After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

Those people were watching and talking about it. Some were even asking, "Whose family is this? Why is there no one with him? Is there a doctor to treat him? He looks dying!"

"Can someone help send him to the hospital? That's a life."

"That's right, why doesn't anyone come to help?"

"Who dares to touch this? What if it's an infectious disease?"

"Who would dare to lift it when they see that it is breathing out more than breathing in?"

"Go report it to the police. This man is in such a pity. He was so old and still died on the street!"

……

Many people were talking about it, but no one dared to move, and some even automatically stood three steps away from the old man.

Meng Yu walked over quickly and held the old man's wrist.

Although she could tell what disease the other person had just by touching him, she had been improving her medical skills over the past year or so. She would first diagnose the patient by taking his pulse and then use those skills to confirm. She could now get an almost accurate diagnosis.

After taking his wrist pulse, she flipped over the old man's eyelids.

Then the function of the small jade pendant was displayed again.

Well, the diagnosis was correct!

She made a judgment in her mind and immediately took out a box of silver needles from her purse, picked up one, raised her hand and stabbed it into the old man's neck.

This scared everyone.

Someone hurriedly tried to stop him: "Hey, kid, what are you doing? He's already in this condition, how can you still prick him with a needle?"

"Exactly, whose child is this? Born by a father but not raised by a mother? This is a human life, is that something she can play with?"

"It's vicious, so vicious! Is there no adult to come and take care of it?"

……

Some people even wanted to come over and grab her.

Just then, Zhao Lei squeezed in with great effort.

Meng Yu ordered: "Uncle Zhao, stop everyone! Don't let them get close to Grandpa!"

Zhao Lei hadn't figured out what was going on yet. When he saw those people were aggressive and Meng Yu's orders were urgent and fast, he subconsciously reached behind him and pulled out the goose-feather knife he had just bought.

The sharp blade dazzled the eyes.

Those who were in a frenzy and wanted to move forward suddenly stopped in their tracks!

Why are they using weapons?

Someone shouted from behind: "Okay, you still want to attack with a knife, call the police, hurry up and call the police!"

"Don't worry, this kid is not saving people, right?"

"Are you kidding? Have you ever seen a child this young who can heal illnesses and save lives?"

"That's right. Even if you've been learning medicine since your mother's womb, how many years have you studied it?"

"You don't think you are great just because you memorized a few medical books, do you? That's a human life!"

"No, let's report it to the police first!"

……

After listening to those discussions, Zhao Lei finally had time to look at Meng Yu.

I was shocked when I saw it.

Meng Yu took another needle and stabbed the old man in the heart.

Can you stab me? If you stab me there, it will kill me.

He stopped her with a trembling voice: "Xiaoyu, no!"

He shouted too slowly, the needle had already been inserted, only the needle tip was outside.

Zhao Lei's calves were trembling. Oh no, this is bad. Someone is going to die. Is he an accomplice? How many years should he be sentenced to?

Meng Yu looked back at him, turned the old man's hand over, and used a silver needle to prick the index finger and ring finger of the old man's left hand.

The dark red blood spurted out and condensed into a black line.

Meng Yu was well prepared, and none of the black blood got on his body at all.

When the black line gradually subsided, she squeezed it again and squeezed out red blood before letting go of his hand.

She did the same thing again, but she pierced her middle and little fingers on her right hand.

The same black blood spurted out like a line.

Until red blood came out, she rummaged through the ugly purse again, took out a small porcelain bottle and unscrewed the lid.

A foul smell spread, and everyone covered their noses: "Ugh, what stinks so bad?"

She turned the porcelain bottle upside down with her right hand and stretched out her left hand to catch it.

Everyone saw a black, smelly ball the size of a fingernail lying in the palm of a white little hand.

Meng Yu stuffed the smelly pill into the old man's mouth.

"Oh my, is this poison?"

“Can you eat something so smelly?”

"This kid is really crazy. How can he feed shit to others?"

"This old man is so pitiful. Even in this state, he is still being fed shit and insulted!"

"This kid is too lawless. Didn't someone report him to the police? Why haven't they come yet?"

"We can't let him go, and neither can his family members."

"Pah!" Zhao Lei was struggling with the knife in his hand, not knowing whether to put it away or not. A rotten egg exploded on his forehead.

"The child committed the crime and the adults were the accomplices, right? Beat you to death, you bad guy!"

The lingering stench of the meatballs made people unconsciously take two steps back.

"vomit!"

Zhao Lei almost couldn't hold the knife.

He looked at Meng Yu with resentment. This kid was in big trouble.

After a while, he felt so hopeless that he wanted to slap himself a few times.

I told you to be greedy, I told you to be greedy! If you hadn't been so full, you could have followed Xiaoyu and stopped her before she could do anything.

Now that the incident has become a big deal, not only has someone died, but it has also caused public outrage. So is there any hope for him to survive?

Meng Yu was calm and composed. She looked at Zhao Lei with sympathy, then silently moved her short legs two steps away from Zhao Lei.

The rotten eggs are so stinky!

Zhao Lei: “…”

"Get out of the way!" A majestic shout came from outside the crowd, and people automatically made way for each other.

A group of officers came running over quickly.

The leader held the handle of the knife and asked, "Who killed him?"

Zhao Lei hastily put the knife back into the sheath, but it was too late. Several officers rushed over and pinned him to the ground.

He didn't dare to resist.

Someone in the crowd immediately pointed at Meng Yu and said, "And that kid, not only does she kill people by stabbing them with needles, she also feeds them shit!"

"Yes, we all saw it. That kid went too far."

"Look, the needle is still in the person!"

……

Meng Yu was speechless. Whose shit would be rolled into balls and put in such a beautiful porcelain bottle? She was not a pervert!

She smiled sweetly at the officers: "Uncle officers, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I was trying to save people!"

The officer glanced at her with an expression that was hard to describe: "Do you know how old you are this year?"

Meng Yu: “…”

She was so busy saving people that she forgot her age was her weakness. Who would trust a five or six-year-old child?

"But, but I'm really saving people!"

"I've never seen anyone save people by stabbing them with needles or feeding them shit."

"That's right! Sir, this kid is not entirely truthful. He loves to lie at such a young age and has a vicious heart. You have to arrest them all."

"We are all watching. This kid doesn't take human life seriously. He is simply a monster!"

……

There was another round of condemnation from all sides.

Zhao Lei has lost all desire to live.

The smell of rotten eggs was on his head, and he was being held down by several officers.

The leading officer waved his hand with a dignified look and a voice that left no room for doubt: "Zhang San, Li Si, you two take this old man to the clinic. Zhou Qi, Cheng Ba, Zhao Jiu, catch this kid! Wang Er, Qian Da, take this man back to the Dusi Yamen!"