There's nothing more painful in the world than when you're fantasizing about heaven one moment and finding yourself in hell the next.

Mo Wen is such a person, two months ago he was still sitting in the classroom, fantasizing about being admitted to Xinyi's key university, but at this time he was doing small work on the construction site in the scorching sun.

Thinking of his tragic experience, Mo Wen spat on the ground fiercely, raised his hand and wiped the sweat that kept flowing on his face. I had just finished moving a cart of bricks, and I was already sweating at this time.

Mo asked, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with an ordinary face, dark skin, a lean figure, and a pair of somewhat calm eyes. Maybe the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and he is not very old, which makes people look a little young and old.

Put the cement truck carrying bricks in his hand to the side of the road, Mo Wen found a shady place and sat down, at this time the foreman was not there, but it was a good time to be lazy. In the boring and busy construction site, it is very happy to be lazy for a while.

He sat on a cement slab, his eyes constantly patrolling the road, and in a moment his eyes lit up; A graceful figure walked across the road, which immediately attracted his attention.

Although the distance is far away, you can't see each other's faces, but the figure is definitely attractive, especially the walking posture is elegant, like a professionally trained model.

Don't look at it as just a woman walking, there is a lot of knowledge in it. And Mo Wen stayed on the construction site all day long, opposite the road and sidewalk. In his spare time, he naturally likes to peek at the beauties passing by on the street, although he can't see his face from a distance, but those fat and thin figures can also feast his eyes.

Especially in the hot summer, short skirts, lace, stockings, high heels...... It is enough to brighten the eyes of the blind.

From this, Mo Wen summed up one sentence - just look at the figure, don't look at the face!

It would be good if there was money, rich people can do evil, and they can support ten or eight second, third, and fourth wives...... Don't ask the secret thoughts of infinite emotion.

As if remembering something, he pulled out a cyan metal disc from his chest, only the size of a coin, and was tied by a small cyan iron chain, like a strange necklace.

This thing is still something that Mo Wen accidentally found when demolishing an ancient house a few days ago, when he found an ancient green brick in a wall, the blue brick was pitted and broken, and it was estimated that it was a century-old brick.

If it is an antique with a history of other centuries, I am afraid it can still be worth a little money, but a green brick, even if it is an antique, I am afraid it is not worth anything at all.

At that time, Mo Wen casually threw the green brick on the ground, but he didn't want the green brick to break from it, and a piece of metal jewelry fell out of it, which was the strange necklace in Mo Wen's hand.

The cyan metal disc was a strange one, dividing into eight areas with all sorts of strange runes carved on it.

Mo Wen is not familiar with antiquities, but he can also see that the thing in his hand should be a miniature version of the gossip plate, and ordinary people will hang the gossip plate at home to avoid evil and worship it as a magic weapon.

Although he is not superstitious and does not believe that the gossip plate can have any ability to attract good fortune and avoid evil, he also knows that this ancient gossip plate should be worth a lot of money, maybe it is still an antique, if it is sold to an antique dealer, it is likely to become rich overnight.

Mo Wen's eyes were full of longing, and he stroked the gossip necklace as if he was touching his lover. Once he becomes a rich man, those big beauties who used to only dare to peek from afar and secretly swallow saliva are not at his mercy.

"Oh no! Something went wrong. ”

"Something's wrong! Something happened! Call an ambulance. ”

……

A noisy shout sounded from not far away, and then many people ran towards that place, and the shouting also interrupted Mo Wen's sweet dream.

"What's wrong?"

He glanced at the other side suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and ran towards the place where the crowd had gathered.

The place where the accident happened was not far from Mo Wen, and he soon rushed to the accident site, where many workers gathered. With a sweep of his eyes, he jumped at the situation in front of him. A middle-aged man in rags, nearly fifty years old, was lying on the ground convulsing constantly, his face was pale, he was breathing heavily, and his hands were tightly covering his chest, as if he was in pain.

From his eyes, filled with deep fear, it seemed that death was felt.

Many workers arrived, but no one dared to step forward, and a group of workers with little education obviously did not know what was happening and did not dare to act rashly.

"Acute myocardial infarction!"

Mo Wen's face changed slightly, and he looked at Lao Zhang who was twitching on the ground with some ugliness. He recognized Lao Zhang's illness at a glance, because there was a person in the village who had a sudden acute myocardial infarction and died in just a few minutes, and he witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

His village is very remote, there are basically no professional doctors in the village, and when he has a disease, he usually uses the earthwork handed down from his ancestors to treat it simply, and there is no targeted treatment at all.

His mother's frail and sickly body, exhausted, and sick from work, there was no doctor in the village, and his biggest dream was to be admitted to the most famous medical university in China, and become a doctor in the future to treat his mother and the people in the village.

It's a pity that he failed the college entrance examination, and he could have been admitted to the Medical Department of Huaxia University with his scores, and he could be qualified for free admission, but he was replaced by a powerful son and brother in the family, and his score was lower than him, but he squeezed him down.

Although he could be admitted to other good schools with his grades, the high tuition fees were an expense that he could not afford at all, so in order not to burden his mother, he had to give up his studies and start working to earn money.

The site is a development area on the edge of the city, far from the city, and it takes 25 minutes for an ambulance to arrive at the nearest hospital. But depending on the patient's appearance, whether he can last 25 minutes or not is a matter of two words. Acute myocardial infarction can kill a person in just a few minutes.

Hold out for 25 minutes? That's a miracle!

This person he knew, lived in the same shed with him, named Zhang Laoshi, usually everyone called him Lao Zhang, an honest and honest person, because he had no skills, he could only do the lowest level of small work on the construction site like him.

It is said that he also has a son who is in college, and he worked so hard to earn money for his son to go to college.

Mo Wen looked at Lao Zhang, a worker on the ground, with some hesitation, his dream is to become a doctor, and he has a certain understanding of some simple and common pathologies, and for acute myocardial infarction, he knows that there are several first-aid measures that can alleviate the condition.

But in these days, who dares to save people casually? It is naturally a good thing to be able to save people, but if you can't save people, the patient has three longs and two shorts, and I am afraid that the responsibility will be on his head.

However, society is so realistic, maybe simply taking some emergency measures to alleviate the condition and prolong the time of death can save a person's life. But Mo Wen, like everyone else around him, didn't dare to rush forward to help.

Taking a deep breath, he was silent for a while, and finally sighed and walked towards Lao Zhang, who was ill. He is not a bad person, but Lao Zhang has a good relationship with him, they are all poor rural people who come out to work, and they deeply understand each other's difficulties, Lao Zhang is the pillar of the whole family, and his conscience can't do it when he sees Lao Zhang die.

"Don't touch him, I'm a doctor."

A graceful figure rushed from a distance, all the way through the messy construction site, trotting to the scene of the incident.

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, subconsciously stopped, and a gust of fragrant wind hit, and there was a graceful figure in front of him.

It was a girl, with a beautiful face, tall and tall, only half a head shorter than Mo Wen, wearing an off-white floral skirt with the skirt falling in the crook of her legs, revealing a pair of slender and white calves. Running all the way, the skirt fluttered, and it was moving.

Mo Wen's eyes couldn't help but be stunned, he squatted on the construction site every day to peek at the young girl passing by, but it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful girl! A beautiful plain face that is naturally carved and decorated keeps echoing in his mind! It's not powdered, but it's amazing.

Just for a moment, he seemed to feel the girl's gaze sweeping back towards him, Mo Wen's face turned slightly red, and he moved his gaze to the side a little shyly, not daring to look at the girl directly.

Because he found out that the girl in the white dress was the woman who was across the road before, and he quietly lusted with other people's figures. Although Mo Wen is very lascivious and sullen in his heart, he is a shy little boy on the surface, and he will blush unconsciously when he meets a beautiful girl.

In the words of his friend, it is a typical type of pure external and internal turmoil.

The girl ignored Mo Qian, and directly squatted down to check Lao Zhang's condition, and soon her beautiful face changed, and it seemed that the situation was a little serious.

Mo Wen also knew that at this time, the patient was in shock, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Can you help me?"

The girl raised her head and glanced anxiously at Mo Wen, who was the closest to the patient at this time, so she naturally found him as soon as possible.

"Yes!"

Mo Wen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect the girl to ask him for help, but he quickly reacted and hurriedly walked to the girl's side.

"Can you help me level his body and lift his legs slightly?" The girl asked Mo while carefully performing external chest squeezing surgery on Lao Zhang.

Mo Wen knew some ways to relieve myocardial infarction, and quickly did what the girl said. He knew that the girl's method was correct, that lifting the patient's legs was to prevent the hypoxia of the brain of the person in shock, and that this was the best solution when there was no equipment such as oxygen tanks.

Mo Wen peeked at the girl who was focused on treating patients, and there was a faint fragrance from the girl, which was definitely not the smell of any perfume, he was sure. The fragrance has a refreshing effect, and for some reason, Mo Wen gradually became a little obsessed with the fragrance, and subconsciously took a big breath.

Suddenly, he noticed that his chest was a little hot, and it was getting hotter, and it seemed as if a piece of red-hot iron was stuck to his chest. His face changed slightly, and he subconsciously touched his chest, and found that it was the gossip plate that had been excavated from the cyan ancient brick.

The next moment, a sudden roar exploded in his mind, and the whole world began to spin, and huge streams of information continued to drill into his mind......