Chapter 139: Bizarre Car Accident

Some coaches have a destination of death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

We were driving on the Beijing-Guangzhou Expressway, and before we left the Anyang section, we encountered a car accident, and the scene was particularly tragic, Shao Feng had already dragged out the two injured people in front of the Honda sedan and placed them flat on the emergency parking strip.

Judging from the age, this should be the father and son, the father's face was bloody, his teeth were clenched, and the young man's legs were already bloody and blurred, Zheng Xiumin and Professor Zheng rolled up their sleeves and began to save people.

I felt dizzy when I saw this tragic scene, it seemed that not far away, someone was shouting for help, the voice was very urgent, in the drizzle, I continued to walk forward in a daze, and saw the source of the accident, the front of the extended truck had been embedded in the guardrail of the separation belt.

The body of the car next to the cab in the front was also flattened, and the cry for help came from inside the car.

I took the bag containing the needle bag in my mouth, climbed onto the stretch truck with my hands and feet, and slowly moved towards the cab. The cars on the truck were obviously just out of the factory, and they were Hongqi branded, and the cries for help in the bright sedan at the front were clearer and more urgent.

The voice was that of a young woman, sharp and mixed with a Hubei accent.

"Is there anyone? Help, help me! ā€

I finally climbed next to the sedan and looked through the window, but the sedan was black and hollow, and the front and rear of the car were hit to varying degrees.

This resulted in the front and rear doors being deformed and unable to open, but the glass was intact.

I grabbed the handle of the car door with my left hand, knocked on the front window glass with my right hand, and the cries for help inside stopped, and a miserable white face suddenly appeared in the window, and my eyes were dripping with blood.

The sudden appearance of the injured person startled me, but fortunately I had become much bolder.

However, the car door was kicked open by the injured person from the inside, and I was taken to the driver's cab at once, and as soon as my hand slipped, the whole person fell into the barrier, and my legs hung on the guardrail.

Fortunately, there were small-leaved shrubs planted in the barrier, and now they were flourishing, and my body fell on it, and I was not injured, but there was some pain in the popliteal socket of my legs, and I was busy shouting for help.

The old Taoist priest, dressed in a black leather coat, strode towards here, and I saw a red and white woman crawling out of the Hongqi sedan just now, and climbed into the cab along the iron guardrail outside the cab.

From the crack in the cab door came a large pool of dirty blood, dripping on the small-leaved bushes.

I pointed to the deformed cab of the big truck, and the old Taoist priest dragged me out of the isolation belt, and also looked at the cab, explaining: "They have all been hit into this twist, and the people inside can't live!" ā€

I opened my mouth and raised my arms, keeping this movement unchanged, and the old Taoist priest immediately took out a Dao talisman from his pocket and quickly ignited it and filled it into my mouth.

This paper ash is mixed with saliva and the rain just now, not to mention how disgusting. I immediately threw up, and kept throwing up.

A highway patrol officer came over and said to the two of us, "Anyone who has nothing to do with it, please leave the scene quickly!" ā€

He struggled to climb into the cab of the big truck and pulled the door out, but he couldn't open it.

I returned to normal and said busily: "Dao Chief, I just saw a woman climb out of the Hongqi car behind me and get into the cab of the big truck!" ā€

"You must be mistaken, let's get out of here!" The old Taoist priest grabbed my hand and was about to leave.

Of course, I didn't believe I was mistaken, so I looked back into the cab, only to see a pair of blood-stained hands from inside quickly grab the patrolman and drag him into the cab with lightning speed.

This time I was certainly not mistaken, but I opened my mouth and couldn't speak, and the woman's face was pressed against the window of the big truck, and she let out a piercing scream at me.

When the old Taoist priest dragged me back to the scene of the car accident, the driver of the Honda sedan had died of ineffective rescue, and the young man next to him was also dying, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I immediately took out the needle bag from the handbag, took out a needle and pierced it into the Ah is hole behind his ear.

This is a hidden acupoint, but it has the effect of a golden needle to cross the catastrophe, which is also what I saw in "Acupuncture and Moxibustion First Aid".

The young man with a bloody face immediately widened his eyes, and Zheng Xiumin immediately scolded me: "Doctor Yuan, who asked you to save people!" ā€

I habitually reported to my home: "I am Dr. Yuan Chenghua from the Emergency Department of Luoyang Mine Third Rescue Hospital, and it is my duty to save lives and help the wounded!" ā€

Just as I was carefully observing the boy's signs, a very magnetic male voice said: "I am Dr. Zhou Weimin from the Emergency Department of Anyang People's Hospital!" ā€

The other party took a pair of oxygen masks and put them on the young man's face, but it was a little big, I hurriedly pulled out the needle, looked up, and saw a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, he looked resolute, but his temples were already gray.

A nurse reminded everyone: "Please give way, we must send the injured back to the hospital as soon as possible!" ā€

The old Taoist priest whispered a few words to Zheng Xiumin and Shao Feng, and the two immediately set me up and returned to the off-road vehicle.

Back in the car, I hurriedly said to them, "Chief, have you seen that patrolman?" ā€

The old Taoist priest took out a stack of Taoist talismans from his pocket and handed them to Shao Feng and said, "Paste them all on the glass of the car!" ā€

Shao Feng looked puzzled and asked: "Old Taoist, I didn't expect you to really believe in this set of feudal superstitious tricks, in broad daylight, is there still a ghost?" ā€

Professor Zheng said from the seat in front of him: "I feel that the magnetic field here is weak and strong, can someone use equipment to interfere with the driving of the vehicle?" ā€

The old Taoist priest said lightly: "We have met the ghost car!" ā€

Zheng Xiumin and Shao Feng were a little surprised when they heard this, but I was not surprised at all.

For ghost cars, I have ridden more than once.

The old Taoist priest introduced: "It's not that I'm talking nonsense, it's not my hearsay, this ghost car really exists, and I can't point out to you which one it is?" ā€

Zheng Xiumin immediately accused him: "Daochang Tan, in front of my uncle, a brain expert, you actually talked about ghost cars, and asked my uncle to explain to everyone what the so-called ghost is?" ā€

Professor Zheng said slowly: "In medicine, it is believed that human beings are composed of body and soul, and the soul is the mind, and it is also the original spirit in Chinese medicine. Oni, on the other hand, is a soul that has left the body, and is a weak, invisible force that can interfere with electromagnetic devices, but cannot exist for a long time. ā€

Shao Feng asked: "Professor Zheng, is there really a ghost in the world?" ā€

"I'm not saying that there are ghosts in this world, just that the human mind can emit weak brain waves, and I have studied that after the heart stops beating, the brain waves continue and last for half an hour to an hour. That is, when the heart stops beating, there is a period of 30 minutes to an hour before brain death. ā€

Zheng Xiumin also added: "The process of death is that the breathing gradually stops, then the pulse gradually weakens, the blood flow gradually slows down, the body temperature drops, and then the heart stops beating. Although the driver of the sedan just now lost too much blood, if the equipment was sound and the medicine could keep up, he would not have died. ā€

Professor Zheng then asked me, "Doctor Yuan, what kind of acupuncture point did you just pierce behind that young man's ear?" Is there a medical basis for this? ā€

I took out the "Acupuncture First Aid Encyclopedia" and handed it to him.

He didn't answer it, because his hands and Zheng Xiumin's hands were stained with blood, Shao Feng took a bottle of mineral water and asked them both to put their hands out of the car door to wash.