Chapter 39 Past 1

Style: Romance Author: Xiaoxiaoyuer talks about midstreamWords: 1552Update Time: 24/01/12 09:54:55
The bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the sparkling stars are all over the sky. The cold wind at night blows slowly, making a whirring sound, just like a talking horn installed in the late night of autumn and winter. The entire dead night is no longer silent, but also filled with more uncertainty.

Winter is cold. All over the world, all walks of life face different challenges. Disputes between countries also occur frequently. The seemingly peaceful world is actually not peaceful at all. There are just many lovely warriors on the front line to bear the burden for us. Just move forward.

Although today's Daxia Kingdom is far from what it was a hundred years ago. It has entered the ranks of world powers and has the ability to compete with the world's top powers, but there is still a slight gap and lack of maturity. Not stable enough. In this cold winter full of countless uncertainties, we can only save our strength and wait for opportunities. This time is a good thing for us Daxia people. Think about it, everyone, when the gun goes off and everyone rushes out of a marathon with 10,000 people, although you run easily, there are more than 9,000 people around you putting pressure on you. Although the winter is cold and the walking is difficult, it is easier than ever to reach the top. Therefore, this is the season of opportunity for Great Xia.

The early winter of October is bitingly cold and full of crises, but don’t forget that danger and opportunity are closely associated. All we have to do is stay calm and stay optimistic. Only in this way can we seize the opportunity, take a step further, and become a true leader in the world. To become the first powerful country is a century-old plan of our Daxia people, and it is also the dream of hundreds of millions of Chinese people to build a strong country.

Jiangbei City, under the Jiangbei Bridge, Qin Feng and Ye Qingxue were sitting in the car, looking at the ripples on the river surface blown by the wind, feeling the whistling evening breeze, which suddenly brought them back The day we first met twelve years ago.

Twelve years ago, Ye Qingxue was sixteen and Qin Feng was seventeen. One was a talented girl born in the Ye family, a small second-tier town in Jiangnan Province, a small traditional Chinese medicine family in Jiangbei City. The other was born in the capital, the second largest wealthy family, the eldest son of the Qin family.

The two had different origins and very different identities. It was impossible for them to meet, but because Qin Feng was just an orphan with no father or mother, no one loved him. Therefore, under the persecution of the family elders, he fled for his life, fled to Jiangbei City, and jumped into the river to save his life.

It was the summer of twelve years ago. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Qingxue, who had just finished her high school entrance examination, went to the riverside to play alone. She walked to the diving area under the Jiangbei Bridge. She just picked up a stone and wanted to swim on the river. While playing in the water, she saw a person lying in front of her, not far from where she was, lying motionless.

When Ye Qingxue saw Qin Feng lying by the river for the first time, she didn't realize what was going on. She thought it was the man playing a prank, so she walked over and kicked Qin Feng's heels twice. Seeing that Qin Feng didn't move, Ye Qingxue stupidly turned Qin Feng's body over. It wasn't until she saw Qin Feng's white, blistered face and several bloody wounds on his abdomen that Ye Qingxue understood. , this scared her silly, who was playing a prank, this was clearly a corpse.

Ye Qingxue was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. She was so frightened that she was so weak that she could not stand up. She did not even have the strength to scream loudly. She could only rely on the remaining shred of reason to keep her body moving forward. Crawling backwards, trying to stay away from the corpse that scared her, this is the human body's instinctive reaction.

After more than ten minutes, Ye Qingxue slowly recovered after crawling a hundred meters away. She immediately called the police and an ambulance. With her strong psychological quality, she walked forward and touched her carefully. Touched Qin Feng's neck.

Her father is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and Ye Qingxue is the daughter of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. She is also a talented woman, so some of the most basic pulse-taking skills are within her reach.

Ye Qingxue stretched out her right hand, put her fingers together, and gently placed them on Qin Feng's neck. She held her breath and felt it with concentration. Suddenly she felt a faint beat of Qin Feng's pulse, and she was no longer afraid in an instant.

She quickly started cardiopulmonary resuscitation on Qin Feng. After pressing the button for about two minutes, she still didn't see any reaction from Qin Feng. After much hesitation, Ye Qingxue started artificial respiration on Qin Feng. This was Ye Qingxue's first kiss.

"Forget it, this is saving people, how can it be considered the first kiss?"

Ye Qingxue, who had always been conservative, had no choice but to comfort herself.

Lowering his head, facing Qin Feng's mouth, he made a clumsy output, took two deep breaths, breathed into Qin Feng's mouth, and kept pressing Qin Feng's heart and lungs, and then repeated several sets, but Qin Feng still didn't respond. At this point, Ye Qingxue was exhausted and had no hope of saving Qin Feng. However, within a few seconds, Qin Feng coughed twice and vomited out. He took a sip of water and woke up.

Seeing Qin Feng wake up, Ye Qingxue was shocked. This is the most tenacious person she has ever seen, a person whose body is covered with wounds and who has been soaked in water for an unknown amount of time, but still retains a breath of life.

Seeing Qin Feng come back to life from her own hands, Ye Qingxue was also filled with excitement. This was her first time to save a person, to save a person who had half a foot in the Palace of Hell.