Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Yuan? Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Li Qingran successfully agreed with Yuan Cuihua to meet at the mailbox where he would come in an hour later.

"Little girl, your hair is so bad!"

Li Qingran: ....."Yes, master, please help me cut it a little shorter."

"Come on!" The old master quickly picked up the clipper and started operating it.

Looking at the short hair in the mirror, although it is still frizzy, I feel a little refreshed.

"Thank you, master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before he had time to give the money, there was a burst of crying outside the door.

"Dad! Dad! Come quickly! Haohao can't do it!"

The old master flew out in one stride.

At this time, there were already people around.

"Oh, what a sin, this child will definitely not be saved."

"Otherwise I say that the adults are not careful and eat everything in their mouths."

"You look like your face is turning purple, you can't do it anymore."

"It's too late to send him to the hospital!"

"Yangyang!" Upon seeing this, Master Zhong fainted and lay straight on the ground.

Li Qingran quickly pulled away the crowd, and a woman was crying out of breath.

The little boy in his arms turned purple, rolled his eyes, and began to move slowly.

It's worth it.

"Excuse me, I know medical skills."

As soon as she heard that there was a doctor, the woman rushed over.

"Save my son, doctor, save my son."

Li Qingran picked up the child from the woman's arms with all her strength.

Make a fist with your right hand, hug the child, and suddenly apply pressure on his upper abdomen.

I used all my strength to suck the milk, one after another.

"What is she doing? Can't death make people happier?"

"Oh my God, you look so young. What kind of doctor can he be?"

When the person next to her told her, the woman's face suddenly turned ugly and she yelled at Li Qingran, "Let go of my son, let go of my son!"

He began to pull Li Qingran's hand with his hands.

"Go away!" Li Qingran suddenly became angry and yelled at the woman.

The woman was startled. The next second, her eyes bulged, and she picked up a brick and threw it at Li Qingran's head.

It's too late to say.

Li Qingran had no time to escape. She closed her eyes and performed Heimlich's first aid, waiting for the severe pain to strike.

"Wow -" with a sound, the child in his arms spat out a candy, which was shiny and slightly bloodshot.

"Oh my god, it really saved my life!"

"This little girl is really good at medicine!"

Li Qingran breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little boy whose face was still purple but whose breathing was smooth and his eyes were red and wet, and he slowly placed him on the ground.

She is not the Virgin, she wants revenge!

When he looked up, he noticed a familiar figure outside the crowd of onlookers.

Li Qingran looked at the man in front of him. It was Song Yan. He was wearing a simple white shirt and military green trousers. The cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing clear muscle lines. He simply clasped the woman's wrist.

The woman was in pain and the brick fell down.

"Bang-dang-ah-" there was a scream.

The woman jumped up in pain.

"Pain Pain!"

Seeing his son being revived, his whole face suddenly turned red like a cooked frog.

"Is something wrong?"

Song Yan raised his eyelids, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

There was a bit of subtlety in his eyes.

He had seen the process of rescuing people just now, so skillful.

And that posture, if you guessed it correctly, is the latest foreign first aid technique introduced to Shangjing Hospital.

If he hadn't received a call back an hour ago, he would have really thought that Li Qingran had been dropped.

All the big and small things about her were written down in the document.

Although I don’t know why this woman is different from what is written in the document.

But he was sure that the person in front of him was Li Qingran and that he had not been switched.

Li Qingran didn't know what Song Yan was thinking and took a deep breath.

He walked up to the woman and picked up the bricks on the ground.

He weighed it in his hand.

There was a coldness in his brows and eyes.

There was a big smile on his face, but no one would think this smile was sweet.

Coupled with Li Qingran's current skinny face, it even looks a bit ferocious.

The tone was frivolous and a bit gloomy.

"Song Yan, how long will the sentence be for attempted murder?"

"If intentional murder is suspected of intentional homicide, and the circumstances are serious, he shall be sentenced to death, life imprisonment, or fixed-term imprisonment of not less than ten years; if the circumstances are relatively minor, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

kill?

A woman has never seen anything like this before. Her legs started to tremble like a sieve.

Immediately he burst into tears.

"I didn't, I didn't...I didn't want to kill her, I just wanted her to let go of my son. I didn't mean to."

"I think you did it on purpose. My sister-in-law saved your son just now, and you swung the stone with such force, I think you just wanted to kill someone!"

Only then did Li Qingran notice a dark, thin and energetic young man standing behind Song Yan, holding a briefcase in his hand.

At this time, Zhengyi was filled with anger and looked like he was fighting against injustice.

Song Yan glanced at him and stopped talking.

"What do you want to do?"

Song Yan turned his head and looked up and down at the little woman in front of him.

"elder sister......"

Suddenly the little boy beside him came over with a hoarse voice.

Li Qingran's eyes fell on the little boy.

"feel better now?"

The little boy raised his face and said, "Sister, it doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you."

With a bit of guilt, he looked at the woman seriously.

"Mom, apologize to my sister."

"Send to the police!" came an old voice, and the old man slowly walked back holding his chest with the support of passers-by.

"Little girl, don't be afraid. I will be upright all my life and will never cover up my daughter."

"Dad!" the woman screamed, "Are you still my dad?"

"Don't call me dad. She is your son's savior. You are so evil that you want to kill her. Apart from her, do you think there is anyone around here who can lend a hand to save your son!"

The woman was suddenly speechless, with a bit of regret in her eyes.

"Yes, sorry!"

Li Qingran let out a sigh and loosened his clenched fists.

She couldn't let go too much all at once. She hadn't noticed it just now, but now she realized that Song Yan's inspection for that second was still captured by her.

Li Qingran threw the brick aside, "Forget it, consider me unlucky."

As soon as he turned around, the crowd suddenly started screaming.

"Ah! -" I saw the brick in Mr. Zhong's hand dripping with blood.

Everyone was stunned.

"The little girl doesn't care, but we can't be ungrateful. Let's treat this as something returned to the little girl. Come on, go home, and dad will bandage you."

Li Qingran looked at three generations of the family and walked towards the alley with support.

There were mixed feelings for a while, although she did want to take a brick.

Master Zhong’s photo of this brick was not for herself to see, but for the men around her to see.

Song Yan was from the army at first glance and they couldn't afford to offend him.

With a brick shot, the grudges disappeared.

It has to be said that this move is indeed about retreating into advancement.

Jiang Ye is still old and hot, so the life-saving grace is lost forever.