Mingming checked Chi Yue's pulse, and her body was fine. The back pain was just a physiological phenomenon.
But some people are light and some are heavy.
"I will teach you a set of massage techniques. Next time you give Xiao Yue some massage, it will relieve the pain." He asked Ge Huai beside him to turn his back and demonstrated to Wen Qizhou: "Look carefully."
Yan Shuo was also studying next to him.
They wrote down the acupuncture points that Mingzhang massaged and pressed them again. He guided them until no mistakes were made before taking back their hands.
As soon as the diagnosis and learning sessions were over, Xunsong hugged Mingming's arm and said, "Master, can we go out?"
A clear "hmm" sound.
He put away the paper, pen and stethoscope, led him, Wen Qizhou and others, and walked out of the gate of the other courtyard.
They wandered aimlessly around the base.
When they walked to the specially designed commercial street, they saw the bustling scene with a lot of people, and they became interested and took a closer look.
Outside the shop doors on the left and right sides, there are stalls with different supplies. The sound of shouting echoes throughout the street, and you can vaguely hear other people bargaining with the stall owners.
Chi Yue glanced at the barber shop on the left. The moment she looked back, she caught an eye-catching red color from the corner of her eye.
"Qi Zhou." She stared at the candied haws stick and scratched the back of Wen Qizhou's hand: "Someone is selling candied haws over there."
"Want to eat?"
"A little." Tanghulu was not on their stocking list. After careful calculation, she hadn't eaten it in several years.
Wen Qizhou came forward to ask the price.
"20 a bunch." The seller pulled out a bunch of candied haws stuck in the straw and said, "The hawthorns are freshly picked."
"Well, I want five skewers."
"Are you pretending?"
"Don't pretend." After swiping the points card, he first gave a bunch to Chi Yue, and then gave the rest to Mingzhang for them to share.
Chi Yue took a bite of hawthorn.
The sweet and sour taste filled her mouth. She squinted her eyes, fed Wen Qizhou a piece, and then walked forward slowly.
When they walked back to the end of the street, they found that the number of people coming and going gradually increased, the not-so-wide street became crowded, and various sounds were mixed together, making it more and more noisy.
"Thief, catch the thief!" A lady in the crowd stood on tiptoes, pointed at the man in black clothes, and said to the people around her: "I saw him steal your things!"
"Ah, my bracelet is missing!"
"..." After discovering the person who had lost something, he put his head around and found the black clothes pointed out by the aunt, and squeezed out of the crowd to chase after him.
The man in black clothes was worried that he wouldn't be able to escape, so he simply muddied the flowing water and shouted at the top of his voice: "There's an earthquake, run quickly!"
As soon as they heard the word "earthquake", the people in front didn't care about distinguishing between true and false, and ran out like frightened birds.
The whole street instantly became chaotic.
Wen Qizhou, who was in the middle of the street, quickly hugged Chi Yue's waist and squeezed to the paved steps on the right.
Mingming and his group also kept a distance from the crowd of people running madly forward in a short period of time to avoid being pushed by them.
They looked at the figures rushing towards the street like a wave, and the bad emotions growing in their hearts suddenly took over their thoughts at the moment when three or four people accidentally fell down.
"It's over..." Xie Changxiao looked at the crowd and had a strong feeling that there would be a stampede.
as expected.
Screams filled my ears in the next second.
The person who fell was unable to get up, and was forced to bear the heavy force of a pair of feet stepping on him. He screamed and struggled continuously, unintentionally tripping the person who crossed his shoulders and arms.
They were like stacks of arhats, pressing on the bodies of others. Their calls for help and crying stimulated everyone's brains, and one could feel the aura of despair from a distance.
"Stop! Stop everyone!" A patrol team very close to the commercial street rushed over and anxiously told the running people to stop.
Realizing that they were not listening, the leader raised his gun to the sky and pulled the trigger. A gunshot was heard. The people who were frightened by the earthquake and lost their minds were finally willing to listen to the leader's voice.
They stopped one after another, followed the leader's instructions, and walked along the steps on the left and right sides toward the street, gradually vacating the group of Arhats stacked in the middle.
After they had left enough space, the patrol team walked to the area where the accident occurred and carefully lifted the person lying on the top up, giving the person below him a chance to breathe and checking their current physical condition.
However, the people below had been suppressed for too long and had closed their eyes and were motionless. Even if the patrol team did not give up and performed CPR on them, their hearts would not beat again.
The atmosphere quietly became oppressive.
Chi Yue withdrew her gaze from them and was led out of this street full of death by Wen Qizhou.
They walked back along the direction of the square and did not pay attention to the follow-up. However, after seeing the recruitment information and preparing to apply for the position of patrol team members, Xie Changxiao and Ge Huai mentioned the death toll in the accident after returning from the interview.
"I heard that six died." Xie Changxiao took a sip of cold water and continued: "There are still three seriously injured people who are being rescued."
Wen Yaxian sighed: "It's too tragic." She thought of the thief who lied about an earthquake: "Has the thief been caught?"
"Caught."
"How to deal with it?"
"We don't know yet." Ge Huai leaned lazily on the sofa: "But his end will definitely not be much better."
First they stole things, and then they lied about an earthquake, which indirectly caused six people to be trampled to death. The impact was so serious that the authorities would not take it lightly in any case.
But compared to the fate of the thief, Wen Qizhou was more concerned about the job they were applying for: "How is the treatment of the patrol team?"
