Chapter 452

Hao Jun did not stop, but directly carried the man out. The doctors and nurses outside immediately carried the stretcher to meet him. The people carefully put the man on the stretcher. His head was always covered with black cloth.

Song ran didn't understand why he wanted to cover the black cloth. She seized the sleeve of commander Zhang in fear and asked tentatively, "for Why is he covered with black cloth? He Is he OK? "

Zhang Tuan patted her on the shoulder: "because Gu's time underground is too long, his eyes can't adapt to the glare of the sun, so first cover it with black cloth. He should be OK. You can rest assured."

Gu Jingxing over there has been transferred to the ambulance. After a while, Hao Jun runs over with sweat on his forehead and his eyes are shining. He says in a loud voice, "Zhang Tuan, sister-in-law, the doctor said that the vital signs of the deputy regiment are normal, but they are short of food and nutrition for a long time, and the fracture of the chest and right leg needs to be sent to the hospital for rescue."

Zhang Tuan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "good, good."

Song ran finally dared to cry. Song Xuan hugged her and cried, "elder sister, I'm scared to death. I'm really scared to death."

Song Xuan stroked her back: "it's OK, Xiao ran, it's OK. It's all over."

Song ran cried so much that song Xuan was distressed: "cry, cry, it will be OK after crying."

Song ran let out all the suffering and despair of these days by crying. These dark days have finally passed. Finally, she can feel the sunshine on her head like a normal person.

Good, good, the best word in the world is - false alarm.

Yes, the feeling of a false alarm really makes people feel lucky. The feeling of surviving the disaster makes her more and more cherish everything she has in front of her.

Ambulance ulaulauladi forward, Cheng Haidong in a side way: "sister-in-law, we take you to the hospital."

"Well, good."

Du Dapeng drives, Cheng Haidong co pilot, their sisters and Yang Haitao sit in the back seat.

Among the ruins, the army green military vehicles drove slowly along the winding mountain road.

The ambulance is not far from the sight, in the green eyes, that white has become the most stable color in her heart.

Thirty minutes later, at the hospital gate, people with black cloth on their eyes and oxygen masks on their mouths were rushed into the emergency room.

Song ran followed him in a hurry. She saw the army green kettle on his back. The softest part in her heart seemed to have been hit in half.

Is it the kettle she gave him that he has water to drink?

How lucky should I be?

Without that little pot of water, he would probably In other words, it must be impossible to survive the nearly seven days.

Song Ran's eyes were filled with tears. How lucky she was, she became the patron saint of Gu Jingxing.

That's great. That's great.

The stretcher bed was carried upstairs as fast as possible and into the emergency operating room.

Song ran was waiting outside the operating room. Soon, Zhang Tuan and some other cadres also came outside the operating room.

The crowd was staring at the door of the operating room, waiting for him to wake up.

The operation lasted for a long time. After four hours, the light in the operating room was finally turned off, and song Ran's heart went to his throat again.

The doctor and the nurse walked out of the operating room, took off the mask, and said to song ran, who was the head of the operation room: "are you a family member?"