Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 96
Finally, the boy spat out a mouthful of river water with a "wow".

Then, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at me blankly.Before I had time to catch my breath, and even less time to speak, there was a piercing sound of a police car in the distance, approaching from far away.

Someone shouted: "120 is here."

Then someone yelled again: "110 is here too."

Make way for the crowd.Walking over were doctors and nurses in white coats carrying a stretcher, and then several policemen in police uniforms.Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's eyes were on the young man, Cheng Yiming secretly pulled me in the middle of the chaos: "Lala, let's go."

I nodded, squeezed out of the crowd with him, and got into the car.

This time it was Cheng Yiming who drove the car, and the car drove away quickly.

At this time, my body was still wet, and my clothes were tightly attached to my body. The two sips of rice wine I drank just now didn't work anymore.Although the heater was turned on in the car, I still felt cold and my body began to shiver.I kept sneezing, one after another.

The sneezing finally stopped.

Thinking about what happened just now, it's not that I don't feel scared.Even my voice trembled: "Cheng Yiming, thank you." I said: "If it wasn't for you just now, I guess I would have died young at this time, and I probably wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow. Cheng Yiming, Thank you!"

Cheng Yiming looked at me from the rearview mirror: "Save your life to save an irrelevant person? Is it worth it?"

"I didn't think too much about it at the time." I said honestly, "I just thought it was a pity that a living life was lost. Moreover, he was so young, only in his teens, how could he just watch him die?" Do not save?"

"You are young too." Cheng Yiming said, "It would be a pity if you were gone."

I don't say anything.

After a while, Cheng Yiming said: "Su Lala, you are really stupid, no one is more stupid than you."

"Yeah, I also think I'm stupid." I said, "But I don't regret what I did just now. Anyway, I didn't die young, did I? Even if I die young unfortunately, it's fate."

"Do you believe in fate?" Cheng Yiming asked.

I turned my head and thought for a while: "I don't really believe it. But when encountering things that can't be changed, I get used to blaming fate, and then I feel at ease."

When I got home, my nose was a bit stuffed and I sneezed several times in a row.

Cheng Yiming was unexpectedly careful.He put a tub of hot water in the bathtub in my bedroom, cut a lot of ginger and put it in, and poured another half a bottle of wine. He said: "Take a hot bath with ginger slices and wine, which can speed up blood circulation. You can sweat, so you can prevent colds and colds.” He continued: “I’ll make ginger, brown sugar, and jujube water for you in a while, and drink it after you soak in a hot bath, and you’ll be fine.”

I said, "Thank you."

Cheng Yiming glanced at me: "You are so polite." After finishing speaking, he went out.

Needless to say, Cheng Yiming’s method really works. I take a hot bath with ginger slices and wine, and then drink a bowl of ginger, brown sugar, and jujube water. My nose is not blocked, I don’t sneeze, and I can sleep comfortably Get a good night's sleep.

The next day, the newspaper published the story.

Newspapers reported that the boy was fully conscious and various tests were performed.The doctor said that after the boy was rescued from the water, he was given artificial respiration in time, and the method of use was correct, so that his life was not endangered.

The boy's parents were overwhelmed with gratitude and paid a lot of money to find a brave lifesaver.

It was late at night when the incident happened, and the area was relatively remote, and even a few street lights nearby were out of order.Although there were a lot of onlookers at that time, everyone's attention fell on the boy, and the surroundings were chaotic. Someone took a photo with a mobile phone, but the people and objects in the photo were indistinct, with blurred faces.

No one knows when and how the brave man and woman left.The only clue provided was that the man and the woman were quite young and tall. Because it was too dark, the facial features could not be seen clearly, but they could be guessed to be a combination of handsome men and beautiful women.

After reading the newspaper, I was greatly relieved.

Boys are fine.

I don't want them to thank you, and I don't want to be a big hero, famous all over the world or something.Nowadays, it is not easy to be a good person. I don't want to go anywhere and be surrounded by people and be baptized by all kinds of eyes.

Cheng Yiming didn't mention it, and I pretended it didn't happen.

Not only was the boy's family members powerful, but a week later, they even came to him.That day when I came home from get off work, I saw a middle-aged woman in fashionable dress and exquisite makeup, holding a big fruit basket in her hand, and beside her stood a tall and thin boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. .

After seeing me, the middle-aged woman came up to meet me: "Excuse me, are you Su Lala?"

I said, "Yes, I'm Su Lala." I asked, "Who are you? Can you help me?"

The middle-aged woman didn't care about answering, but grabbed the boy and said in a loud voice: "Xiaoyu, hurry up, kneel down to my sister, thank you for saving my life!"

The young man squinted his eyes and stared at me with a carefree, rebellious and unruly expression.I think he looks familiar, but I can't remember where I met him for a while.

The young man looked at me, then at the middle-aged woman, and knelt down with a "plop".

I was taken aback, and quickly stretched out my hand to pull him up: "What are you doing? Don't do this, I can't bear such a big gift." , looked at the middle-aged woman again, and asked inexplicably: "By the way, who are you?"

The middle-aged woman asked: "Aren't you Su Lala?"

I said, "Yes, I am Surala, but I don't know you."

The middle-aged woman said: "My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Yali." She pointed to the boy beside her: "He is my son, and his name is Ning Xiaoyu. One night a week ago, in the river in the south of the city, you and your husband Didn’t he save a boy by jumping into the river? That boy is him.”

I stared at the boy.

This young man named Ning Xiaoyu is tall, thin, with slender limbs, fair complexion, and indescribably delicate facial features. His eyes are deep and long, his nose is high and straight, and his lips are thin... Hey, he really is a A few weeks ago, Cheng Yiming and I jumped into the river and rescued the little bastard.

I opened my eyes wide and pointed at him, very pleasantly surprised: "It's really you!" I looked at him: "Are you okay? Are you okay?"

Ning Xiaoyu blushed a little, he scratched his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm alive and well now."

I smiled: "It's fine."

Ning Xiaoyu scratched his head again.

Zhou Yali expressed her gratitude: "Miss Su, if you and your husband hadn't jumped into the river to save Xiaoyu that night, regardless of the danger of their lives, the consequences would have been really disastrous."

I was embarrassed: "It's nothing, anyone who changes it will do the same."

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(End of this chapter)