to the head teacher, the hostage. The head teacher felt that it was not a big deal, it was all the children fighting, and he didn't say anything after a few words of persuasion, and just yesterday afternoon, the deceased did something to the girl again. It is estimated that the father of the child can't bear it anymore, so this happened. The suspect also said this in the WeChat group, but the other parents thought it was a child making trouble, and in turn persuaded the girl's father not to take it too seriously!"

The king pigeon was shocked, this is the twenty-first century, and this kind of thing is still happening?

Are other parents stupid? If something doesn't happen to their own children, they shouldn't take it seriously, and anyway, the victim is not themselves, so they just hang high and stand on the moral high ground to criticize? If something really happens to their own children, can they still say such things?

But even so...... Parents of girls should not kill people with knives, there is always a solution to things, this kind of thing is too extreme.

I didn't expect this incident to be really not an angel's ghost!

"Can you let me talk to him?" said Wang Ge, with a sinking heart, to the police.