Lin Shuang walked around the white Pomeranian tied next to the chest of drawers and went straight to the bed.

The thin old man curled up on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, and her breathing was shallow and short. Her arm dropped to the pillow, holding down a crumpled pill box.

There was a sudden commotion behind him.

"Woo... woof woof woof——"

The dog finally called for the savior and barked in grievance.

"I...I'll contact the people from the Social and Neighborhood Committee."

The property security guard sounded panicked.

"Call your family first. Is there any family here?"

The locksmith's loud voice was filled with anxiety.

"Room 702, Building 32, Phase 2, Yanshan Garden... He must have swallowed medicine and seems to be in a coma. There is a medicine box on the ground... His face, his face..."

Lin Shuang's eyes paid close attention to the old man's condition, and her ears discerned Xu Yanzhe's response to the 120 operator. Hearing his nervous tone and occasional hesitation, she supplemented him decisively and loudly: "The medicine is diazepam, and the patient is drowsy.

, the complexion is not too abnormal, and the breathing is relatively shallow!"

Lin Shuang quickly looked around and called to the locksmith: "Uncle, please give me a hand."

She had previously participated in the first aid training of the Provincial Red Cross Society and had some relevant knowledge. With the guidance of the hands-free 120 dispatcher, she soon joined forces with her uncle to provide temporary first aid to the unconscious elderly man.

After initially awakening the old man's consciousness, she turned to Xu Yanzhe, who was still on the phone, and asked him to find a replacement for the tongue depressor.

"Tongue depressor, tongue depressor..." The boy repeated the term nervously, rummaging through the box and pulling out a wooden stick.

"This, is this okay?" He stepped over the dog, which was still whimpering aggrievedly, and almost stumbled over the leash.

Lin Shuang lowered her head and looked at her palm. What Xu Yanzhe handed over was a tongue depressor. Before she could wonder why the family had such a medical device, she immediately followed the dispatcher's instructions and induced vomiting for the old man.

After inducing vomiting, the old man's eyes were half-opened and his consciousness still seemed not very clear. Lin Shuang and the unlocking uncle worked together to adjust her to a side-lying position to prevent her from getting stuck in the vomit and causing suffocation.

More than ten minutes later, the emergency personnel arrived and took the old man who had swallowed the medicine into the ambulance.

Lin Shuang stood in the corridor, said goodbye and thanked the unlocking uncle for his help, and watched the ambulance drive away from the community. His nervous heart relaxed.

"Huh..." She breathed a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to go back to the house to clean up the mess with Xu Yanzhe, she turned around and saw the property security guard from before running over from the elevator with sweat on his face.

"Come on, come on! The people from the neighborhood committee are here!"

Behind the security guard was Xiao Jiang, a community worker who was working with Lin Shuang on the elderly care project.

When Lin Shuang saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and then explained the situation to her in a concise and concise manner: how he found out that the old man was unconscious after taking medicine, how long the treatment took, the whereabouts of the old man, etc.

Xiao Jiang nodded in response and returned to room 702 with her.

Lin Shuang organized some debris that Xu Yanzhe brought out when he was looking for a tongue depressor, and then ordered his apprentice to clean up the dog food, paper towels, and bits of vomit scattered on the ground.

"Ouch - woof woof woof!"

Seemingly dissatisfied with them "invading" the owner's territory at will, the Pomeranian who had been quiet made several protests.

Lin Shuang smiled, leaned over and patted its little head. She felt more relaxed, and her tone became cheerful, and she gently comforted the little guy: "Don't worry, we just put them back where they were. We'll take care of them after we've packed them up."

You little hero!"

The dog seemed to really understand, and he crawled down obediently and lay quietly.

"Oh, you are so good!" Lin Shuang couldn't stop the smile from spreading on his face.

Influenced by her, Xiao Jiang, who had a tense expression at first, also laughed and complimented casually: "Wang Wang Wang is so good."

"Hey, is it called Wangwangwang?"

"Yes, the Chen family's mother asked last time if she could add Wangwangwang to her household registration, haha."

"Do you call her 'Chen's mother'?"

"Yes, we are used to calling her that. Her lover's surname was Chen, but he passed away many years ago and lived with his son."

Then, this family is a typical single-parent family or a principal family (Note 1).

Lin Shuang thought to himself, and kept moving his hands, sorting the scattered honorary certificates, folders, etc. according to size, and handed them to Xu Yanzhe next to him, who put them back in the chest drawer.

A piece of tissue paper fell from Xu Yanzhe's arm. She picked it up and handed it over again, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the somewhat broken handwriting on it.

"Excellent medical worker".

"Comrade Zheng Shuyi".

It turns out that "Chen's mother" is named Zheng Shuyi.

Lin Shuang asked Xiao Jiang: "Have you contacted her son?"

There was silence for a while.

She raised her head in confusion.

Xiaojiang's face was stiff, and his original helper's movements also stopped, looking a little embarrassed.

Lin Shuang guessed that it might be because of the special situation of the elderly - an overdose of diazepam drugs, which looked like a deliberate suicide. As a community worker, Xiao Jiang would inevitably be worried if something like this happened to residents in his jurisdiction.

Why did this old man named "Zheng Shuyi" commit suicide?

At this moment, Lin Shuang was in the bedroom of the person who committed suicide. As far as he could see, although it was slightly messy due to a first aid, there were beautifully trimmed potted flowers on the window sill, the shiny waxed floor under his feet, and neatly hung decorations on the wall.

The paintings...all show that the old lady should be a person with a great sense of life.

The inner page of the "Certificate of Honor" that she had accidentally glimpsed flashed before her eyes.

Zheng Shuyi was not registered as an elderly person with special needs by the community. She should be in good health and live a safe life. So, what kind of blow did she suffer that made this clean, respectable, outstanding and motivated elderly person choose to commit suicide?

Lin Shuang thought about it and said: "If our social work agency needs to intervene in the crisis..."

"No, the situation of Chen's mother..." Xiao Jiang interrupted her hesitantly, "It's a bit special."

Seeing how embarrassed she was, Lin Shuang did not ask immediately, but said considerately: "If you need support, just contact me at any time!"

As the executive of the Yanshan Community Elderly Care Project, she will definitely take the service recipients entrusted by the community seriously.

After leaving Zheng Shuyi's home, Xiao Jiang received a call from her work unit and said goodbye to the work. Lin Shuang and Xu Yanzhe went upstairs to 802 to explain the situation. Of course, she omitted the speculation about Zheng Shuyi's suicide and only talked about 702.

The head of the household is at home. Something happened. The Pomeranian raised at home is asking for help for the owner. The dog will be temporarily fostered in a pet shop and will no longer disturb the neighbors by barking.

The woman was silent for a moment and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't have a good attitude just now..."

"It doesn't matter, we understand!" Lin Shuang said in a brisk tone.

The young mother's expression also relaxed, and she asked with concern: "...Is that aunt okay?"

"120 has picked up the old man and is undergoing follow-up treatment." Lin Shuang said, "Thank you for finding that the dog barked abnormally this time."

The woman sighed: "Auntie seems to be in good health. Could it be that her son is angry with her and is sick?"

Lin Shuang keenly captured the message in her words, "Is it possible that aunt is angry with her son?"

"We usually meet and say hello occasionally in the community, and the aunt is quite polite. But one time I took the baby for a walk, and I met her and her son downstairs, and they had a fierce quarrel about something. Then she

The son left the old man in the corridor and ran away. The aunt was sitting there alone with her dog, looking very sad." The guilt on the young mother's face deepened, "Her dog is usually very well-behaved.

Not much barking. I should have thought something might have happened..."

"It was discovered in time." Lin Shuang comforted her with a smile, raised her hand to say goodbye, and reminded her by the way, "Take good care of the baby. There will be a typhoon the day after tomorrow. Make sure to close the balcony doors and windows..."

By the time she and Xu Yanzhe walked into the corridor surrounded by bougainvillea downstairs, many residents were already enjoying the evening cool inside.

They seemed to have heard that someone in Building 32 was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment, and they were discussing it together.

"Why did you suddenly faint at home?"

"Fortunately, someone rescued me in time..."

"Are they those two young men in red vests?"

"Yes, the security guard said he was a social worker who came to inform the elderly about typhoon precautions."

At this moment, the people they were talking about, Lin Shuang and Xu Yanzhe, who had taken off their "red vests", were walking calmly through the corridor.

Lin Shuang's ears discerned the lively discussions among the residents. It seemed that the property security guard's explanation for the 702 incident was that "the head of the household fainted at home."

"Sure enough, at the critical moment, my son has no volunteers to rely on."

"The son of that family was unreliable... Maybe Mother Chen fainted because of her son's anger."

"Oh, I agree with this. If my son neglects his job like this, I would be so angry that I would get sick!"

"That is to say, the kind of unfilial old people who live with their old age and do nothing all day long, who can't be upset..."

He is usually in good health. He had a fierce argument with his son. His son must have been a very bad person, so bad that the neighbors suspected that the reason for "fainting" was related to him...

Lin Shuang concentrated on sorting out the information about Zheng Shuyi in her mind. The clean and bright room in 702 and various honorary certificates of the old man appeared in front of her eyes. Her brows involuntarily furrowed. It was hard to imagine that the old lady's child would be like this in the neighborhood.

Notorious.

If the community seeks help from "Love Together" for Zheng Shuyi's case, where should they start? Lin Shuang turned to the young apprentice who had been silent for a long time beside him, wanting to ask for his opinion.

"Yanzhe."

"Yanzhe?"
To be continued...