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What kind of experience is it to save a life? Have you ever saved anyone?

There was an incident that inadvertently saved a child. It was the end of a winter, and the weather on Sunday was surprisingly cold. I wrote the annual work summary of the unit at home. I work in a state-owned enterprise, which is more dogmatic. At the end of each year, this job summary is to write a colorful job of that year, how good the performance is, how wise the leader is, how much the employees love their jobs and are willing to give everything for the enterprise, and so on. What bothers me is that it is almost the same every year. As a small clerk, I dare not speak. I just want to get enough words to finish the task.

Just then, someone knocked at the door. I opened the door. At the door is a 18-year-old student, like a college student, carrying a big bag. I asked him what it was, and he immediately took out a bottle of shampoo from his bag and sold it to me. To tell the truth, his marketing skills are really not so good, and he speaks with a strong local accent. I wanted to close the door at once to catch someone, but then I saw his eyes. What a pair of eyes, red and bloodshot, but full of pleading and longing. Suddenly I couldn't bear it, so I picked up the shampoo and took a look at the brand. I've heard of this brand and it has a good reputation. I guess he is often rejected. He looked at me trembling, afraid to speak. I asked him the price, but he was silent for a while and quoted a very low price. I have some doubts about it. When he saw it, he quickly explained that it was the price of buying five bottles at a time, and now one bottle will do. The child seems helpless. I just want to buy shampoo anyway. It doesn't matter if you buy more bottles. I can also give some to my friends. It's a consumable anyway. He bought five bottles and three bottles of hair care products by the way, and his face lit up with surprise. When I was getting something for me, I saw his hand, red, swollen and stiff with cold. Think about my younger brother who is studying abroad at the same age, think about today's temperature and his thin clothes, and I can't help feeling sorry for this student. You ask him, why don't you come in and have some hot water, and I'll ask if anyone else wants to buy it for you. He hesitated and said, "thank you very much, sister." My shoes are too dirty, so I won't go in. I will wait here. " I had to go into the house and pour him a cup of hot water myself, and told my father about it by the way. Dad went to the door and took a look. He didn't know what he said, so he took him into the house. He sat upright on the stool, and I made him a Jiang Shui. His eyes were a little red when he took it. I went into my room, made some phone calls, and then came out to tell him that my friend also needed 20 more bottles. He said excitedly that he would pick up the goods for me at once and then flew away. I ran back with a big bag in my hand. After receiving the money, he bowed deeply to us and left.

After the incident, my father and I both thought that we had helped a poor rural student conveniently and didn't take it seriously. Who knows that one day after the New Year, or Sunday, the boy knocked on my door again. He still looks stiff and still carries a big bag. I looked at him inexplicably, and he said shyly, "Sister, I came to thank you." Pass me the bag. I opened it and found a bag full of walnuts and chestnuts. I quickly let him in, but this time he didn't mention it again. He just said I wanted to thank my uncle. When he sat down to talk, I couldn't help sweating. It turned out that he was a poor child in the countryside and finally admitted to the university. He sold everything that his family could sell and barely went to college with a student loan. When he arrived here, he wanted to work to make a living, but it was too difficult to make money and he was always cheated. I heard from my classmates that selling shampoo at home makes money quickly, so I bought this batch of shampoo with my money. As a result, he was inexperienced and the goods were not easy to sell. Besides, he is not good at sales. It took him a long time to sell two bottles, and he was fed up with watching coldly. Seeing that the money for eating was gone, thinking that his parents sold blood for his school, he did nothing. The cold reception and deep frustration these days made him feel desperate. He wants to jump into the river with these things if he can't sell them any more, and don't give his parents any more trouble. Then he knocked on my door. He said that the cup of ginger tea made him feel warm and his father's words made him feel hopeful. The money solved his urgent need. After that, he stood up and bowed to us, and I quickly grabbed him. Dad asked him, what's your situation now? He said happily: "The school teacher understands his situation and now arranges him to help in the school cafeteria. Eating at first was not a problem. He is fighting for a scholarship, and the university should be fine. " Why embarrassed, pointing to those mountain products, said that this is not something of value, but a little something from him.

It has been several years since this incident. The teenager has graduated from college and worked as a mechanical engineer. We have always maintained a good relationship. It's just that I always think of that shy teenager in the cold wind. Our casual kindness gave a desperate teenager hope.

Buddha said: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda"; It can be seen that the act of saving people can enhance a person's masculinity and positive energy; The so-called [one positive and one evil]!

The mountain-sitting sculpture in the movie "Taking Tiger Mountain Outside": "The heavenly king covers the earth tiger"; Yang Zirong: River Demon in Baota Town; The [pagoda] in this river's lake incision is the seven-level [pagoda] in the Buddha's words; There is no doubt that it represents all directions of the seven-story pagoda Wei town, which means to keep one side safe …

People who save lives; That is, the seven-story pagoda is exquisite in all directions to show that it promotes social integrity!

I have had the experience of saving people twice. Although I can't achieve the effect of suppressing evil and promoting good as the seven-story pagoda, I am almost at Jiazi, but my heart is not old, and my face is even harder to get old. I'm sorry to repeat this process here. ) Ha ha ha ha ha.

It was one night last year, and I got up to go to the toilet. Inadvertently watching the mobile phone, watching WeChat and seeing a circle of friends just sent by my brother-in-law.

I see it's past three in the morning. Why don't you go to bed? She was more than 38 weeks pregnant at that time. I asked her on WeChat why she was still awake. She said that my cousin went to the night shift. She woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, a little flustered and got up to drink some water. I didn't feel sleepy after chatting for a while, so I asked him if his bag was ready or something was ready. Be prepared in advance, and the baby will start at any time. We talked about something else, and then we talked about whether the baby was moving badly. I said that my child was moving very hard. Speaking of which, she said she didn't feel him move tonight. I asked her when she stopped moving, but she couldn't remember clearly. She said that tomorrow is the day of birth check-up, and she will go to see it tomorrow. Then I went to sleep.

But lying down can't sleep, and my brain is awake. Repeatedly thinking that she said the child didn't move, I asked her if she was asleep, and she said no, so I woke my husband up and went to his house. We live in the same block.

When he opened the door for us after arriving at her home, I saw that his face was white and his lips were colorless. I asked her to sit down. I patted her belly and shouted. The baby in her belly did not move. I said no. Go to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor heard that the fetal heart rate was normal. I said you were monitoring the fetal heart rate.

When the doctor didn't come back from the toilet, we went to the toilet and waited to come out. Several nurses came to us and said that if they couldn't find it again, they would call the police, thinking that they had left by themselves. It turns out that fetal heart monitoring is seriously unqualified. She wouldn't let us go directly, so she pushed her to the inpatient department with a wheelchair. Inform the family to sign the caesarean section.

Anyway, we have been scared silly, and everything in the hospital is done by my husband. After a while, my cousin signed the paper rolling and crawling, and my aunt sent the newly-released bag to play with the children. You can imagine how urgent the operation is.

Later, the doctor said that the umbilical cord around the baby's neck had been deprived of oxygen, but fortunately it came in time. If he comes tomorrow, it will be late, and the baby's face will turn purple. The child went home after three days in the neonatal department.

If I were not the child's cousin, I would probably want my child to worship me as a godmother. In this way, our two families are friendly, and our children and I are close. It's really fate that we don't go to the toilet at ordinary times. If I hadn't asked, I wouldn't have slept. I couldn't save my little niece's life, but I saved their two families.

1one evening in the summer of 989, I just returned to the river in the west of the village to wash my hands and feet after working in the contracted land. The daughter next door also bathes her niece and three daughters in He Tantou. At the beginning, there were no special toilets and running water in suburban villages. I am about 4 meters away from them. At high tide in summer, the water on the river bank is full. In addition, Luotang River, a tributary of Huangpu River, is close and the tidal current drops sharply. Suddenly, a child was washed into the river while playing with leather. In order to save the children, the woman rolled into the middle of the river, and the gap between the water surface and the bottom of the river was 6-8 meters. She called for help and the draft dropped. At this time, I can't help it.

After being rescued, she cried sadly on the shore. Her father asked her fiercely who bullied her and accused me of scolding me (because when I was a soldier, the two families always quarreled over the homestead and became old friends), but I left as if nothing had happened. So far, her family never got a thank you when they saw me, and they pretended that nothing had happened. Now think about it, if it's not party member, it's the enemy. Can you tell me whether I should keep it?

My father saved many people, and I know four people came back to repay them.

What I remember most is a snowy morning in my second grade. A family of three fell off the bridge and fell into the river. My father just saw it. Without saying anything, he first jumped into the river to save the children of this family, and then saved all three people with the help of the villagers who came. A few days later, my family brought many things to thank my father, and our family also invited his family to my house for dinner. Then more than 20 years later, the son of this family got married the year before last, and brought something to my home to thank my dad, saying that they might not have such a good life without my dad. I was still very moved at that time. It is touching to help others in this world, but gratitude is even more valuable.

The second is our uncle in the same village. He is very old, about five years older than my father. I didn't ask him specifically. Our village is very big, but I don't know him. He said that my dad probably saved him before he was in his fifties, and he also saved him from the water. It is said that I was afraid to tell my parents when I was young, and I never thanked my father, but I never forgot saving my life. As I grew older, it became more and more clear, so I bought a car to thank my dad. My dad actually doesn't remember it. When uncle said it, he still looked helpless. Later, the neighbor next door mentioned the specific address, and my dad remembered one or two.

The third and the fourth were neighbors, both of whom fell into the river in front of my house and were rescued by my father. Later, when they got married, they invited my dad to drink. The river in front of my house is a river that flows into the sea. Its name is Baili River. There is a bridge above as the main road. When my father was young, he pulled a rickshaw at the river pier, so he always met people who fell into the water. In fact, it is very dangerous to go into the river to save people. The water is deep and flowing. I really don't know how my father is so brave. Every time he jumps, whether it's snowy winter or stormy typhoon day, his father is saving lives. He didn't know how many people my dad saved in his life, nor did he remember these things carefully, nor did he tell us, but I always thought my dad was really great and a real hero. He did it not for fame and fortune, but to save the man. My father is now retired and getting older, but he is in good health. I hope the good people in this world will get good results, and I hope the good people like my father in the world will be happy and healthy!

One summer ten years ago, I went to the river to learn a foreign language. I saw a girl of about eighteen or nineteen walking back and forth by the river in a sling and a short skirt. She looks very pure and beautiful, but she just looks sad, sighing, giggling and staring blankly at the water.

I felt that the girl must have something hard, so I went up to her and asked her what was wrong. She suddenly cried, and then said to me, Brother, do you believe in love? I thought she was drunk, so I told her that she was so big that she could throw up whenever she wanted, and she suddenly burst into tears.

I asked her if she was lovelorn, but she didn't give me a definite answer. She just said she was fine and told me to leave her alone. I think this girl is really a little abnormal, so I ran to the distant Woods and stared at her all the time, but I didn't see any unusual behavior after watching for a long time. As the weather is very hot, I want to buy a bottle of water from the nearby grocery store and bring one to the girl.

I was worried about her safety at that time. I walked about 100 meters and looked back at her. I thought that man had disappeared. I knew something was wrong, so I ran back quickly. When I saw that she really jumped into the river, I quickly plunged into the water, first freestyle, then breaststroke, and finally caught her. A golden snake tied her up and dragged the girl to the shore.

I was really exhausted after coming up. The girl woke up after spitting a few mouthfuls. When she saw it was me, she slapped me in the face and cried, Why did you save me? Why not let me go to s? I got angry at that time and slapped her directly. She was probably fooled by me, and she calmed down in an instant. Then her head was buried between her legs and she was silent.

When I saw her like this, I was very angry and said, what do you have to tell me? Is it that easy for your parents to raise you? What you have to worry about is sand. She looked up at me and cried again. Suddenly, she looked up and told me that she was pregnant and her boyfriend was his classmate. She was afraid to tell her parents that the college entrance examination was about to begin. She's afraid of exposure. She doesn't think she is.

She told me that she was scared and didn't know what to do with the baby in her belly, so she thought for a while. It is easy to know why. I told her that when people step on shit, there will be many setbacks, but they should face it bravely. Not all people in the world are bad people.

As space is limited, I won't go into details. Finally, I found a classmate who works in the hospital to help the girl settle things. Later, she kept asking me to call me brother. Now that she has graduated from college, but has never been married, she will often come to see me.

Isn't there a saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? For me, saving a life is not only saving a life, but also saving a family and a life. I feel very gratified. After this incident, I also feel that my personality is much more noble and my figure has become magnificent.

1on April 8, 982, I saved a strange man with a high fever and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. I need a blood transfusion, but I have no money to buy blood. Heaven has eyes. He and I are of the same blood type. I gave him 300 ml of blood and I accompanied him to take care of him. The local police station contacted his unit, and the unit sent someone two days later. As soon as I relaxed, my eyes went black and I fainted to the ground. It's been almost forty years, and this is the first time I've talked about it publicly. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and my heart is proud.

1. College roommates can't stop bleeding during their physiological period. We accompanied her to the hospital for examination. We met a male gynecologist when we registered. He stopped his classmates to check her situation, asked her briefly, and immediately asked the nurse to find a stretcher and send it to the emergency department. On the way to the emergency room, my classmates began to roll their eyes and fell unconscious ... She didn't respond when I called her name, so I was so anxious that I slapped her! Finally, before entering the emergency room, she gave me a hard look ... I was relieved.

When I was pregnant for more than 8 months, it was during the Spring Festival. My mother-in-law got up early that morning and said that she was not feeling well. Later, she called to make an appointment with the hospital. Not until she's finished! My relatives playing mahjong downstairs were called upstairs by me, and my mother-in-law's lips turned white ... My father-in-law said she wanted to find a car to take to the hospital, and I said don't touch her. It's safer to call 120 and carry her downstairs on a stretcher. When the bus came, my mother-in-law kept watching me cry ... I knew what she was thinking. Just sit next to her, wipe her tears and tell her that the car will come soon and everything will be fine. It's spring, and I'm going to be a grandmother with children. ...

Saving lives means helping others when they are in danger. You can't say anything and you can't see each other often.

Once, a drunk cyclist fell badly, so we carried him on others' backs and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment. At that time, several of us also drank some wine and crashed the car in a panic. Later, the host wouldn't let us, and finally I paid for it with others. It's still hard to remember. Another rainstorm, a timber yard was washed away by the flood, washing away a lot of timber. It is very dangerous for the owner of the log yard to rise and fall in the flood. After I rescued others from the water, I stopped the man who picked up his wood, which reduced a lot of losses.

This is actually a kind of wood energy of human beings. Nothing special. If this happens, no matter what your conscience, it will make you sad. Torture yourself if you don't do it. If you do it, you will feel at ease. There is nothing to say.

Saving lives is a sacred obligation! I have never saved anyone, because I have never met anyone. But I saved my son, and it was on the farm. The child just learned to walk, and we didn't pay attention. When crossing the small ditch wooden bridge, he didn't fill it in the drainage ditch of the living area, with his head down and his feet up. Neighbors found out, hung the child upside down and shouted, "Whose child is this?" When I heard the sound, I quickly took the child from my neighbor, rushed to the faucet in the living area, and immediately washed the mud wrapped in the child's head with water. At this time, the child was silent. I quickly opened the child's mouth, which was very clean. I quickly told his mother to hold her ear and put her knee against the child's anus. Then I took a deep breath and blew air into the child's mouth. I saw two pieces of cylindrical mud flying out of my son's nostrils. In an emergency, the child cried. At this time, I did not panic and nervous, and completed the whole rescue work in an orderly manner. I'm relieved. I feel gratified and happy.