"If you look across the river, I've heard from my old classmates that there are a lot of good restaurants there. Let's go over London Bridge. It's a famous spot anyway. ”

Professor Liu's proposal to walk across London Bridge and dine across the river was a good idea. After all, everyone is also interested in seeing the scenery of the Thames River, known to the British as the Father River, from London Bridge.

The group walked to the bridge, and Zheng Yuanli received a phone call.

It was my uncle who called.

He tried not to fall behind, and kept talking to his uncle in a low voice.

"Hey, uncle."

"Yuanli, we watched the news, and it was said that there was an explosion in London, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I wasn't at the train station at the time."

"That's good."

"Brother, brother!"

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Jia snatched the phone.

"Brother, when are you coming back, my sister and I miss you."

"Soon, in three days, I'll be back."

"Then, brother, did you bring me a gift?"

"What kind of gift do you want?"

"Well... With King Arthur's sword in stone, right? ”

"That's a legendary thing, how could it be."

"Then, bring a normal sword."

"I'll try to see if I can take the plane."

"Consignment, sure!"

"Yes, okay, I'll bring it to you."

Zheng Yuanli thought, En, then bring him an ordinary plastic sword.

"Yuanli, come back early."

"Yes, I know."

It's my sister.

"Is it cold over there in the UK?"

"Not too cold."

"It's snowing here in Tianjin, and this is the third time I've seen snow. No matter how many times I saw it, I thought it was beautiful. ”

My sister lived in tropical Thailand before joining the family.

"There's no snow here in the UK, it's always raining lightly. Chills slightly. ”

"Uncle and Yuanjia built a snowman in the yard, and they said it was Yuanli."

"I don't think it's as good-looking as me."

"Much better looking than you."

"How is that possible?"

"It's annoying, when will you be back."

"Three days later."

"I'll pick you up."

"Yes."

"Uncle will also come, remember to send the flight number to my uncle."

"Okay, I'll hang up first. Professors they call me. ”

"Wear more and don't catch a cold."

"Got it."

During the call with his family, he unconsciously walked to London Bridge, and at this time, Yuan Li was suddenly shocked. It's too late. It's too late to escape. Calculate the time and geography of the day, plus your own natal chart.

This London bridge over the River Thames is a guillotine bridge in its own destiny.

The fire rose in the center of the bridge, and the professor, who was walking in front, was overwhelmed by the air wave. A small car was overturned and rushed into the sky.

Thundered.

The voice only came to Zheng Yuanli's ears at this time.

The car fell, touching the sling of London Bridge and sparking. It smashed to the ground, straight into a stroller, and the black woman pushing the stroller had been blown off the bridge by the air waves.

Spirit runes, use wind spirit runes, it's too late. Even if it was in time, the Wind Spirit Rune would not be able to push the power of the falling car at all.

That stroller was not saved.

It could only be crushed into a pulp by the falling car, and this person pushed the car away. His leg was hit hard by the car.

Zheng Yuanli saw it clearly, that person.

It's Guo Moru, Mr. Guo.

Zheng Yuanli hurriedly rushed forward and took a look at the situation at the scene.

Mr. Guo's leg was smashed off by his calf, and he didn't have to play any comminuted fracture or not, and that leg was directly smashed.

The next step is amputation.

As for the stroller, judging by the child's crying, there shouldn't be any big problem. The car was overwhelmed by the impact force of the front of the car and completely suffocated. The driver should have been unable to rescue him, and now he has to worry about whether the car will explode due to oil leakage, after all, there are still open flames at the scene. After a closer look, it was found that the naked eye did not find the oil leak in the car.

Don't worry about the stroller first, there are enough people who were not injured at the scene, and the baby is the first rescue object in the eyes of most people. Teacher Guo must stop the bleeding first, otherwise he may not be able to get an ambulance.

He first lay Mr. Guo flat and bent Mr. Guo's injured leg halfway, which could relieve the blood flow velocity.

Zheng Yuanli looked around, and he saw the dying driver wearing a tie. He opened the door to the cab and untied his tie tightly to the thigh artery.

This only temporarily relieves the bleeding, only temporarily.

As a last resort, you can burn it over an open flame. However, it is now in the city of London, and ambulance personnel will arrive soon, so such first aid should be able to wait until the first responders arrive.

"Mr. Guo, what blood type are you?"

"I'm Type B."

"Well, I'll accompany you in a while, I'm also Type B."

Now that the blood type of the casualty is known, the time for blood tests can be spared.

Guo Moru weakly wanted to say something, but she couldn't seem to say it.

"You just saved that child, that child is fine, you are a hero."

Teacher Guo closed his eyes and didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and endured the pain.

Zheng Yuanli looked up at the situation around him, the explosion yield this time should be larger than the last time he encountered it in Kings Cross. However, because it was in an open area, the casualties were not as serious as last time. After all, Kings Cross is an overcrowded place.

The main damage was a few cars, and now the most seriously injured is Mr. Guo.

Some Britons gathered around, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

It seems that it is not only Zheng Yuanli who saw the scene where Mr. Guo saved people just now. A couple of Britons also saw it.

"This Chinese is a hero! He saved the kid! ”

"I called an ambulance and it came quickly."

Several professors also relented and came this way.

"Everyone, don't watch for a while, leave more oxygen for the injured to breathe."

"How long does it take for the ambulance to arrive?"

"Still stuck in traffic."

"Oh God."

"O gods, please bless this warrior."

"The driver of the car is dead, oh my God, it's a demonic act."

"What kind of person would do such a thing to an innocent civilian!?"

After a while, a black woman with a wet body ran over crying.

"God, my child."

An English gentleman in a trench coat said to the woman.

"Ma'am, your child is fine, it was the gentleman over there who saved him."

"Oh my God, he's really badly injured."

"yes."

"Thank you so much, but I don't have any money."

Zheng Yuanli heard the conversation between them, he didn't blame her, this is human nature, people always think of survival first and then consider nobility.

But Mr. Guo said that honor and responsibility are sometimes heavier than interests.

16:00

Outside the operating room, Zheng Yuanli and the professors waited anxiously.

No one ate.

When Professor Chen heard that there had been another bombing, he didn't bother to buy anything, so he immediately ran to St. George's Hospital in London.

There are no risks associated with amputation, the only risk is blood loss in a race against time. However, Zheng Yuanli knew Mr. Guo's blood type before he fell asleep after he lost too much blood early in the morning, so he omitted the relief of blood tests.

Finally, Mr. Guo was pushed out of the operating room wearing an oxygen tube. Because of general anesthesia, he had to breathe on oxygen.

In the process of pushing to the ICU, Zheng Yuanli saw the blood under Mr. Guo's sheet and the empty right leg below the thigh.

He bit his lower lip and made up his mind.

"Whoever did this, I must bring him to justice with my own hands. For Mr. Guo, seek justice! ”