You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 1785 Touching Porcelain
A large group of people gathered around, and Qianqian explained to them: "I saw that person lying down by himself. The car didn't hit him at all, but the person just got under the car and pretended to be dead. Just now The traffic police have all come, but the lying person just doesn’t move, no one shouts, it’s as if he’s dead.”

There are so many people who touch porcelain in the society now, so that now basically private car owners install driving cameras in their cars, just to avoid having a hard time speaking when such things happen.

It turned out that the driving instrument of the car owner was broken this morning, and then something like this happened. The man was lying there at the moment, and he didn't dare to touch him at all, for fear that the other party would make more trouble at that time. I can wait for 120 and the police to come and solve it.

An Nuan took a look at the lying person after learning about the incident, and found that the other person was pretending to be like that, his body was motionless, and his breathing seemed to be very weak.Tsk tsk, people nowadays are all good actors. If they go to act, they will definitely win big prizes.

Since this skill exists, why come to touch porcelain?Why not?

"You think that person is really dead, right?" In such a hot day, the temperature on the ground is very high, much higher than the temperature in the room, so lying on the ground will be very hot after a while, basically Beating an egg on the top can cook it for you.

Qianqian suddenly had a big brain hole, "Could it be that her soul has gone out of her body? Maybe something really happened?"

An Nuan was speechless. Sure enough, watching too many TV shows is a bad thing. It's easy to lose your mind. Look at what Qianqian said. Would a normal person say that?

"Oh, he's not breathing." Someone in the crowd suddenly yelled, and the others retreated a few steps after such a yell. After all, it's not auspicious to get too close to the dead.

"My son, what's wrong with you, my son?" At this moment, a fat woman in her fifties rushed over and knelt down in front of the man, crying heartbreakingly. Lung-cracking, "Son, what's the matter with you? This is, it's only been a few minutes since you went out like this, and this kind of thing happened. What do you want your mother to do in the future?"

Seeing the mother crying so sadly, some people around were already a little moved, and some even began to believe that something happened to this person on the ground.

But An Nuan suddenly saw the man's fingers move during the gap, probably because his legs were itchy or something, and secretly scratched his thigh quietly.

Seeing this little move, An Nuan knew that this person must be faking it.

An Nuan whispered a few words in Shan Yanyan's ear, and after hearing this, Shan Yanyan laughed, "Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan, let me just say you have a dark belly, right?"

An Nuan smiled, "Thank you!"

The owner of the car was looking sad at the moment. He didn't expect such a thing to happen today. If he had known earlier, he would have repaired the driving recorder immediately, so he wouldn't be unable to find any evidence now. arrive.

"Then what, I'm a doctor, can I show him first?" Shan Yanyan walked over and said to the heartbroken mother who was crying.

The mother gave Shan Yanyan a vigilant look, and protected her son from being moved by others, "How do I know if you are a liar?"

(End of this chapter)