"Secretary Zheng?"

When the aunt heard the familiar voice, she turned around and saw a man in a light cyan tunic applauding there, and hurriedly said hello.

Yang Xiaole looked back.

The man was probably less than fifty, with a wrinkled face and standing straight, looking like a former soldier.

At this time, the other party walked out: "Little comrade, thank you so much, I didn't expect it to be really saved." You're teaching us a valuable lesson! ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand: "I am Zheng Shanhe, the D secretary of Xidan Shopping Mall." ”

"Hello!"

Yang Xiaole could only stretch out his hand and shake his hand, thinking that this name was really domineering.

However, he looked at the woman lying on the ground and said, "Although the heartbeat and breathing have resumed, the patient is still in a coma and has to be sent to the hospital immediately." ”

Although the person is alive, the possibility of brain death cannot be ruled out.

You still have to go to a regular hospital for treatment.

Zheng Shanhe was surprised for a moment, and then his face turned cold: "What about the hygienist in Xidan?" Where did it go? Why haven't you come here yet? ”

"It's coming, it's coming."

At this moment, a clear voice came, with anxiety in the voice, and then a sweaty woman came out of the crowd.

The other party was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his hair was already stuck to his skin.

Wearing a green military uniform.

There were three people behind him, two men carrying improvised stretchers, and Yan'er in the mouth of the aunt just now.

Just came to the front and explained to the other party: "Secretary Zheng, someone in the hotel next door has suffered from heat stroke, and I just went to the clinic there!" ”

When Zheng Shanhe heard this, he didn't say anything.

Xidan shopping mall is relatively large, so it is equipped with a separate infirmary, and the small stores, small units, and small people in the vicinity all share this resource.

Then he pointed to the patient on the ground and said, "The patient has just been rescued, hurry up and let someone send him to the hospital." ”

"Rescued?"

He Suqin was surprised, hurriedly squatted down to check it, and listened to the earpiece for a while.

Only then did he raise his head: "Well, the patient has indeed regained his heartbeat." Hey! Are you awake? ”

As she spoke, the pale-faced woman slowly opened her eyes.

Hua Yourong also found that her mother was awake, and hurriedly shouted there.

"Mom, Mom!"

I looked around.

Seeing this, He Suqin hurriedly asked, "This female comrade, how are you?" What does it feel like? Let's take you to the hospital now! ”

"No need!"

The woman turned pale, shook her head slowly, and struggled to squeeze out a few words, but her voice was already a little hoarse.

Yang Xiaole felt that it was better to send it to the hospital, so he persuaded him: "Let's go for a while, check and check, the heart matter is not a trivial matter." ”

"Let me slow down, it'll be fine in a while, I'm an old problem."

In these years, people's sense of safety is not so strong, and when they hear that she is alive, they feel fine. There was no further persuasion.

Yang Xiaole shook his head and didn't say anything more.

"Okay, okay, it's okay if you're okay, let's disperse!"

Zheng Shanhe saw that everyone was still watching, worried that the impact would not be good, so he hurriedly asked everyone to leave.

When everyone saw that there was nothing to do, they all dispersed.

Only a few staff members of the mall remained.

He Suqin looked at her pale and sweaty face, and hurriedly said, "Go to the infirmary on the first floor and rest for a while!" If not, take it to the hospital. ”

When the woman heard this, she thought about it and nodded.

Sitting on concrete floor is not a problem.

Seeing her nodding, He Suqin hurriedly said to the person next to her: "Qingyang, carry her to the infirmary and get her some sugar water to drink." ”

"Hey! Okay! ”

The two young men next to him agreed to come down and come over to carry the patient onto the stretcher.

At this time, Zheng Shanhe, who was next to him, asked kindly at Hua Yourong: "Girl, where is your father!" In which unit? We called him to inform the unit and asked him to come over. ”

Hua Yourong glanced at her mother, hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle, I don't have a father!" ”

Hearing this, Secretary Zheng looked pitiful.

Seeing that the stretcher had been lifted, he didn't think much about it: "Okay, you go to the infirmary with them, and if it doesn't work in a while, go to the hospital." ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle, thank you, aunt!"

Hua Yourong thanked the two of them, and finally looked at Yang Xiaole: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, my mother might be gone." What is your name? I am in Class 5A of Okikura Elementary School. Which school are you from. ”

"My name is Yang Xiaole."

I didn't say anything about the school, as for Class 5A, it was actually the students of Class 1 of the grade.

Now they are all replaced by A, B, C, D.

One year younger than himself, because the rural area is a five-year system, while the urban primary school is a six-year system, which is why rural children can't do urban children.

"Yang Xiaole, thank you, I won't tell you, I have to see my mother."

Hua Yourong saw that her mother was being carried on a stretcher, so she hurriedly said hello and went up.

After the others left, Yang Xiaole looked at the remaining person next to him and smiled awkwardly.

At this time, his father Yang Guangzhi was looking at him with a smile.

There was a sense of relief in his eyes.

"Daddy!"

Hearing this voice, Zheng Shanhe took a look: "This comrade, are you the child's father?" ”

Yang Guangzhi walked over with a smile: "Well, I'm his father Yang Guangzhi." ”

"Hello, hello, I'm Zheng Shanhe, a senior official in Xidan Shopping Mall, Comrade Yang Guangzhi, you gave birth to a good son!"

After speaking, he asked strangely: "Who did he learn from!" ”

Although the two of them changed their outfits.

But the clothes are still very torn, and the faces of the two have obvious traces of feng shui and sun exposure, which should be from the countryside.

That's why he wondered that Yang Xiaole could actually save people, and he was so skilled.

Yang Guangzhi was also strange for a while, looked at his son and asked, "Where did you learn this?" ”

Yang Xiaole said with a smile: "I've been a doctor for a long time, and I've been to the health center a lot, so I've seen it all." ”

I explained it a little bit right now.

After Zheng Shanhe listened, he suddenly realized.

looked at him with a look of pity.

Then he said to Yang Guangzhi: "Where are you from, the behavior of the little comrade who is a good person and a good person, I will report it as a typical unit, and I will hold a meeting to publicize it." ”

"No, no!"

Yang Guangzhi hurriedly waved his hand and refused, where did he get so excited!

"Hey, yes!"

After Zheng Shanhe finished speaking, he said to the aunt next to him: "Sister Zhang, I will also hold a meeting to praise your behavior today, and give a bonus of two yuan at the end of the month." ”

Auntie was happy when she heard this, "Hey, that relationship is good, thank you Secretary Zheng!" Then I'll go back first. ”

After speaking, he returned to the sales area with an envious Yan'er.

After the others left, Zheng Shanhe turned his head to look: "Comrade Yang, what about your proof?" Give it to me, I'll register it. ”

Seeing this, Yang Guangzhi took out the certificate with a smile.

My son has to be reported for doing a good deed, why is he not happy!

Zheng Shanhe took the pen and began to record it.

Yang Xiaole looked at the entire large shopping mall, thought for a while, and asked Zheng Shanhe: "Secretary Zheng, I want to buy some cloth, but we don't have cloth tickets......

When Zheng Shanhe heard this, he raised his head and was a little embarrassed.

The cloth is all cloth tickets, and the ones that don't want cloth tickets are too expensive, thinking about whether to reward a few cloth tickets?

When he hesitated, Yang Xiaole hurriedly said: "Secretary Zheng, I don't want other cloth tickets, I mean that you don't have a big zero here, the kind that doesn't need a ticket, it's a defective cloth." ”

The blemish cloth is well understood.

It is a cloth with various obvious flaws when weaving and printing and dyeing, and no one wants to sell it when normal cloth comes.

So in order to deal with these, there is no need for tickets, and the price is a third less.

But the poor love it the most.

I bought it back to make the lining, and the sheets were all quacky things.

Once it appears, it will be a scene that causes a crazy robbery.

The commune also sells it, but it is basically covered by the inside, and there are still opportunities for rural people.

He doesn't believe that such a large shopping mall has no quota of flawed cloth?

Zheng Shanhe heard this and haha: "You say this, this is no problem, you go to the first floor with me." To the back warehouse, yesterday happened to arrive a batch of defective cloth, is being sorted out, these two days ready to take out to sell! ”

Anyway, it's all for sale, and the other party is paying.

This is not a violation of principle.

However, he still looked at Yang Guangzhi, after all, it was still up to the adults to decide.

Yang Guangzhi was a little hesitant.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole was so angry!

It's hard to buy a ticket that doesn't need cloth, and you're still reluctant, what do you want!

"Dad, it cost 4 yuan to see a doctor! Buy some cloth and go back! You see what I'm wearing, it's just that my eldest brother wore a new one a few years ago.

The eldest sister, me, the fourth, and the fifth, all of them are the eldest brother who can't wear them, and they sew and mend the small ones to wear.

Do you look at your mother, do you wear new clothes all year round? ”

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi's old face blushed.

After thinking about it, he nodded: "Okay, then buy some." ”

As for the money borrowed in Zhuangzi, he can only repay it slowly in the future, although there is a possibility that his son said that he will settle the account, but he still feels embarrassed.

Yang Xiaole didn't know what he thought.

If you know, should you praise him for being simple?

Or should he praise him for his dead brain?

Secretary Zheng smiled and led him down the stairs, and the two naturally followed.

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