Xiaobing looked at them and said, "see, don't make trouble here. There will be a group of disaster stricken people to be sent away in a short time. Follow them."

"Well, I'd like to ask if you have a chief named chuluoni on your side." An Xinyue suddenly asked, because she came to look around, did not see Chu Luo muddy figure.

"Team Chu? Do you know team Chu The soldier's eyes brightened a little. Chu Luoni was a mythical figure in the whole military region. Although he was just over 20 years old, it was said that he broke the record that his father had kept in the army for 30 years. "But Chu team is not here. Who are you

"No?" Chuluo a reaction some extreme, "no, my mother said my brother is here."

"You are Chu's sister?" Xiaobing heard her last words, and finally lost her seriousness. "Team Chu is really not here. This morning, he led the team to the back of the village, where the disaster is more serious. Several families are trapped in it, and the lifeboat can't get in. Team Chu took people there to save people."

An Xinyue's heart missed several beats, and the lifeboat couldn't get in. How serious is that?

But how do they get in? It's all floods.

"This is really not the place where you stay. Let's go. More and more people are sick recently. I think the plague is going to break out."

Plague?

An Xinyue is more and more nervous, but she tells herself again and again that she can't be nervous.

"I can stay. I study psychology, and I can help you pacify the victims." An Xinyue heard Xiaobing's words, more determined to stay, otherwise she will be more uneasy.

Chuluo scratched her head, just as she could find material. This shocking picture was enough for her to draw for a long time.

Flood, plague, really let the villagers have begun to be angry, the soldier has not spoken, an Xinyue has turned into the treatment tent.

Chuluo thought that although an Xinyue was weak, it was this kind of woman. Once she was stubborn, no one could make sense.

Small soldiers let them pay attention to safety, they joined the ranks of rescue.

The tent is not big and there are many people, so the taste is not pungent.

An Xinyue decides to start with a crying child and soothe her in a low voice. Chuluo has learned some basic things about treatment with Shui Anluo, so it can help.

"When will the rainstorm stop? Our home is completely gone --"

"God, it's going to take our lives --"

"comrade of the people's Liberation Army, where's my son, where's my son --"

"

Cry, cry rushed to the desperate tent.

There are people who have been rescued outside who are constantly sent in. Chuluo looks at the embarrassed woman, almost lying at the door, looking at everyone who comes in, hoping that her son can be sent in next time.

There are old people whining about their cattle and sheep, and some people crying about their lost family

This is the despair brought by the disaster, the despair without any resistance.

"The dressing technique is quite skilled." Dr. Zhao's temper is better at last.

"My mother is a doctor." Chuluo said, watching the bandaged people being carried down, and looking around.

"Natural and man-made disasters, the cruelest experience of mankind, are like this." Dr. Zhao said, and continued to lower his head to treat another person who was carried up. His leg was cut with a huge incision. The appearance of skin and flesh split makes people feel trembling.

"The back mountain collapses. The back mountain collapses." Someone was shouting outside.

An Xinyue suddenly raised her head, and her pretty eyebrows were filled with fear at this moment. Back mountain, where he was.

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