Jiang Li knew he would be like this, and said helplessly: "The surveillance footage from the Wangjiang South Road section shows that Gang Chenchen fell into the river while trying to pick up something... He fell in a few minutes ago, and there is no surveillance over there, so the specific situation is still unclear... Don't worry, I have already notified the nearest fire rescue team and asked them to hurry over, and I will be there soon..."
The black Phaeton braked suddenly and almost hit the green belt on the side of the road!
In front of Ye Wangchuan's eyes, light and shadow merged into black and white, and his breathing tightened involuntarily, as if someone was strangling his neck, and he was unable to breathe for a moment.
The scene of my cousin entrusting her son to me before her death is still vivid in my mind. Her only wish was for him to take good care of Ye Qichen...
He stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the location Jiang Li gave.
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"The child's face has turned purple from the cold. I'm afraid there's no hope of saving him."
"It's so pitiful. He looked to be only 5 or 6 years old. He was drowned at such a young age. His family must be so sad."
"Has the ambulance not arrived yet?"
"I just called. The traffic at the intersection ahead is under control. It will take at least half an hour to get through."
"I called, too."
On the shore, the onlookers formed a circle and chattered non-stop.
Qiao Chen, Fu Ge and others finally squeezed in and saw Qiao Nian, who was soaking wet. He buried his head as if he didn't notice so many people surrounding him, and kept pressing the child's chest with his hands.
"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.
Fu Ge was slightly surprised to see that Qiao Nian actually knew first aid: "She is performing CPR on the child. It is a first aid method."
Seeing him staring at Qiao Nian intently, Qiao Chen felt uncomfortable. She pouted and murmured softly, "When did she learn this? Didn't she learn it just because she saw it on TV? The child is still so young, why not wait for the doctor to come?"
Fu Ge also felt that Qiao Nian should not rashly perform first aid. After all, he was not a professional. If something happened to the child, he would not be able to explain it afterwards.
He raised his chin slightly and took out his cell phone: "I know someone at the city hospital. I'll call them and ask them to come over quickly."
Hearing that he knew someone from the municipal hospital, the onlookers looked at him in surprise.
You should know that the municipal hospital around the city is a Grade 3 hospital and is very famous among the hospitals in the surrounding cities. It is usually difficult to make an appointment because not everyone knows the doctors there.
An old lady couldn't help but praise him: "Young man, you are a kind person!"
Qiao Chen standing beside him also felt proud.
Only Qiao Nian felt that the noise around her was too noisy. Her snow-white face showed annoyance. Her whole body was wet and dripping with water. Her seaweed-like hair hung on her shoulders. Her shirt and T-shirt were wet and stuck to her neck. There was a bloody mark on her snow-white neck from a child's scratch, and blood was still oozing out of it.
Red and white are entangled together, so magical!
She pressed for a long time, but the child lying on the ground had not yet vomited out the water in his stomach, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
She took a deep breath, not wanting to jump in and rescue a dead person.
Without caring about anything else, he took out a small cloth bag from his bag and opened it.
"What is that?" Qiao Chen saw what Qiao Nian took out and asked while pointing at it.
Someone in the crowd also saw it and recognized what Qiao Nian was holding: "It looks like acupuncture?"
"This little girl also knows acupuncture? What does she use acupuncture for?"
(End of this chapter)