I reach the pinnacle of life by learning

Qiao Yu's ears kept buzzing, and the surrounding sounds became very weak, like a noisy and irregular accompaniment.

He wasn't sure if he was crying or not.

Qiao Yu transferred Song Tianyu to the hotel lobby, dialed 112, and asked the nearest hospital to send an ambulance in German.

He turned on the hands-free, and urgently treated Song Tianyu's wound while calling for help.

The operator's last words were: "Okay, sir, we'll be there shortly, please keep calm. Keep the casualty bleeding as little as possible. Stay still and wait for help."

The wound was on his back, Qiao Yu didn't feel dizzy, but he couldn't hold back his dizziness when he pushed away the clothes and saw the bloody wound on his back.

He glanced at the wound on the back and saw two knives.One cut was near the heart, and the other cut was a little lower, the wound was in the lungs.

The clinical medicine studied at Anvisa University is accurate and ruthless, and the scalpel is still used, and the knife is rushing to death.

The hotel lobby was suddenly in chaos, and the lobby manager came in a hurry, mixed with panicked instructions one after another.

"Get a towel to stop the bleeding."

"Misha, call and ask if there is a doctor among the residents!"

"Did you call 110?! Where is that lunatic? Don't let him escape, find a room and lock him up alone!"

"Water," Qiao Yu held Song Tianyu's wound with his hand, raised his head, and said to the people beside him, "Keitel, give me mineral water."

His voice was loud and his articulation was clear.The tone is even more calm.

"There are still towels, and the bank card is in my bag, please help me get it."

The lobby manager didn't ask why the other party knew his name. He saw Qiao Yu's red eyes and the trembling tooth crown, turned his head and said to the front desk next to him, "Misha, go get the towel. Koppel, mineral water."

And he himself followed Qiao Yu's instructions and took out the bank card from the other party's bag.

Qiao Yu stretched out his bloody hand, and inserted the bank card neatly into the wound.Steady and fast, Keitel's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

This is an Asian, and the other party has been talking in a low voice, in a language Keitel can't understand.

After Qiao Yu finished inserting the card, he moved his hand upwards, firmly pressing down on the artery.

The bleeding finally stopped slowly.

"Wet the towel with mineral water, clean the wound, and then press it near the wound."

"Please cover him with a blanket to keep him warm."

Qiao Yu's calm and calm words made the panic-stricken people around them find their backbone, and they took action in an orderly manner.

A few minutes later, the roaring ambulance came galloping.

"The wound was on the back, with the back facing up."

"Tell the hospital that there are symptoms of massive bleeding."

"Keep the media out of traffic jams."

I don't know who posted the incident on the social network, and the assassin was recognized as the ruined Anvisa.

The media who smelled it immediately flocked to it.

No matter how you think about it, this is breaking news.Once a world-class scholar, now a murderer.

Now whoever gets first-hand information can win the favor of the audience.

The nurses carried Song Tianyu into the ambulance in an orderly manner, and then rushed all the way to the hospital.

The doctor gave emergency first aid in the car, and the nurse said: "You guys handled it well before, very professional."

Song Tianyu was already unconscious at this time, Qiao Yu held his hand and held back the choking when he spoke.

Qiao Yu put her lips close to his ear: "Let's talk, I tell you to listen."

Keeping your mind awake is also the key to first aid.

The most important thing is that there is no anesthesiologist in the ambulance.

Song Tianyu was probably in pain.

Qiao Yu cleared his mind: "The first time I met you was in the first year of high school. You have yellow hair, which is very conspicuous. I saw you the first time I came to the classroom."

At the beginning, Qiao Yu thought that this person was not easy to provoke, but as expected, he was hit with a basketball on the first day, so the two of them had a fight.On the second week, we went to the flag-raising platform to do a self-criticism.

At first, I thought I would hate seeing each other because of this, but then Qiao Yu climbed over the wall and went out to do odd jobs, and happened to meet Principal Hao who took the lead in arresting minors online.

After thinking about it, he didn't tell Song Tianyu directly, but contacted his younger brother X, anyway, all these people went to the Internet cafe together.

It was a little embarrassing to meet later.

Qiao Yu worked as a waiter in a fast food restaurant a few streets away from the school. At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were few customers. When he looked up, Song Tianyu came in, and the rivet chains hanging on his body rattled.

The first sentence he said was: "As much food as you have left in your shop, pack it up, I'll pack it."

The second sentence is: "You earn money like this every day when you don't go to class? How much money do you earn? Since I have reserved all the seats, why don't you sit and talk with me?"

His tone was harsh, but his expression was clearly puzzled and confused.

Qiao Yu thinks this person is an idiot, is he begging for beating again?

It was only later that I found out that this is really a young master who doesn't eat minced meat, his hobby is to throw money, and he is stabbed behind the back by his friends.

The two of them got to know each other a little bit more, Song Tianyu ordered a bunch of things at the fast food restaurant as usual, but didn't eat, then propped his chin and said, "Stop being a waiter, it's a waste of time. Come and be my tutor."

"improper."

"300 a day."

Qiao Yu took off his uniform: "OK."

I don't know where the bottom one in the class got the courage to ask the bottom ten in the class to be a tutor.

So Song Tianyu began to call him Mr. Qiao with a smile, and occasionally Xiao Qiao.

One day, Qiao Yu went to Song Tianyu's home to make up lessons, and found a small card hanging in his study, with three characters written on it called "Tongque Terrace".

"Tongquechun locks Er Qiao deeply", Qiao Yu asked him where was Da Qiao.Song Tianyu said that Da Qiao's name is Qiao Yu, and Xiao Qiao's name is Qiao Qiao.

This was all a long time ago, so long that Qiao Yu no longer deliberately recalled it.

Then Song Tianyu died at the age of 22, and he didn't even know it until a long time later.

At that time, Qiao Yu felt that he had collapsed in one breath, but finally stood up tremblingly.

At that time, Qiao Yu thought that he was really the fate of a widow, relatives, friends, nothing left.

Until, when he returned to the autumn when he was 16 years old, he was still seen in the crowd at a glance.

Neither sooner nor later.

Song Tianyu still had yellow hair, and his teeth and claws were bright and bright.

Qiao Yu has always been restrained and stingy, handing over her feelings is like handing over a handle, and from now on, happiness, anger, sorrow and joy will be held in the hands of another person.

Just for a moment, Qiao Yu suddenly realized: Even if Song Tianyu was forced to hand over everything by a black hole, he would not hand over himself. *

And the love you give is actually very insignificant, why do you keep it in the palm of your hand?

Give him your love.

He will never hurt you, you can rest assured.

Qiao Yu usually doesn't like to talk, but in the ambulance, she didn't stop talking for a moment.His expression was gentle and serene, like the whispers of an old man.

He spoke Chinese with a low voice that only Song Tianyu could hear.

He actually looked quite embarrassed, the blood on his hands hadn't been wiped clean, and he was soaked in the rain again, and a cloud of blood was smeared on his wet shirt.Qiao Yu usually likes to be clean, and would wipe her hands with disinfectant wipes after using a pen, but now she doesn't think about tidying up her clothes.

Song Tianyu turned his hand back and gently scratched his palm with his fingers to show that he heard it.

The long drive seemed endless, but fortunately the hospital finally arrived.

Qiao Yu watched Song Tianyu being pushed into the operating room, and he was relieved. The next moment, his legs went limp, and he could only barely keep standing by leaning against the wall.

He put his hand into his mouth, bit his knuckles tightly, and a bloody smell spread from his mouth.

As if he couldn't bear the weight, his back arched deeply, and he made a few whimpering nasal sounds.

Big drops of tears hit the ground.

"system."

"So...sorry, I should have found out earlier." It said.

The system can detect the hostility of people around, but Anvisa's spirit has become abnormal, so that the system failed to scan it immediately.

Qiao Yu shook his head: "I remember I drew out a good luck card a long time ago, use it."

That happened two years ago, and it was the only UR-level item that Qiao Yu drew so many times.

Do your best to wait for the destiny.

Hope luck is on his side this time around.

Anvisa was taken into the police station.

He behaved extraordinarily calm, and kept saying "talk to my lawyer", "yellow pig", if not for the occasional sneer, chaotic narrative, and terrifying expression, I am afraid no one would suspect that he has gone crazy up.

Because Qiao Yu refused to interview, many failed media could only wait outside the police station, waiting for news.

In just one night, the "Anvisa Murder Case" landed on TV stations in Europe and the United States, overwhelming all politicians and celebrities, and became the hottest topic.Not only was it discussed in Europe and the United States, but after it was reported back to China, it aroused outrage.

Among them, "Qiao Yu" and the entanglement with "Anvisa" had to be involved.

"On November 11th, at 12:10 p.m. in Degu Munich, Piero Anvisa murdered at the gate of the Haus Hotel because he resented Huaguo scholar Qiao Yu for dismantling the fraud of cardiac stem cells and destroying his career prospects. .”

"After the fraud incident was exposed, Anvisa was not only expelled from Harvard University, but also faced a $2000 million compensation from the US government."

"It is reported that it was raining heavily in Munich at the time, and Qiao Yu's friend happened to be traveling with him. Piero Anvisa mistook the victim for Qiao Yu. Now, the victim is being rescued at the Munich City Hospital."

"The Chinese embassy in Germany immediately issued a strong condemnation, hoping that the murderer will be brought to justice."

Chu Xining from Princeton University woke up early, and when he saw the news report on TV, he was completely dumbfounded.

He immediately chose to call Qiao Yu, and it took a long time before he was connected.

Chu Xining asked: "Is that friend on the news Song Tianyu?"

"En." Qiao Yu's voice was very tired.

It was only then that Chu Xining felt that the phone call was too presumptuous, and it was inappropriate to ask anything now, and words of comfort seemed superfluous.

"Contact me as soon as you need help." Chu Xining hesitated for a moment and said, "He will be fine."

Qiao Yu replied: "It's really fine, and I'm currently under observation in the ICU... The doctor said he was very lucky, his heart was on the right side, which is called a mirror person in medicine, and the probability of appearing is one in ten million. So the knife near the heart is fine. .”

"The doctor also said that if Anvisa's second knife goes up a little further, it will pierce the normal heart, and if it goes down a little bit, it will pierce the lungs and prevent the pneumothorax with many sequelae... Now it just passed through the gap."

"They said that they had rescued many patients, and Song Tianyu was the luckiest one they had ever seen. Except for excessive blood loss and the need to rest, almost no organs were injured."

Chu Xining breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great!"

Qiao Yu also nodded silently: "Yes, that's great."

The next afternoon, as soon as Song Yiwen got off the plane, he hurried to the Munich Hospital.

On the road, he kept urging the driver, hoping that the other party could drive faster.

If he wasn't afraid of his emotional instability, he wouldn't mind getting a ticket for drag racing.

Song Yiwen's only son was assassinated.

When Qiao Yu called back from Song Tianyu's mobile phone, it was still around five in the morning in China. Song Yiwen was about to say which idiot made the call, but it was his son.

When I answered again, I heard the bad news.

Song Yiwen is nearly 50 years old, and it is said that men do not shed tears lightly, especially a middle-aged man with a successful career like him. However, after hearing the news, he burst into tears instantly, scaring the voice-activated lights in the next bedroom. lights up.

Song Yiwen's first wife died very early, and their marriage did not break down, nor did a third party intervene.At the beginning of the business, the father-in-law disagreed life and death, and the deceased wife pawned the ancestral jade jewelry and gave him the principal.

Song Yiwen got up at five o'clock in the morning to buy goods, and his wife also got up early to cook for him, and then sent him to the intersection of the road.

He remembers it all.

Even if he earned money and redeemed the jewelry later, there were countless young and beautiful girls who wanted to climb into his bed, and all he could think about was a bowl of cooked quick-frozen glutinous rice balls.

Song Tianyu was his only son. He was both a father and a mother, and he worked hard to bring up the child.

His child is now in the ICU.

Even if Song Yiwen knew, he shouldn't vent his anger.But when he saw Qiao Yu, he couldn't hold back the anger rising in his chest.

"You, you..." He pointed at Qiao Yu's nose, but he couldn't say anything serious.

Song Yiwen slapped his thigh, and sat down slowly on the chair at the door, tears streaming down his face, and kept wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Why does he have to come to Germany?"

Qiao Yu pursed her lips, stood in front of Song Yiwen, lowered her head slightly, like a child who made a mistake.