Vietnam-China Passenger Ferry Terminal.

Although there is no sea transportation between Vietnam and China, the water network is dense and has always been known as the Venice of the East. Therefore, in the 1980s and 1990s, people in the northern plains relied on inland river boats to travel.

This kind of boat has a long captain and a cabin. People who want to take the boat wait on the shore. When they see the boat coming, they wave. When the passenger boat driver sees it, he will stop to pick up the passengers, buy tickets and go into the cabin to sit.

The passenger terminal is located at Chengbei Bridge in the urban area. Once ashore, you will find the Passenger Transport Center and the train station. Transportation is very convenient.

In addition, it is the peak period for visiting relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, so the traffic on Chengbei Bridge is very busy and lively.

Small vendors who are good at seizing business opportunities have taken over the city's north bridge and sell all kinds of food to serve tourists traveling from north to south.

Cai Miaofen, 23 years old, and her husband set up a food stall on Chengbei Bridge, mainly selling spring rolls, a famous snack in Vietnam and China.

The outer shell of this kind of spring roll is crispy, and the filling inside is either sweet and bean paste flavor, or salty filling made of winter vegetables, winter bamboo shoots and shredded pork.

Spring rolls can be served as a cold dish or eaten while hot as a snack. They are very popular among the people in Vietnam and China. They are reluctant to eat them at ordinary times, but they like to buy some to take home during the Chinese New Year and holidays.

After the spring rolls are wrapped, they need to be deep-fried in a very huge oil pan until they are golden brown. Drain the oil and then let the guests choose.

Cai Miaofen and her husband Su Shuilong are both from rural areas, and their family conditions are relatively poor. In addition, Su Shuilong is also a lame, making life even more difficult.

But the people in Yuezhong are willing to work hard. With the skill of frying spring rolls, the young couple lived a poor life, but they were able to support the family and gave birth to a fat son who is 2 years old this year.

"Here, come the fried spring rolls~~~~"

"Comrade, what kind of stuffing do you want? OK, I'll give you half a catty."

The couple wrapped the spring rolls in advance. After arriving at Chengbeiqiao, the wife Cai Miaofen was responsible for selling, and the husband Su Shuilong was responsible for frying. There was a clear division of labor.

As for the two-year-old fat son Su Xiaoliang, he just crawled all over the floor and played around. Anyway, his parents were not afraid of losing the child in front of them.

What was originally a peaceful life and a beautiful Spring Festival turned into a disaster because of a pot of hot oil.

A three-core coal stove is used to fry spring rolls. After a long time, the heat is not enough, and new briquettes need to be replaced.

So Cai Miaofen put the big iron pot and the still-roiling vegetable oil on the ground, then took out the old and new briquettes and replaced them with new ones.

At this time, Su Shuilong went to get new ingredients, and Cai Miaofen was busy changing the briquettes.

Su Xiaoliang, who was only two years old, didn't understand anything and was still running around and having a great time.

When the child first ran to the oil pan and tried to go around it, his luck was so bad. There was a pool of oil stains on the ground next to the oil pan. This was also left by Cai Miaofen and his wife's lack of hygiene.

When Su Xiaoliang was about to turn, he stepped on the oil stain, then his foot slipped and he threw himself face down into the oil pan.

This is not a cold pot, but a hot pot at work. The hot oil inside is almost 180 degrees Celsius, and people fall into it.

You can think about it, as soon as a spring roll or a fried dough stick is put into the oil pan, does it make a squeaking sound and the oil pan starts to boil?

But now it’s not the spring rolls that are being fried, but a 2-year-old baby.

Su Xiaoliang fell into the oil pan, and before he could scream, there was a squeaking sound, the oil pan boiled, and the tragedy of frying the child happened.

At that time, the child's father was getting ingredients elsewhere, and the child's mother was changing briquettes with her back to the oil pan. Passers-by and other vendors around her didn't pay attention.

Until they heard the "squeaking" sound of frying, everyone turned around and wondered why the fried spring rolls sounded so loud today? It was like frying the belly.

As a result, everyone saw a horrifying scene. A child's feet were still outside the oil pan, and his face and upper body had begun to be fried in the oil pan.

Many people at the scene screamed.

Cai Miaofen was completely stunned, her mind went blank. She was so sad and shocked that she was completely stupid, and she did not immediately go to get her son.

In fact, it was only a few seconds of daze, and a young man in his 30s just passed by.

It was too late, but it was too soon. I saw him bend down quickly, put both hands into the oil pan, and quickly fished the child out of the oil pan regardless of the oil temperature of 180°C.

People who have cooked must have experience. When the oil in the pot explodes, even a few spots on it can cause pain for a whole day.

What's more, the young man didn't hesitate at all. He put both hands into the oil pan and then fished the child out.

Remember, this is not a street trick, fishing out copper plates in a frying pan, this is fishing out a child in a real hot oil pan. The child must have been fried badly, and the young man's hands were also burned by the oil.

But he still held the child tightly and shouted with a clear mind:

"Quick, send to the hospital!"

At this time, Cai Miaofen screamed, and the person woke up, and then fainted directly on the ground.

The young man cursed secretly: "Fuck, this woman is really useless at the critical moment."

Then he looked at the poor "fried child" and saw that the child was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. He obviously wanted to open his mouth to call someone in the oil pan, but ended up scalding his oral mucosa and throat.

If you drink a few mouthfuls of hot oil, you may develop lesions in your esophagus and stomach.

It was difficult to judge the internal injuries. The head, face, neck, and hands exposed outside the clothes had been burned by hot oil, causing blisters. It was visible to the naked eye that patches of skin were falling off.

As for the inside of the clothes, it's hard to tell because they were thicker in winter and I don't know how the upper body was permed.

In short, although it only took a few seconds for the child to fall out of the frying pan and be fished out by the young man, the burns were already severe. Even if he survived, he would probably be completely disfigured.

At this time, several women ran over and shouted:

"Ah, you guys, hurry up and get cold water from the Huancheng River to rinse yourself. Hurry up."

This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I have cold water. There is cold water in my bucket. Everyone, get out of the way."

Wow~~~A bucket of cold water was poured down on Su Xiaoliang's whole body.

"It's not enough. If anyone has cold water, bring it out quickly. It's important to save people."

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"My family has it, my family has it!"

The vendors setting up food stalls nearby responded and took out their own buckets to pour water on the children.

It was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and it was a cold winter. When buckets of cold water were poured on it, Su Xiaoliang suffered both ice and fire.

Su Xiaoliang's father also ran over at this time. Seeing his scalded son and his wife who fainted on the ground, Su Shuilong knelt there and burst into tears.

The young man who rescued the person was also helped up: "Comrade, it doesn't matter, ah, you are also burned."

The young man endured the pain and shook his head: "It doesn't matter to me, you hurry up and save the child."

Chengbeiqiao is not far from the Vietnam-China People's Hospital. There are 3 bus stops, which is about 2 kilometers.

But now is 1990. In later generations, the road is not full of cars, stopping at any time. Unfortunately, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there are no tricycle drivers on the road.

Just when everyone was confused, Chen Qi happened to drive Santana back from Xingtang.

In 1990, there was only one way to go from Xingtang to the city: National Highway 104, and then along the Huancheng River to Chengbei Bridge and then south, and then back to Lu Xun Road.

When Chen Qi passed by Chengbei Bridge, he found that there seemed to be a traffic jam in front of him, and a large group of people were shouting.

When looking at the gossip, not to mention Chen Qi, even Lan Lijuan's eyes widened and she rolled down the car window and looked over.

If you don’t know this, you will be shocked when you see it. Lan Lijuan shouted with sharp eyes:

"Chen Qi, no, there are a few people lying on the ground over there, and some are crying. They must have encountered some sudden illness."

Chen Qi also saw it, turned off the car, got out of the car with Chen Shu, and ran quickly towards the crowd.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Ah, this is Director Chen from the People's Hospital. Great, this child is saved!" Some of the onlookers recognized Chen Qi and shouted.

As soon as they heard that a doctor was coming, the vendors in the center hurriedly shouted:

"Doctor, doctor, come and help. This child fell into a hot oil pan. He can't even cry anymore and has fainted."

Chen Qi was shocked and thought that it was over. The burnt area of ​​the fried child would not be small. Whether he could survive or not would depend on his luck.

When he and Chen Shu quickly ran to the child's side, they also gasped.

I saw that the clothes and pants on the child had been stripped off by kind people, and they wanted to rinse it with cold water to cool down, but a very big problem arose in doing so, that is, the scalded skin on the child also fell off in large chunks.

Doing so not only exposes the subcutaneous tissue directly to the air, but also aggravates the infection.

More importantly, when you take off your clothes, you are peeling off your skin. No wonder this child is silent. Isn't this a painful death?

Chen Qi knew that there was no point in talking now and that rescuing people quickly was the key, so he didn't care about anything else. He took off his down jacket and wrapped the little boy tightly. One of the brothers hugged the upper body and the other hugged the lower body before leaving the scene.

At this time, some people were shouting:

"Dean Chen, there is a young man here who was burned. He saved the person, and his hands were also burned."

Only then did Chen Qi realize that there was a young man standing next to him. He looked about 30 years old, had short hair, and was wearing a white washed cotton coat. He looked honest and honest.

Then Chen Qi noticed the young man's hands, which looked like they had been burned by hot oil, with large and small blisters that looked painful.

"Comrade, were your hands burned when you were saving the child?"

The young man smiled sheepishly: "Chen, Director Chen, it's more important for you to save the child. It doesn't matter to me. I will go to the hospital by myself."

Chen Qi had a very good first impression of this young man. Some honest people could tell at a glance and opened the door.

Sacrificing oneself to save others, fishing children out of the frying pan is not something ordinary people can do. With this courage, Chen Qi will not leave him behind.

"You are a good comrade, and your hands are badly burned. Come on, take my car and go to the hospital together."

"Yes, comrade, listen to Dean Chen!"

"Hurry up, young man, if you don't get rid of the inflammation in your hands, you will be disabled in the future!"
To be continued...