Chapter Twenty-Four: Rushing to the Heart
I didn't expect to meet someone from the Jiang family here, this woman is none other than the aunt of Jiang Henglin, who she married.
Mr. Jiang has two sons and a daughter.
daughter Jiang Wanyun married Shen Ziliang, the son of the Shen family, who is also one of the four major families in Kyoto.
There are two major families behind her, and Jiang Wanyun can be said to be the most noble woman in Kyoto except for the first lady.
This train came from a neighboring county and passed through Muyang Town, and they were dressed casually, either to visit relatives or to play.
She couldn't help but glance at the man sitting next to her, who looked about the same age as Mu Shaoshuai, thinking that this should be Shen Yichen, the eldest son of the Shen family.
In the previous life, she and Shen Yichen had nothing to do with each other, and they only met once in a hurry in their impression, and they still took a picture at the Jiang family's business banquet.
At that time, the son of the Shen family was already a powerful figure in Kyoto, and he was also a celebrity in front of the president.
Reborn, she met them earlier.
It's still breakfast time, and the noisy children make the whole carriage extremely noisy.
Yun Xi took out the steamed buns stolen from the house, and ate them one by one.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanyun also took out a few multigrain buns and handed them to her baby son, and also thoughtfully handed over the water cup, without the slightest style of a rich and noble family.
I don't know if it's so simple on weekdays, or if she's used to eating big fish and meat to get fresh, or if she, the mother of the mother, intends to hone her eldest son.
In short, Yun Xi, who has been up and down in the business sea for many years and is used to seeing all kinds of human nature, is really shocked to see their mother and son!
There is no first-class box, no special treatment, and no disgust and disgust.
Not far away, she listened to Jiang Wanyun tell her son about the color and rice of the multigrain buns, and it was estimated that this noble young master would not distinguish between grains.
Suddenly, the train was bumpy, and the two children who were running and jumping on the aisle didn't stop, not knowing who hit whom, and the inertial reaction directly hit Shen Yichen.
Shen Yichen hadn't swallowed a mouthful of buns yet, when he suddenly hit it and stuck it directly in his throat!
"Chenchen! Chenchen, what's wrong with you?! ”
Jiang Wanyun looked at her son, whose hands were stuck on his neck and his face turned black, hurriedly stood up and pushed away the child who hit Shen Yichen.
The child was pushed to the ground and hit the seat, crying.
"Chenchen, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Mom! Yichen! ”
The child's cry and Jiang Wanyun's eager shout suddenly made the entire carriage boil.
Yun Xi turned his head and saw Shen Yichen pinching his neck, his face was black, and his eyes were tightly closed, with a painful expression.
The subconscious reaction is to be choked!
threw away the steamed bun in his hand and ran over, squeezed through the crowd and slapped him the back.
"What are you doing!"
Jiang Wanyun screamed, and was also frightened stupid by Yun Xi's big movements, and pushed her away fiercely, for fear that she would hurt her precious son.
"He's choking, and if he doesn't give first aid, he'll be suffocating soon!"
Almost in line with the doctor's vocation, she couldn't care so much, got up and continued to slap a few times.
Jiang Wanyun looked at her as a girl, and she didn't believe her at all in a hurry.
"Get the hell out of here! Don't touch my son! ”
Jiang Wanyun turned her back to block Yun Xi, and slapped her son's back again and again, not daring to use force at all.
"Madam, he can't breathe now, if you delay like this, your son will die!"
Yun Xi glanced at Shen Yichen, who was no longer able to breathe, the Heimlich first aid method was estimated to be unworkable, and he could only do first aid measures temporarily.
Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, she pulled Jiang Wanyun away, hurriedly took out a scalpel from Mu Feichi Base Shun from her bag, and threw it into the cup with boiling water.