At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

When Li Xiao approached, Liang Yuqin looked around.

Seeing the large circle of bandages on Li Xiao's hands, a distressed expression appeared on his face.

But the bandage was very new, and the blood on it was also bright red, so she immediately judged it.

The arm injury should be the reason why my son couldn't pick them up.

She asked with concern:

"Does it hurt?"

Liang Yuqin didn't ask what happened in the morning.

He didn't blame his son for being so careless and suffering such a serious injury.

In the eyes of a mother, the physical condition of her son is the most important thing.

Li Xiao moved her arms with a smile, and shook her head:

"No problem at all, no pain at all."

"It was the staff in the service area who helped me bandage, so it looks a bit exaggerated."

As he spoke, he deftly untied the bow of the bandage with his fingers.

Liang Yueqin wanted to stop her son's reckless move, but was stopped by Li Xiao.

Soon the injured arm was displayed in front of Yang Yuqin's eyes.

I saw that the wound was exactly as my son said. Although the length was relatively long, the depth of the wound was very shallow.

Liang Yuqin felt relieved, and immediately blamed the staff in the service area.

Such a small wound of my own son was wrapped like a rice dumpling, it was really frightening to death.

Seeing his own wound, Li Xiao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my recovery ability is good, otherwise I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with the level of entering the door.

Liang Yuqin helped her son by throwing a large bundle of bandages into the trash can.

He took his son's hand and walked towards the house, reminding him as he walked:

"Wait a minute and be smart, your father is in a fit of anger."

"But you said that what you do after graduation is not good, so what kind of firefighter do you want to be?"

"Can you do such a dangerous job?"

"If you want me to say, with the level that you can contribute to our magazine in high school, be a professional writer, or find a job as an editor-in-chief, wouldn't it be comfortable?"

"If you don't want to write all the time, just like your father, become a professional manager or fund manager, and you will be financially free after seven or eight years."

"If you like exciting sports, it is also possible to fly a glider or go skiing in the future."

"Even if you don't like all of them and want to play around, that's okay."

"With the wealth of your father and me, as long as you don't get involved in drugs and gambling, you can spend whatever you want."

Hearing her mother's soft voice in her ear, Li Xiao felt a little guilty.

But considering that I have to go back, and going back to the original plane, the kindness value required is not a small amount.

If he wasn't a firefighter anymore, he really didn't know how to accumulate 10 kindness points.

Maybe changing careers to become a surgeon can earn goodness points faster.

However, whether it is the original plane or this plane, my understanding of surgery is very limited.

It can only be said that the ten orifices are connected to the nine orifices, and one is not understood.

Besides, the system on his body is the firefighter system, not the strongest doctor system.

If I really forcibly change careers to become a doctor, the role of the system in helping me is indeed not as great as it is now.

While thinking wildly, Li Xiao and his mother came to the living room.

At this time, Li Weiguo was holding a brush and writing vigorously on a piece of rice paper.

He didn't seem to notice that Li Xiao and Liang Yuqin had already entered the room.

However, after all, Li Xiao also practiced writing brushes and traditional Chinese painting for several years when she was a child.

He could tell at a glance that his father's mood was actually very disturbed.

Because many Chinese characters have already disappeared, the original strokes should be.

A poem of over a hundred characters, Ding Feng Bo, appeared eloquently on the rice paper sprinkled with gold powder.

Seeing that his father finally finished writing a line, Li Xiao immediately applauded beside him:

"Dad, your thin golden body is really getting better and better. You have a bit of Song Huizong's demeanor."

"If I hadn't watched you writing, I would have thought it was the creation of some famous calligrapher."

Li Weiguo couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard his son's shameless bragging.

What level he is, he knows very well.

At my own level, let alone a calligrapher.

Even if he is a member of the National Calligraphy Association, he bought it with money.

At my own level, that is to sneak into the association to appreciate other people's calligraphy.

If you really let yourself write, it can only be ridiculous.

He waved his hand angrily, crumpled up the Ding Fengbo he wrote just now and threw it into the wastebasket next to him.

Seeing his actions, Li Xiao knew that his father's anger was not ordinary.

Yang Yuqin hurriedly walked behind her husband, putting her slender fingers on his shoulders.

She helped her husband press his shoulders:

"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you in the past few months, and you are so angry when you meet?"

"Can't the two father and son sit down and talk properly?"

Li Weiguo sneered, although his face was still very dissatisfied.

However, under the dissuasion of his wife, he still managed to suppress his anger.

"I also want to talk, but don't you know what your precious son has done?"

"Secretly sign up to be a firefighter, forget it!"

"You watched some live videos that Xiao Sun sent you with me."

"Jumped off a ten-story building?"

"Walking around a truck that's leaking concentrated sulfuric acid?"

"A few people dare to rush into such a serious fire."

"And on the Huolianshu Building, there are no safety measures, and you dare to jump down to save the girl who committed suicide?"

"Also, do you feel that your body is made of iron, and you bear the weight of three people with your bare hands in the elevator shaft?"

"Fortunately, this morning, the mother of the child is not willing to save it, so you just want to be strong?"

"Tell me, which of the things you did is not dangerous."

Hearing what his father said, Li Xiao's face became a little embarrassed.

After listening to Li Weiguo's words, Liang Yuqin also slowly slowed down the movements of her hands.

She patted her husband's shoulder lightly, indicating that his black face task was completed.

Then he turned around and said to Li Xiao calmly:

"What your father said is not unreasonable. This firefighter is really too dangerous."

"Watching the clips of your live broadcast made your mother and my heart beat a little faster."

"It's not that you don't know, my heart has been bad."

"If you really become a firefighter, I will be in fear all day long, my heart..."

The corners of Li Xiao's mouth couldn't help twitching. My parents, one who sings the red face and the other the bad face, really cooperate quite tacitly.

If it weren't for the fact that I was in the original plane and had a wealth of social experience.

He was afraid that he would be knocked to the ground without any power to fight back by this perfectly coordinated combination of punches.

However, now he is still him, but not quite him.

Looking at the faint confidence on his parents' faces, his thoughts turned.