On this night, some people are happy, some are sad, some are singing and dancing, and some are holding a ball of life that is about to disappear, and their hearts are broken.
The evening breeze was chilly, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. It was so hazy that no stars could be seen.
A major car accident occurred on the road in Zhongxin Street, Fu'an District, Ningcheng.
After a minibus knocked a young girl to the ground, the driver hit and ran.
At this time, many people gathered here.
The big guy looked at the two girls on the ground.
One was holding the other, the uninjured one, whose clean white dress was dyed a dazzling bright red.
"Ding Baoyi... Ding Baoyi, don't die, you can't die, do you hear me?!"
Yan Nian hugged her whole body.
She felt that she could feel it, it hurt so much, and she reached out to cover the bleeding part of Ding Baoyi's chest, but she couldn't cover it no matter how hard she tried.
The palms of my hands are warm and hot.
Her clear eyes were stained with panic and helplessness as she scanned the standing pedestrians.
"Ambulance... did you call an ambulance??"
"I called, but there was a car accident in front of the road. There is a tight traffic jam on the road. I don't know when the ambulance will come!"
"What?!"
Yan Nian cried out loud, and the cold liquid slowly dripped down her cheeks to the ground. At this moment, she was just a helpless and anxious child who was afraid of losing her friends.
"What should we do? Who of you will save her?! Please save her!"
Everyone looked at each other.
No one wants to see a young and lively life fade away, but—
"Only a doctor can save her, none of us can..."
doctor…
Yep!
doctor!
Yan Nian took out his cell phone from his pocket with trembling hands and dialed Jiang Beiyuan's number.
Her fingers were trembling, she took a deep breath and forced herself to press the connect button.
Three seconds later, the call was connected.
"Wife?"
"Jiangbeiyuan, Jiangbeiyuan..."
She started to cry, her tears stuck in her throat, and her face was stained with tears.
Listening to her crying voice, the other end was anxious but also calm, "What's wrong?"
"Ding Baoyi...she, she had a car accident...she bled a lot...a lot...what should I do? There's a traffic jam...can't come...the ambulance..."
Her voice was trembling as she spoke intermittently.
He could imagine that she must be very scared and helpless now.
Compared to Yan Nian, who was at a loss, Jiang Beiyuan's voice was calm and firm, with a soothing power, and he said word by word, "Tell me the location."
"Central Street...to the left...the road..."
"Okay, got it, we'll be there in three minutes! Don't panic now, lay her flat on the ground now, check the wounds on her body, and tell me on the phone."
Jiang Beiyuan was holding his cell phone in one hand, but he opened the car door, put the medical kit on his back, and ran towards the center street with great strides.
It happened to be a coincidence that he didn't have surgery tonight, so he drove past the store, thinking that Yan Nian's birthday was coming soon, and wanted to prepare a birthday gift for her in advance.
Although this girl is heartless and wants to use him as a "shared bicycle", if he talks about being angry with her, it usually gets better the next day and he won't really get angry.
Then I saw Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi at the door of the movie theater.
Two little sisters were trying to teach a man a lesson.
That man should be Ding Baoyi's boyfriend.
He was originally mixed in the crowd, watching her with great interest as she lectured others like a little girl. Then, he heard her say, "Apart from being handsome, Jiang Beiyuan has nothing good!"
become.
After marrying her back, he didn't let her do any housework. Cooking was voluntary and didn't count.
Pampering her, caring for her, the flower shop secretly found someone to attract customers for her, and she just held it in the palm of her hand and offered it to her like a Bodhisattva. Isn't that good
He got angry, turned around and left.
After all, there is nothing he can do against her. It is impossible to rush up and question her, "Am I not good to you?"
Dr. Jiang, who is cold and cold, cannot do this kind of thing.
After walking around the store, I found that there was nothing suitable for gifts. I was about to drive away when I received a call from Yan Nian.
This is all fate.
(End of chapter)