hello fireman

Chapter 23 Brand New Rice Crackers

Migo is not afraid.

Although the deceased was tortured to the point of being out of shape, his face was relatively peaceful and his body was complete without any defects. Therefore, from a professional point of view, it was not too difficult.

She bent down to touch the body of the deceased, wanting to see the stiffness of the body.But just as she stretched out her hand, there was a sound of exclamation behind her. She was startled by those people again, her fingers trembled, and she couldn't continue.

She didn't look back, but her back seemed to be pierced by countless sharp arrows, piercing straight into her heart.

Mi Guo felt confused at first, and then became angry. She didn't do anything bad, she just wanted to help the deceased old man put on clothes, so that the old man walked decently and naturally. Is there something wrong with that?
She puffed up her cheeks and exhaled, "Director Zhang, can you bring me a basin of warm water?"

Director Zhang was stunned for a moment, "Okay...Okay."

His younger brother was about to do it when he heard Migo's voice: "It would be even better if there were scissors and a comb."

What she asked for came quickly, including a pair of scissors and a comb.

When Director Zhang's younger brother asked her if she wanted to wear gloves, Mi Guo quickly waved her hand and refused.

According to the previous regulations of the school and the funeral home, she needs to bring a full set of protective equipment to touch the dead, but here is the countryside and it is late at night, so how can they find those professional protective equipment.

She is very clear about the old man's condition, it is not an infectious disease, nor a dangerous disease, and he just passed away, so she doesn't need to pay so much attention to it.

Miguo cleaned her hands first, then bent down, and gently rubbed the limbs and joints of the deceased with her fingers soaked in warm water, especially the stiff elbows and leg bends. She rubbed it many times.

Gradually, the stiff face and limbs of the deceased regained their flexibility, and the corpse spots on the face of the deceased also faded a lot.

I don't know when, those doubting voices can no longer be heard, and those sharp arrows and frost knives poking the spine can no longer be felt.

After Mi Guo, with the assistance of Director Zhang, dressed the deceased one by one in the 'five uppers and three lower garments' (five tops and three bottoms), she pointed to the messy hair of the deceased and said, "Trim it for comparison." nice."

In fact, at this moment, no one questioned Migo anymore.Like watching a fairy, they watched this little girl with a round face from the city turn decay into magic bit by bit, turning the impossible into possibility.

Director Zhang gratefully handed over the scissors, "It's up to you, Miguo, you can cut whatever you want."

"..."

Miguo is a bit embarrassing, what is casual cutting? Although she is not a professional hairdresser, she has learned haircutting techniques for a long time in school.Papa Mi's head has been her experimental field for the past few years.

She took the scissors, squatted on the ground, and skillfully cut the dead man's hair. She combed the dead man's hair neatly with a comb, then got up, looked at the peacefully dressed dead man, and let out a long breath of satisfaction. .

"Okay, Director Zhang, are you satisfied?"

Director Zhang is more than satisfied.

He and his relatives almost knelt down to thank Mi Guo.

Therefore, when Mi Guo and Ye Mei left the village, the Zhang family, big and small, had about [-] people, and they drove them all the way to the entrance of the village. See those dark figures. .

Ye Mei was completely convinced.

For Mi Guo, this ordinary intern who came to help temporarily, but inadvertently helped a lot, has a new understanding.

(End of this chapter)