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This is the first update today (reminder: this is the first update today)

*sky blue*

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"Auntie policeman, help me...I'm going to die..."

The boy's weak voice was transmitted to the 110 command center through the police call.

When he needed it most, the 12-year-old boy found the children's watch on the bedside table and dialed 110.

After being dispatched by the command center, Zhang Luzhi and Wen Yang rushed to the scene quickly.

The little boy was not the only one in the family. It was the boy's parents who came to open the door for the two policemen.

At a certain moment, Wen Yang and Zhang Luzhi almost thought that the call to the police was a child's prank.

Out of responsibility, Wen Yang dutifully asked the parents about the situation.

Knowing that this family does have a son, and that he is currently in his room...

It seemed to reaffirm the conjecture that the two police officers were playing a prank.

"After all, he called the police. I need to communicate with him."

When Zhang Luzhi whispered in Wen Yang's ear that it was a child's prank, by chance, Wen Yang saw the dodge in the eyes of the child's mother.

It seemed the mother hadn't looked her in the eye since they entered the door.

Wen Yang suddenly felt that there might be something wrong here.

Her first thought was domestic violence.

Or... these two "parents" are not real parents.

"Open the room, we need to see the caller to complete the mission."

Under Wen Yang's strong request, two reluctant parents walked to the door of the boy's bedroom one after the other.

The door to the boy's room was closed and locked.

Seeing the boy's father took out the key and unlocked it, Wen Yang couldn't help frowning.

Perhaps aware of the dissatisfaction and suspicion of the two policemen behind him, the father of the boy explained while unlocking the lock, "This boy is disobedient and he failed the exam. We are shutting him up for reflection...it must be because of such a temper tantrum." No, I made a blind call to 110. I'm sorry, officer, I trouble you to make a trip for nothing."

This explanation is much more sincere than the excuse just now to shirk the police from meeting the child.

At least he could see the truth from his father's eyes, and it didn't seem like he was lying.

However, as soon as the door opened, the four adults present saw the boy lying on his back on the bed.

The boy's mother hurried over to the bedside to call the child... After calling several times, the child could still open his eyes.

But this sweaty look?

Wen Yang stepped forward to take a look...

Bad, the kid is clearly ill.

The 12-year-old had an indifferent expression, and his hands trembled uncontrollably when answering questions.

He replied slowly, and said that he was sweating and feeling weak all over. In addition, he also felt dizzy, flustered, and his hands and feet were weak.

The child's mother immediately limp on the side of the bed,

"Lele, don't scare mom!"

At this time, the boy's father is still doubting the authenticity of his son's illness.

I always feel that this kid is planning something...

"When we received the police just now, we notified the 120 emergency center, and they should be here right away."

Zhang Luzhi was explaining the reason for preventing the mother of the child from calling 120 again... Just as he was talking, there was an urgent knock on the security door.

"120 first aid! Please open the door!"

In a panic, the mother of the stumbling boy hit the door frame.

While Jian Muzi was examining the boy, Wen Yang asked the two parents again what happened.

After several inquiries, the boy's mother finally told the truth under the nod of her husband.

Because the boy failed two homework in the mid-term exam, the two parents did not give him food for more than two days in order to educate their son...

Jian Muzi immediately checked the blood sugar of the boy on the bed.

The result showed 2.8 mmol/L.

Generally, fasting whole blood glucose should be between 3.8-6.1 mmol/L...

This is definitely "starvation hypoglycemia".

"Hunger hypoglycemia."

Hearing that the emergency doctor said that the child had "starvation hypoglycemia", the child's father became anxious.

"It's just two days without eating, so you don't have this disease?"

Jian Muzi didn't answer, but immediately started to inject 50ml of 60% glucose intravenously into the child.

Wen Yang on the side ignored the parent who was only now in a hurry.

But after a while, the boy looked much more energetic.

Liu Yi and Fade Chen then carried the boy onto the stretcher.

While waiting in the elevator together, the two police officers inevitably educated the two parents.

In the final analysis, the education of children still needs to pay attention to methods.

Appropriate method.

If the way is too rough, once irreparable consequences are produced, it will be too late to regret.

The father, who was a bit stubborn in the room just now, took a 180-degree turn in his attitude.

Even listening to Zhang Luzhi's lecture, he nodded again and again with a bitter look on his face, which made Zhang Luzhi feel funny in his heart.

You have to have some problems with your child to realize the seriousness of the matter. Where is the calmness just now?

But thinking about it, Zhang Luzhi himself was a little scared.

If Boss Wen hadn't noticed something was wrong and insisted on seeing the child, the child might have more than just hypoglycemia now.

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During dinner, the people in the emergency center suddenly talked about the possibility of changing the clothes.

"New clothes" are "new uniforms".

There is no uniform standard for the style of 120 first aid uniforms in China, unlike police uniforms which have strict regulations.

Every city is different from every city.

"Actually, I think the current color is pretty good. In summer, white short-sleeves are very eye-catching no matter day or night. In other seasons, add a black jacket. To be honest, sometimes it looks like a police uniform, which is just enough to satisfy A dream of mine."

Zhang Luzhi patted Fade Chen on the back,

"Brother Fei, I never thought you still have the dream of becoming a policeman~"

"When I was in the society, I really thought it was cool to be a policeman, especially after watching Infernal Affairs."

Wen Yang glanced at Fade Chen.

Sure enough, he is Zhang Luzhi's good brother, and he became a policeman just for a cool word.

"And you, sister, what's your favorite color? What color uniform do you want us to change into?"

Fade Chen asked Jian Muzi, and Jian Muzi put down her chopsticks, and everyone present looked over.

However, amidst the curious eyes, Jian Muzi could only hear her confession, "I don't have a favorite color."

Wen Yang immediately laughed out loud.

This is really Jian Muzi!

……

Wen Yang and Jian Mu left the cafeteria one after another. Today's shift ended, and they made an appointment for a night run.

Before parting from Jian Muzi, Wen Yang suddenly stopped her.

"Jian Muzi, do you like sky blue?"

Officer Wen looked away and pointed to the sky-blue uniform on his body, "Sky-blue is the color of my uniform, you can consider liking it."

The stinky police officer Wen, the reason why people like Sky Blue is that it is so stinky and shameless.

Jian Muzi gave Wen Yang an angry look.

There is an infinite smile hidden in all the reproachful eyes.

……

Strictly speaking, night running at night is not running at all.

Wen Yang and Jian Muzi made an appointment at the bus station near the police station, and they went for a walk to a place.

The old police station a few blocks away from the new one... will start tonight with a demolition order.

During the day, Director Zheng notified Wen Yang of the news.

When running at night on weekdays, Police Officer Wen would either talk to Jian Muzi first, or talk too much all the way, trying to tease Jian Muzi.

Today is exceptionally abnormal.

Jian Muzi has been paying attention to Wen Yang, while Wen Yang has been staring at the ground under his feet in silence.

Wen Yang brought Jian Muzi to the vicinity of the old bureau.

Because of today's demolition, the fence on the site has been moved to the outside.

Wen Yang sat on the side of the nearest pedestrian street.

At this moment, I don't care about the obsession with cleanliness anymore.

It's just that she took off the sweat towel from her arm and spread it aside.

He clicked on the spot that looked clean because of the towel, and said to Jian Muzi, "Sit down."

The two sat side by side on the side of the road, facing the direction of the old site of the Public Security Bureau.

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When she came near the demolition site, Jian Muzi noticed the sign on the roadside.

She saw what was written on the sign:

The demolition site of the old site of the Beicheng Public Security Bureau, irrelevant personnel are prohibited from entering.

When Jian Muzi really sat on the curb with Wen Yang, Wen Yang let out a "poof" laugh.

She looked at Jian Muzi with a smile, but did not explain the reason for her smile.

He just quietly looked at Jian Muzi and smiled, with a simple and pure smile.

"When I educated those two parents during the day, did you think I was very powerful?"

Officer Wen gritted his teeth, showing his big white teeth proudly.

Jian Muzi glanced at her, but didn't answer or change the subject.

She had a hunch that Wen Yang would say something else next.

Whenever Wen Yang starts to speak his inner thoughts, he always speaks some seemingly irrelevant words at the beginning.

"I think about it..."

Police officer Wen picked up a tree branch in the flower bed and poked the ground, "When I was 12 years old...it seemed like the second year of junior high...In the second grade of junior high, I rarely went to my grandparents or grandparents to borrow The community where I live now is a house my mother bought when I was in the first grade of junior high school. In fact, when I was in primary school, I was basically at home alone.”

"If you don't tell people about the recent exam, you may have to wait until the winter and summer vacations before the elders you meet will ask how the exam is going."

Wen Yang poked Jian Muzi's sneakers again with a tree branch, "Do you suddenly feel that I am very happy? When I was a student, I would not have the pressure of exams at all, let alone the situation of the boy today... because He failed the exam and was locked up, and was also shut down for hypoglycemia..."

"Thinking about it this way, in other words, does it mean that I am very smart? And I have been very self-conscious since I was a child, and I can grow into the intelligence I am today without parental supervision!"

Officer Wen, who was talking to himself, thought that Jian Muzi would not praise her for what she said.

But Jian Muzi patted the back of her hand and affirmed to her, "Yes, you are very smart."

Smart enough to make her feel bad.

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When the demolition machine and the sprinkler drove into the scene together, Wen Yang finally couldn't help standing up.

She looked at the dust flying in the distance...

When I was young, on the way to the police station by bus, the red roof could be seen from a distance...

In the conference room, there are two windows that can't be closed tightly...

Almost lost the number plate of the detachment department of the radical...

The big iron gate that always rattles...

And the tables and chairs in the cafeteria that she secretly carved...

The memories of this place in the past can only be buried in the raised dust.

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