The male god proposed again today

Chapter 77

Shen Mosheng shouted sharply: "If you don't want to die, don't run around, hold this one down, and I will subdue the other one."

Finally, someone endured the fear and stepped forward to replace him.

"Hold on, the police will be here soon."

After explaining, Shen Mosheng quickly got up and rushed towards the other man.

Seeing his companion being subdued, the man slashed even more frantically, with blood all over his face and hands, like a devil from hell.

Shen Mosheng didn't have the slightest fear or hesitation, he quickly approached the man despite the collision and congestion of the panicked crowd.

Seeing that he was about to chop down a child who fell to the ground, Shen Mosheng suddenly flew up, hugged the child and rolled around.

Immediately he put the child down, and swept the man down with a sweeping leg, quickly snatched the knife from his hand and threw it on the ground, trapping him firmly on the ground.

Shen Mosheng looked at the crowd, and his cold voice was loud and full of strength: "The murderer has been subdued, the police will be here soon, everyone calm down."

Only then did the rioting crowd realize that the crisis had been resolved.

Some broke down and cried loudly, some hugged each other and wept with joy, and some collapsed to the ground in a daze.

Shen Mosheng directed in an orderly manner.

"Don't stand still, call an ambulance. Those with medical knowledge will help stop the bleeding. If you have something like a rope on your body, tie these two people up."

"Shen Mosheng, Shen Mosheng..." Han Yingying stumbled to Shen Mosheng's side, her eyes were blurred by tears, she couldn't see Shen Mosheng clearly, and she didn't dare to touch him, for fear that he would get hurt.

Shen Mosheng smiled lightly, and comforted softly: "Yingying won't cry, I'm not hurt."

"Well, I don't cry." Han Yingying desperately tried to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't.

"Sorry, I scared you." Shen Mosheng felt a little distressed.

"No, Shen Mosheng, you are handsome, you saved everyone, and you gave me courage. I won't cry anymore, I have to stop the bleeding of the injured."

Although she couldn't wipe away the tears, Han Yingying's heart was inexplicably stable.

She got up and rushed to the nearest wounded, emptying the contents of the bag and using whatever was available.

There was nothing to use, so she cut open the skirt with the small scissors she carried with her to stop the bleeding of the wounded.

While stopping the bleeding, she softly comforted the injured.

Her calm and professional handling made the wounded, who was originally full of fear, calm down inexplicably.

Some people were infected by her. Although they didn't know how to stop the bleeding, they took the initiative to fight her.

Many girls took the initiative to cut up their precious skirts for her to use.

The fear and panic that had shrouded everyone's heads slowly dissipated.

Soon the police and ambulance arrived.

Shen Mosheng and others handed over the murderer to the police and cooperated in making notes.

Han Yingying and another group of people helped the doctor carry the injured into the ambulance, and patiently explained the situation of the injured to the doctor one by one.

During the whole process, the two of them didn't speak a word or make eye contact, but they felt inexplicably at ease in their hearts.

Because you know that the other party is by your side, do well, and work hard together with yourself.

After finishing the notes, Shen Mosheng immediately rushed to the hospital to pick up Han Yingying.

She was sitting alone in the empty corridor, with her head against the wall, her eyes closed, and her face was full of tiredness.

Shen Mosheng felt a little distressed, and gently sat down beside Han Yingying, quietly waiting for her to wake up.

"Shen Mosheng—"

Han Yingying screamed and opened her eyes suddenly.

"Sakura, I'm here."

Suddenly throwing herself into his arms, Han Yingying hugged his waist tightly, trembling slightly.

"Sorry, I scared you today." Shen Mosheng patted her head in distress to apologize.

If possible, he hoped that Ying Ying would never see such a scene in her life.

(End of this chapter)