At the beginning of the fire scene, I was rescuing people, and I was broadcast live as a firefighter

Waiting for Li Xiao to approach, Liang Yuqin looked up and down.

Seeing a large circle of bandages tied to Li Xiao's hands, a distressed expression appeared on his face.

However, the bandage was new, and the blood stains on it were also bright red, so she immediately judged it.

The injury to his arm should be the reason why his son couldn't pick them up.

She asked with concern:

"Does it hurt?"

Liang Yuqin did not ask what happened in the morning.

I didn't blame my son for being so careless and so seriously injured.

For a mother, the most important thing is her son's physical condition.

Li Xiao moved his arm with a smile and shook his head:

"It's no problem at all, it doesn't hurt at all." "

It's the staff in the service area who helped me do the bandaging, so it looks a little exaggerated.

As he spoke, his fingers deftly untied the bow of the bandage.

Liang Yueqin wanted to stop herself, her son's reckless move, but was blocked by Li Xiao.

Soon, the injured arm was displayed in front of Yang Yuqin's eyes.

I saw that the wound was really the same as my son said, although the length was relatively long, the depth of the wound was very shallow.

Liang Yuqin also put her mind at ease, and immediately blamed the staff in the service area.

His son's wound was so small that it was wrapped like a dumpling, which really scared people to death.

Seeing his wounds, Li Xiao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my recovery ability is good, otherwise I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with the entry gate.

Liang Yuqin helped her son throw a large bundle of bandages into the trash.

Holding his son's hand, he walked towards the house, reminding him as he walked:

"Wait a minute, be smart, your father is angry." "

But what do you say you are not good at graduating, what kind of firefighter

do you want to be?" "Can you do such a dangerous

job?" "If you want me to say, with the level that you can contribute to our magazine in high school, is it comfortable to be a professional writer, or get a job as an editor-in-chief?" "If

you don't want to write all the time, like your dad, become a professional manager, or a fund manager, and you can be financially free in seven or eight years."

"If you love exciting sports, you can fly a glider or go skiing in the future.

"Even if you don't like it all and want to play around, that's fine.

"With your father's net worth and me, as long as you don't get involved in drugs and gambling, you can't spend it all. Hearing

her mother's gentle voice in her ear, Li Xiao felt a little guilty.

However, considering that he has to go back, and returning to the original plane, the kindness value required is not a small amount.

If he wasn't a firefighter, he really wouldn't know how to accumulate 100,000 kindness points.

Maybe if you change careers to become a surgeon, you may earn kindness points faster.

However, whether it is the original plane or this plane, my understanding of surgery is very limited.

It can only be said that nine out of ten tricks are understood, and none of them are understood.

Besides, the system on his body is a firefighter system, not the strongest doctor system.

If you really forcibly change careers to become a doctor, the role that the system can help you with is indeed not as big as it is now.

After thinking about it, Li Xiao came to the living room with her mother.

At this time, Li Weiguo was holding a brush and writing a piece of rice paper.

didn't seem to notice that Li Xiao and Liang Yuqin had already entered the room.

However, after all, Li Xiao had practiced calligraphy and Chinese painting for a few years when

he was a child, and he could see at a glance that his father's mood was not calm.

Because many Chinese characters have long been gone, the original strokes should be.

A hundred-word poem appeared on the rice paper sprinkled with gold dust.

Seeing that his father finally finished writing a word, Li Xiao immediately applauded next to him:

"Dad, your thin gold body is really getting better and better, and you have a bit of Song Huizong's demeanor."

"If I hadn't watched you write, I would have thought it was the work of a famous calligrapher.

Li Weiguo couldn't help but roll his eyes when he listened to his son's shameless boasting.

What level he himself is, he himself knows very well.

At my own level, don't say anything about calligraphers.

Even if he is a member of his own National Calligraphy Association, he bought it with money.

At his own level, that is, to blend into the association to appreciate other people's calligraphy.

If you really let yourself write, it can only be laughing and generous.

He waved his hand angrily, crumpled up the turmoil he had just written, and threw it into the wastepaper basket next to him.

Seeing his move, Li Xiao knew that his father's anger was not ordinary.

Yang Yuqin hurriedly walked behind her husband and put her slender fingers on his shoulder.

She helped her husband press his shoulder:

"Okay, okay, I haven't seen each other in the past few months

, and when we meet, we are so angry?" "Can't the two fathers and sons sit down and talk properly?"

Li Weiguo sneered, although his face was still very dissatisfied.

However, under the persuasion of his wife, he still barely suppressed his anger.

"I want to talk well, too, but don't you know what your precious son did?"

"Secretly sign up to be a firefighter, forget it!" "

You watched some of the live videos that Xiao Sun sent you with me." "

Jumping from a building with more than a dozen floors

?" "Walking around next to a truck that is leaking concentrated sulfuric acid?"

"A few people dare to rush into such a serious fire. "

And on the Fire Refining Tree Building, there are no safety measures, so you dare to jump down to save the girl who committed suicide

?" "Also, do you feel that your body is made of iron, and you bear the weight of 3 people with your bare hands in the elevator shaft?"

"Fortunately, this morning's this, as the mother of the child, people are unwilling to save it, you just want to be strong

?" "Tell me, which thing you did was not dangerous?" Hearing

his father's words, Li Xiao's face became a little embarrassed.

And Liang Yuqin, who listened to Li Weiguo's words, slowly slowed down the movements in her hands.

She gently patted her husband on the shoulder, signaling that his blackface mission was complete.

Then he turned around and said calmly to Li Xiao:

"What your father said is not unreasonable, this firefighter is really too dangerous."

"Watching the clips of your live broadcast, it makes your mother's heart beat a little faster.

"It's not like you don't know, my heart has always been bad.

"If you really become a firefighter, I will be scared all day long, my heart is ......"

The corners of Li Xiao's mouth couldn't help twitching, his parents sang red face and white face, and they did cooperate quite tacitly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the original plane, he had rich social experience.

I'm afraid that I was really knocked to the ground by this perfectly coordinated combination of punches, and I had no power to fight back.

However, now he is still him, but not quite him.

Looking at the faint confidence on his parents' faces, his mind raced.