Chapter 33 A Little Merit
"Uncle Jin, you have work to do, I can go to the hospital by myself. Don't worry." Rong Yuan glanced at Ouyang Rui, then looked up and said to Jin Bai.
Jin Bai really couldn't spare the time, so he nodded and said, "Call me if you need anything. If I'm not here, just call your Aunt Zheng."
"Yes, I will. Goodbye, Uncle Jin."
Rong Yuan nodded to Ouyang Rui behind him, then turned and left.
Ouyang Rui turned his head to look at the young man walking past him, and felt that the flow of time seemed to have slowed down. Every subtle expression and movement of the other person was reflected in his eyes. It seemed very normal, but there was also an indelible sense of weirdness.
The intersection was just a moment. Looking at the other person's back getting farther and farther away, Ouyang Rui replayed the scene over and over again in his mind, always feeling that there was something extremely incongruous.
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Although the scan by the optical computer would be much more detailed and quicker than the examination in the hospital, Rong Yuan still followed Jin Bai's instructions and went to a nearby hospital for an examination. Because of the fire, the hospital was overcrowded. He sat on a bench in the corridor waiting for his number to be called. The expression on his face was indifferent and calm, which was out of tune with the people around him.
A passing nurse was shocked to see Rong Yuan covered in blood, thinking he was seriously injured, and hurriedly took him to the doctor's line to be examined. It turned out that he only had a few bruises and inhaled a small amount of smoke. The doctor prescribed him a bottle of blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine, told him to drink more water when he got home, and apply ice to the bruises, and then let him go.
Standing at the door of the hospital, Rong Yuan put the medicine bottle in his pocket, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked at the place in the distance where the gray smoke was still rising, and his mood slowly calmed down.
When fighting the fire, Wandou had been by his ear to provide support, and he even wore scanning glasses. Through the lens, the fire was marked with different colors according to the severity. He could see clearly which places were the starting points of the fire, which places seemed to be raging but were actually weak, which places were in danger of collapse, etc. At the same time, by analyzing the people around him, he could distinguish which people had a stronger will to survive and higher mobility, so that he could quickly pull together a firefighting team with a clear goal.
The fire on the underground floor was quickly brought under control, and the crowd that was desperate for survival calmed down and spontaneously organized to evacuate in an orderly manner. Before the firefighters arrived, some members of the temporary firefighting team followed Rong Yuan from the first floor to the upper floors, some to control the fire , some to direct the evacuation of people, and some to run out and back to help carry the injured out of the mall. After the firefighters arrived, Rong Yuan also joined the team to rescue the injured. At that time, something happened.
Pea not only gave him instructions on how to provide assistance, but also kept reporting the merits and losses. When Rong Yuan was supporting a man who was breathing weakly and had been pierced by explosion fragments in his abdomen, he heard Pea say, "Rescue Hua Yun who is in a fatal crisis, merit +1."
Rong Yuan was stunned.
He could recite all the rules of the "Book of Merits" by heart, and the content of Rule 10 was clearly: Saving the life of a mortal person /thing will earn you 50 merit points and half of the merit points of the person being saved.
Saving the dying and the wounded, whether it is a human or an animal, will at least give you 50 points of merit. How could it be possible that you only get 1 point? You know, even if he throws a steamed bun to a stray cat or dog, he will also get 1 point of merit.
In other words, what kind of person's life is worth only one merit point?
It was as if the Book of Merits had not originally intended to reward him with merit points for saving his life, but saving a life was a good thing after all, so it had to give him a little consolation prize.
At this time, the man woke up. He seemed to be very clear about his situation. He was not panicked at all. He even whispered to Rong Yuan calmly: "Thank you."
Rong Yuan's eyes met his, and at that moment he seemed to be looking in a mirror - not because they looked alike, but because the man's eyes were the same look he saw in the mirror every day - extremely indifferent, and he didn't care about anything.
Heaven and earth are not benevolent; they treat all things as straw dogs.
Rong Yuan subconsciously loosened his hand, and the man's body fell down with a bang. The metal fragment that was originally only half inserted was now completely embedded in the man's body, and even came out from the back. The bright red blood flowed all over the ground like a faucet was turned on.
"Intentional murder, causing Hua Yun's death, merit -1."
"Punish the extremely evil Hua Yun, merit +11700."
"Open the new rules of the merit book, do you want to check it out?" asked Pea.
Rong Yuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's wait until later." He heard a faint cry for help coming from the shop diagonally opposite, so he walked over, still thinking about the man just now.
Thirty-something? Maybe forty. Ordinary-looking, with untidy beard and a slovenly look. He knew nothing about this man except his name. If he met him on the street, he would think he was an ordinary person, even a failure in life. But the look in his eyes just now was very extraordinary.
This was the first time he met someone with over 10,000 merit points, even though it was a negative merit point. This was also the first time he saw someone whose life, whether alive or dead, was only worth one merit point.
But what on earth did he do to make the "Book of Merits" make such a judgment?
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Walking out of the hospital, the bright sunshine, the cold wind, the vitality and hope of the passers-by as they hurried by - these things helped Rong Yuan recover from the tragic scene of the fire and Hua Yun's eyes. He noticed the strange attention paid to him by the people around him, and hurriedly took off his bloodstained coat, wiped his face and neck with the relatively clean inside of his clothes, and decided to go home and take a shower as soon as possible.
Then take a look at the new rules of the Book of Merits.
A car stopped in front of him, the door opened, and Jin Yang jumped out. He rushed to him in two steps, grabbed his arm and looked him up and down, and asked in panic: "Xiaoyuan? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"Yangyang?" Rong Yuan asked in surprise: "I'm fine... why are you here?"
"I saw on the news that there was a fire at Meihao Mall!" Jin Yang said rapidly, "You said before that you were going to buy something, and I was worried that you were inside when the fire broke out. I couldn't get through to your cell phone! I went to school to look for you, but the teacher said you had left long ago! I went to Meihao again and ran into my dad, and then I learned that you were in the hospital! Did you go for a check-up? What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said it's okay, just go home and drink more water." Rong Yuan knew that even if he said this, Jin Yang would still worry that he would only report good news and not bad news, so he took out the doctor's diagnosis sheet and showed it to him.
Jin Yang took it and read it carefully from beginning to end. He heaved a sigh of relief, punched Rong Yuan's shoulder, and said with some complaint: "Well, you are going to be a hero again. Do you think you are Superman wearing your underwear outside your body?"
Rong Yuan couldn't tell him the real reason why he always acted bravely, so he just said vaguely: "Saving others is also saving yourself. I was at the scene, I couldn't just do nothing."
Jin Yang knew that if he were at the scene, he would not be able to just run away and ignore the injured. If it were anyone else, this behavior would be worthy of praise. But when it was Rong Yuan who risked his life to save people, he felt extremely scared.
Jin Yang sighed, put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "Come to my house for dinner today! In order to celebrate your heroic work in saving the fire, my mother took a special leave and cooked a table full of delicious food! No, no, hurry up, hurry up, my mouth is watering just by saying that."
Rong Yuan was pulled by him and ran down the stairs quickly. He looked forward and stopped involuntarily.
Alan Neil was standing next to the car, his dark green polarized sunglasses pushed up to the top of his head, one hand on the driver's door, looking at them with a warm smile.
