Chapter 1180: Hang someone?
"Click, click..."
On the dark and quiet street, Chu Heng pedaled his bicycle at high speed. The air after the rain was very humid and filled with the smell of mud. Fragrant, the flowers and plants on both sides of the road that have just been watered by rain are growing quietly and vigorously, full of vitality.
Not long after,
Chu Heng came to an intersection and turned left. He suddenly braked to a stop, stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open, and exclaimed Voice.
"F*ck!"
He saw a figure hanging in mid-air on a poplar tree more than 20 meters away from him in front of him, waving his arms in front of him with teeth and claws, and he could faintly see I heard bursts of extremely suppressed roars.
"A hanged ghost?"
Chu Heng looked at the rope tied to the figure. Not only was he not afraid, but he became excited. He quickly rushed over on his bicycle, shouting: " friend you When did he die? What are you doing hanging here in the middle of the night? I’m just asking for my life!”
Soon he came closer, and under the light of the bicycle motorcycle, he I saw clearly the figure hanging on the tree.
It turned out to be Han Yunwen, the big girl he had just met in the hotel last month!
At this time, Han Yunwen's face, whose neck was tightly strangled by the rope, had begun to turn purple, and her hands and feet that had been struggling began to become weak, and she was about to die.
"Bang!"
Chu Heng hurriedly jumped off the bicycle, rushed to the big tree in a few steps, hugged Han Yunwen's legs and lifted her up with force, and then lifted her up. Removed from the rope.
Han Yunwen, who had escaped from the trap, only had time to take a deep breath of the long-lost air before her eyesight went dark, her body softened like a noodle, and she hung limply on his shoulder. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
Upon seeing this, Chu Heng called out a few times and saw that she didn't respond. He didn't care that there was water on the ground. He hurriedly put her down and let her lie flat on the ground. He then used his hand to feel her nose and breath, and then touched the arteries in her neck. After seeing that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was then that he noticed that Han Yunwen's clothes were stained with a lot of bright red blood stains, large and small.
Chu Heng quickly checked her body, but found no wounds.
"It seems that this blood is not hers."
He slowly frowned, wondering what happened to this girl.
Why hang yourself?
Why is there so much blood on my body?
Whose blood is this?
Chu Heng stared at the delicate face of the girl lying on the ground, who was not much better than his wife. He tried calling a few times and slapped her mouth twice. Seeing that she still didn't respond, he hesitated. Finally, he slowly moved his head closer to her face, trying to see if artificial respiration could wake her up.
Asphyxiation due to hanging and lack of oxygen to the brain, is there anything wrong with artificial respiration?
But he didn't expect that just when his broken mouth was about to touch Han Yunwen's small mouth, the other party suddenly woke up.
Looking at the big face getting closer and closer, she subconsciously pushed it away, and then quickly sat up, with a blank look on her face.
Chu Heng was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "What, I'm not taking advantage of you, I just want to give you artificial respiration because you haven't woken up."
Han Yunwen was stunned. She looked at Chu Heng. She had almost suffocated to death just now. Her mind was empty at the moment. It took her a while to remember that it was the other party who saved her.
Then, she recalled what happened to her that night, her eyes instantly turned red, she broke down and cried bitterly.
"Why are you saving me! Woohoo~"
"No, don't cry first."
What Chu Heng was most afraid of was women crying in front of him, so he leaned over with a headache. , reaching out and caressing her He looked at his back and comforted softly: "Can you please stop crying? Tell me if you have anything to do. Maybe I can help?"
Han Yunwen turned a deaf ear to this and continued to cry, with runny nose and tears. A handful. "Woooooooo~"
Chu Heng comforted her a few times and saw that it had no effect, so he lit a cigarette and squatted aside, quietly watching her cry and twitching.
Cry, crying is not harmful.
Emotions are something that sometimes just needs to be vented.
About five or six minutes passed like this.
Han Yunwen's crying gradually became quieter, until more than a minute later, there was no movement at all.
"Have you cried enough? Let's talk about it. What's going on? Why do you want to die?" Seeing this, Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the cigarette butt, and gently pushed Han Yunwen's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, he just put his hands on the girl's shoulders, hugged her knees and sat on the ground. As if a flower was about to bloom, she suddenly scattered the flowers and fell softly to the ground. His eyes were tightly closed.
I fainted from crying.
“Tsk!”
Chu Heng quickly helped the person up, looked at the girl in his arms frowning, and after pondering for a while, he took the person into the warehouse. Then he got up and got on his bicycle, turned around and rushed to the yard where Luo Yang's grandson had hidden his things.
After all, it was an acquaintance, and it was also a human life. Since you met him, you couldn't just die without saving him, right?
He was riding a bicycle all the way, thinking wildly about the possibilities of Han Yunwen. Before he knew it, more than ten minutes had passed, and he had arrived at the place.
Chu Heng pushed the cart into the deep alley and soon stopped outside the courtyard.
Since Yu Haitang became pregnant, he has rarely been to this yard. He relies entirely on General Tie to look after the house, and it has been empty for several months.
Looking at the mottled wooden door and the almost rusty iron lock on the door, Chu Heng took out the key from the warehouse and tried it a few times, and even opened the lock!
In this era, you can doubt that the product technology is backward, but you can never doubt the product quality!
“Click!”
Taking off the rusty but still useful iron lock, Chu Heng gently pushed open the courtyard door that had been covered in dust for months and pushed his bicycle in.
After setting up his bicycle at the door and carefully closing the latch, he walked into the house.
It has not been cleaned for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has fallen in the house. There are traces of snakes, insects, rats and ants everywhere on the ground. There are even slight signs of decay on the wooden doors and windows.
A house cannot be empty or unpopular, otherwise it will quickly become dilapidated.
“I’ll have to let Du San clean up, paint, and get rid of the bugs later, otherwise this house will be ruined sooner or later.” Chu Heng walked around the room and came to the bedroom with some distress. inside.
After he cleaned up the bedroom, there were not many things left in it, just a set of tables, chairs and benches, a kang bed, and a kang cabinet.
He came to the fire bed, and regardless of whether there was any ashes on it, he waved his hand and took out a set of new bedding from the warehouse and spread it on, then let Han Yunwen out and let her lie on the bedding.
“Hey!”
Looking at the girl's bloodless face and the shocking bruises on her neck, Chu Heng sighed softly, with a look of regret on his face.
Who would have thought that such a proud Da Sa Mi would be reduced to such a state?
He took out a cigarette and lit it, waiting for Han Yunwen to wake up.
But until all the cigarettes were finished, there was no sign that the woman was awake.
As a result, Ya stuck out her butt again and prepared for artificial respiration.
(End of this chapter)