Chapter 1: Chang'an October

Chang'an October, Jin Feng Shuoye.

On Lingnuma Street, the north wind carried the leaves across the street, and the pedestrians wrapped their leather jackets tightly, and the old people, who were not very resistant to the cold, even turned out their old cotton jackets and wrapped them early.

In the hurried crowd, a thin and weak figure was particularly conspicuous, in the cold wind, he was only wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt and single pants, his exposed arms were so thin that the green tendons protruded, and the two shoulder blades on his back were towering.

He walked aimlessly, walking extremely slowly, his steps were staggering, his originally sharp and rich facial features gave people a sense of decay, his face was abnormally pale, his lips were blue, and there was no excess flesh on his face, as if he was terminally ill and was about to breathe in the next second.

He didn't seem to feel the cold, or rather, he was numb from freezing.

His long, messy black hair was disheveled, and his expression was dull and dazed, looking like a neurotic who had just been released from a mental hospital.

The adults with the children moved away from the man's location.

Turning the corner, a tall woman in a hurry suddenly appeared, her head down to arrange her wind-blown scarf, and when she realized that there was someone in front of her, it was too late to brake.

The two collided solidly, and the woman staggered back and steadied herself, but the person she hit fell straight backwards.

There was a thud, and there was not even the slightest buffer, and the man's head slammed into the ground.

Jiang Lu stared in disbelief, "I'll go, do you touch porcelain?" ”

The people on earth were unresponsive.

You won't fall to your death!

Jiang Lu muttered in his heart, and hurriedly squatted down and patted the man's face, and pinched the other person, "Hey! Are you still alive, wake up. ”

Still no response.

Jiang Lu reached out again to probe his carotid artery and snort, and breathed a sigh of relief, "There is qi, the pulse is normal, it should be fine for the time being." ”

I screamed in my heart that I was unlucky, and I couldn't just throw people on the street, but fortunately she came out to drive today.

She was surprised when she lifted the person up from the ground, this person looked very tall, why was it so light?

Jiang Lu contacted a friend in the emergency department of the city hospital, sent the person to deal with the bag that came out of the back of the head first, and then gave him a full body examination.

"How's it going?" Jiang Lu asked.

Her friend was surprised with a surprised expression holding the test sheet and the film, "Where did you pick this person up?" Moderate anemia is counted, and internal organs are also failing. ”

"Huh? So miserable. Jiang Lu was also surprised, and told the story of picking up the person.

My friend also felt that she didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out today, and she was so unlucky because she took the wrong leg, so she patted her shoulder to comfort, "I've arranged it for you, transfer to internal medicine, oh yes, this is the ID card in his trouser pocket." ”

Jiang Lu took it and looked at it, there were two words written in his name, "Yu Mu", and his date of birth was 83 years, "Hey, this is still a child." ”

She herself is 75 years old, this person is a full eight years younger than her, and she is really a child in her eyes.

"Hey~" Jiang Lu sighed, and finally took a day off, but he encountered this incident.