The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

This is an era of advocating the words of the parents, and there is no human rights. If she is a prostitute, she may have a way out.

But she is a prostitute, or a lovable prostitute, she has no choice in marriage.

Liu Wei hates this kind of passiveness, and she is not really "Liu Wei" after all, and she is even more reluctant to put her life on these "strangers."

After Liu Wei fled, she would have no father or mother. Even if she saw Fu Zichen, she also said that she was an orphan because she never thought about recognizing these "families."

However, after all, blood is still there. He is now wearing a men's clothing. Liu Yi sees her. She may not recognize it for a while, but after a long time, there is always a flaw, and she dare not take risks.

At the moment, she just wants to leave.

It was raining outside, she was trapped here, and she could not go anywhere.

The feeling of powerlessness is always anxious.

Liu Wei lost her usual calmness. She frowned and listened to the sound of the cable outside the carriage, and her face sank.

Liu Xiaoli shrinks in the mother's arms, because the carriage is too quiet, he just had enough to eat, mixed chaos, and even so sleep.

Rong Ling accompanied Liu Wei for a while, seeing that she never talked, silenced, and said: "That is Liu Yi, the three sons of Liu Xiang, the famous wealthy businessmen in Beijing."

Liu Wei looked up at him: "Do you know him?"

“I don’t know.” Rong Ling said: “I’ve heard that it’s very famous, and Liu’s three sons have been used as a model of the Beijing-China aristocracy.”

Liu Wei licked his lips and resumed silence.

The atmosphere in the carriage was very different. After a while, Rong Ling determined that Liu Wei really intended to hide in the end, and some of the slightest intentions to leave.

Just then, there was a scream outside: "Wang Hu, Wang Hu..."

When Rong Ling opened the curtain, he saw the position next to the temple. A pale man with black lips was shaking his body, twitching and foaming at the mouth, as if he would die in the next moment.

The man suddenly surrounded a lot of people, and even Liu Yi went up to see, but no matter how they called, how to call, the man named Wang Hu, still twitching, spit in the mouth, from white foam, change It became a yellow scent, and the eyelids gradually turned white, and it was no longer visible.

Rong frowning, this disease is poisoned?

Liu Wei looked through the curtains of Rong Li, and looked out. She was moving a lot. When she moved, Xiao Li in her arms woke up.

Liu Wei looked at it and saw the reason. Xiaoli squinted at the eyes and licked it. It was also a glance, and he saw the symptoms.

"It is a seizure." Xiao Li's soft voice mixed with a nasal sound, he said.

Rong Ling turned his head and looked at him: "Epilepsy?"

The little guy sucked his nose and felt a little cold. He climbed into Rong’s arms and sat on his lap and said, “It’s the **** wind.”

It turned out to be a **** wind, and it was quite arrogant. Put down the curtain and stop it.

Liu Xiaoli was interested in pulling a corner of the curtain, curiously looking out, looked at it for a while, he began to worry: "Oh! These people will not cure him, he is going to die!"

The horn horn wind is also a disease that can be encountered by chance in the countryside. Ordinary people, there are some ways to know first aid, but these people obviously won’t, Liu Xiaoli was just watching the show, seeing people’s lives, even sleeping. Did not fight, the small body jumped out of the car.

"Xiaoli." Rong Ling called, the little guy has run far.

He frowned and turned his head and found that Liu Wei’s old **** was sitting inside, and he did not move.

"You are not worried?" She dared to let Xiaoli run like this? Not afraid to be seen by Liu Yi?

Liu Wei’s “hmm” sounds nothing, don’t care.

Compared with her, Xiao Li is more like his relative, the man sitting in front of her eyes.

Therefore, Xiaoli alone is a person. No one will associate him with himself. Therefore, she does not worry. Moreover, she saved a life and won the seventh-level float. Xiaoli was taught by her, and her medical talent was higher than her. , epilepsy, can not help the son.

Rong Ling is afraid of the onset of a man who hurt Xiao Li, he is behind the curtain.

In the dilapidated temple, the outside is raining and the next one keeps going.

Liu Xiaoli jumped from the car and went into the corner of the crowd. He said to the inside: "You will spread out, so that you will kill him."

The soft and tender voice, once in the ear, is shocking.

A dozen people around them looked at this little boy who didn’t know when to run behind them. Some people were unhappy: “Where are the children, go quickly!”

When he said it, he reached out and pushed Liu Xiaoli away.

I still haven't touched the little guy's clothes corner, a pair of chilly palms, and slammed the man's wrist.

When the man looked up, he was stunned by the darkness of the pair. The man slammed and tried to pull back his hand, only to find that he could not move.

"What are you doing?" The man had a bad temper.

Rong Ling opened the man's hand and picked Liu Xiaoli up and said in the ear of the little guy: "I don't know what people are good, don't worry."

"But..." Liu Xiaoli squatted on Uncle's sleeves, because he was sitting in the arms of an adult. He stood tall and looked far away. When he looked down, he saw the man who was almost mad, and his face was a bit like: Uncle Rong..."

After all, the child is soft-hearted, and Rong Li sees that he really wants to save people, so he has to carry him inside.

A dozen people suddenly got up and blocked them. The same temple was sheltered from the rain, but after all, they were strangers. The goods of their seven boxes were behind. This person wanted to be close, and they naturally refused.

Rong Ling stunned, and his eyes turned to Liu Yi at the back of the crowd.

Liu Yi was silent at this time, and the two looked at each other. Liu Yi seemed to come over and suddenly changed his face: "容容..."

Rong Ling did not say anything, he knew that Liu Yi recognized him.

Sure enough, Liu Yi quickly retired the guard and hurriedly greeted him: "I am a big man, I haven't seen you for a long time."

He said, arched his hand and his posture was very low.

Rong Ling was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He walked by him and placed Liu Xiaoli next to the man named Wang Hu, licking his little head.

Liu Xiaoli squatted on the ground. He turned over the eyelids of Wang Hu, and determined that he still had a tone. He quickly said to the side: "You are all scattered, who takes off a piece of clothes for me."

Everyone looked at Liu Yi, Liu Yi was staring at Rong Lian's cold and proud back, his eyes were quite complicated, and he nodded.

The man who was closest to him immediately took off his clothes and handed it to Xiaoli.

Xiaoli took the clothes and put the sleeves in a group. He stuffed them into the mouth of Wang Hu, and untied his clothes while he said to other people: "He is suffering from horns. If this disease is not handled properly, it will be dead. I will tell you now, you all remember." Then he paused: "First, you can't be together. He is having difficulty breathing now. If you block together, it will only speed up his death."

A group of people around, heard the word of death, few people are not scared, a dozen people look at each other, and finally, relying on the innermost few people, in the end to go back two steps.

Liu Xiaoli continued: "Secondly, the person who has committed the horns wind, the person who discovered it should put something in his mouth for the first time, and place him between the upper and lower teeth to prevent him from biting his tongue."

As he spoke, he personally demonstrated.

"Third, immediately loose his collar, but keep him breathing more."

"Fourth, turning his face to the side, so that his vomit can flow out, and if these things flow into the throat, they will suffocate at any time."

"Five, hold up his jaw and avoid him from licking his neck, causing the airway to squeeze."

"Sixth, if he is in a coma, hold down his man's hole, where it is placed on the lower lip of the nose, can give him first aid. Do you understand?"

The little soft voice, without any deterrence, speaks but the people around you are a glimpse.

I don't know who it is, first sigh and gently say: "Understand, understand..."

Others look at the person in an instant.

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