The proprietress of Jiajia fast food restaurant took the goods from Anxin Food Processing Company for four or five days.

In these four or five days, I didn't find anyone who was unwell after eating, and I was immediately relieved.

The proprietress was alive and well, whether to replace all the meat in the store and change it to a safe food processing company.

It can not only eat bad people but also reduce costs, and you don't need to go to two places to pick up the goods.

It would not be cost-effective to order such a large number of orders and still wholesale at the original price.

I'll have to talk to the person in charge of them and see if I can lower the price a bit.

At half past two in the afternoon, after the business ended at noon, the proprietress of Jiajia fast food restaurant rode an electric car to Qianhai Town.

Mango trees are planted on both sides of the road, and their branches are luxuriant, blocking out the hot midday sun, and the speeding electric vehicles bring a gentle breeze.

In this breeze, sleepiness gradually hit, and the proprietress yawned no less than ten times along the way, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Before you know it, the speed of the electric car is getting faster and faster, the breeze is getting more and more comfortable, and the sleepiness is getting stronger and stronger.

Unable to withstand this deep sleepiness, the proprietress opened her mouth again and let out a long, big yawn.

Suddenly, a figure in front of him rushed out of the side of the road and ran straight across the road.

Frightened, she stopped half-way through her yawn, and stared straight ahead with wide eyes, trying to see what was going on.

The figure was running extremely fast, but he didn't take two steps before he kicked into a crack in the road, and his body fell forward uncontrollably, falling hard to the ground, and falling in front of the electric car driven by the proprietress .

The proprietress slammed the brakes and snapped to the end, trying to stop the car.

But the speed of the electric car is too fast, even if the brakes are buckled, the car is under the action of inertia, from back to front, and the proprietress is thrown directly to the side of the road, falling a.

The forearm and knees, where they had first touched the ground, rubbed into a blur of flesh and blood, and her head slammed into the ground, and the proprietress suddenly felt dizzy, and everywhere she could see was a blur.

The back half of the car lifted up, rolled over at 360 degrees, and slammed into the right leg of the man who fell to the ground, and the man let out a terrible howl of pain.

This series of events happened in three or five seconds, and the partner who was playing marbles on the side was so frightened by this wail that he was so frightened that he immediately turned his head to look at the road.

What they saw was a little boy crushed under the electric car, and a woman who fell to the side and did not move, and they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

The little boy groaned bitterly, his eyes full of fear, despair, and helplessness.

I don't know how long it took, but the fog in front of the proprietress finally dissipated, and her eyes could barely see things clearly.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw that my electric car was pressed against a child, and a large red liquid oozed from under the child, staining the ground under the child.

The proprietress trembled and reached for her trouser pockets with both hands, but she couldn't use her hands and tried several times before taking out the phone.

I entered the phone number of 120 with a shudder, and my teeth chattered as I spoke.

The town hospital is not far from here, and the ambulance arrives within five minutes of the call.

Seeing the little boy being lifted into the ambulance, the proprietress breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, she felt some pain in her arms, knees, and head, and when she looked down, her arms and knees were all worn out, and blood was gushing out.

I raised my hand and wiped my face, which felt a little itchy, but what I touched was the blood of my hand.

After the ambulance personnel carried the little boy into the car, they found that there was a woman covered in blood on the side, and the doctor on the car hurriedly stepped forward to check.

After carefully examining several wounds on the proprietress before she breathed a sigh of relief, her knees and hands were all bruises; The head looks scary, but it's just a bump, maybe a little concussion, but it's not fatal.

The doctor took out his mobile phone and asked the hospital to send another ambulance, leaving a nurse here to accompany the proprietress to wait, and he followed the ambulance back to the hospital.

Many of the doctors and nurses in the hospital are from the town, and they all know the children in the town, and when they saw the little boy, they took up the role of Zhang Tian, the son of the owner of Anxin Food Processing Company, and hurriedly called Zhang Tian's home.

The first to come was Zhang Tian's mother, who was wearing pajamas, with a cloak and a pillow mark on one side of her face, which should have been woken up in her sleep.

I don't know if I walked too quickly and didn't put on my shoes, or if I ran away on the road and ran to the hospital naked.

The moment she saw the nurse, she collapsed to the ground, reached out and grabbed the pants of the nurse closest to her, because of the excessive tension, she spoke a little slurred: "Doctor, doctor, how is my child, is my child still alive?" Please, please save him, he's only six years old, he's only six years old. ”

In the end, Zhang Tian's mother couldn't cry.

Immediately following the arrival of Zhang Tian's mother was Zhang Tian's father, Zhang Daoyi.

His hair, which had been slick with hairspray, was messy from the vigorous running, and one of the buttons on his coat had broken off, and he had grabbed his tie and held it in his hand, and his mouth was shaking.

grabbed the nurse's shoulder and shook it violently, and kept muttering: "What about my son, how is my son, I have money, I have a lot of money, you all treat it well, don't be afraid of spending money, you have to cure my son, you must save it!" ”

At the end, the words turned directly into a roar.

In the operating room at the end of the corridor, a nurse suddenly poked her head out of the hall and yelled at everyone outside: "The blood bank is running out of blood, the patient's family has arrived, let them hurry up and donate blood!" ”

With the help of two nurses, the two walked to the phlebotomic room on the third floor.

After venting just now, the emotions of the two of them have temporarily stabilized, and they no longer want to be so panicked when they first arrived at the hospital, nor do they want to be so distracted when they first received the call.

"What is your blood type, if you don't know your blood type, then you have to do a blood type test first."

“A”

“O”

The voices of the husband and wife rang out at the same time.

The doctor nodded, picked up the pen and marked the slip, putting down the slip to prepare the medical equipment for blood drawing.

His eyes suddenly swept to the side of the blood bill that the nurse had just handed over, and the blood type of the patient registered on it was AB.

"Is Zhang Tian your son?"

The husband and wife nodded in unison.

The doctor's hand froze, slowly raised his head to look at the two of them, hesitated for a moment and did not speak, and continued to prepare for the blood draw.

The doctor's pause was very short, but Zhang Daoyi, as a person in the business field, had a very sensitive reaction to this small action.

He sensed something was wrong, and the doctor's reaction made him a little uneasy.

But now that the rescue is important, Zhang Daoyi can only keep this doubt in his heart and actively cooperate with the doctors and nurses in the next work.