v2 Chapter 1281： Uncle, don't cry

Chapter 1281 Uncle, don’t cry

A large number of machinery entered the collapse, and the original hard rock was removed and buried in large chunks like tofu.

Hua Guo 08 can be called an infrastructure madness when it is built after 08, and there is not much difficulty for this kind of landslide of a small mountain road. In the 13th inning, while playing the channel, it easily widened the original two-way single-lane into a two-way four-lane.

Like a simple long-legged girl with ice cream, the small mouth is closed, the chocolate shell is gone, and the cream is left.

I don’t know where the various materials came from.

A line of cars lined up. From tents to bottled water, from clothing to food, and even children’s milk powder, they have pulled a few carts. Continuously, it is estimated that the convoy can queue up to the tea from here.

Each team has its own organization, except that the red scarf is not allowed to come, everyone who can be named is here.

Even the March 8th Red-Banner Squad from the Tea Carpet Factory is here!

Really,

If there were such forces back then, the three rivers of China would not be so difficult.

Don’t let the Chinese become popular. Once it becomes a trend, it will be surging like stars igniting.

It’s not very clear how foreign history books describe China, but the history of China from the beginning to the end, it feels like a huge giant with great power, but it’s so much that I fell in love with my mouth, I like to use my mouth. Make sense.

When they are developed, they live in harmony with the surrounding areas. When they are poor, they are often bullied by small countries. No matter how you look at it, how do you feel that this country is polite.

But, do the Huns around China think that Europe is more suitable for milking cows (a)?

In fact, Hua Guo and Ouyang look very much alike.

Obviously there is a tiger hidden in the bones, but I have to make myself look like a lady. Looking at the flowers of the director of the nursing department, she also made a row of cactus **** in the office. To be honest, there is a stall in front of the hospital selling flowers. They are all sold instead of succulent!

Ming Ming a large rescue plane, a muscular man, a rouge that was picked up by Ouyang.

Really,

Thinking about it, I think it’s too special.

Ouyang are both junior players, and they were even more impressive back then.

It was said that there were three soldiers, only three, and then attacked an artillery battalion of the third brother. That’s fine. I didn’t know but thought it was three brains, but the other battalion dropped the artillery and fled. Up.

Then, when the war is over, let these three guys give a report. They are also sincere, what they say.

"The enemy, instead of surrendering, dare to fight back at me!"

This is what the Pang Xingguo hero trio reported to their superiors afterwards! Especially novels dare not write like this.

So, don’t let the Chinese people get up. As long as you can stand up, this country will surely be able to bear all the grief and pain, and then stride forward.

Fleet, organized crowd. A team with various flags.

Really, looking at this group of people, it is obviously raining on the body, but in the throat it is like a suffocating donkey!

...

"Dear viewers, the latest news. At present, the Jinzhi disaster area that affects people's hearts throughout the country has already been entered by rescue teams.

After a certain paratrooper group in our country first entered, the Chasu Hospital organized young and strong technical leaders to form a strong rescue and treatment team. They were not afraid of hardships and difficulties, faced with the aftershocks that occurred from time to time, and faced the mountains. Rolling rocks.

Because of the support of faith and the entrustment of the people of the motherland, after the road collapsed, they entered the river course at the barrier lake that could break at any time, bypassed the collapse, and entered the disaster area in the shortest time.

Everyone, please read the short message from the frontline of the disaster area! "

On the TV, a small edited video appeared.

The first thing that came into the eyes of the audience was Ouyang standing on the roof of the car, Ouyang standing on the roof under heavy rain, with a petite body standing on the roof, and the gray-haired girl holding a megaphone, directing a rescue team of tens of thousands of people.

How do you think it makes people feel pathetic but tragic. Some people who are easily emotional will already have tears in their eyes when they look at the picture.

Immediately afterwards, what appeared was Zhang Fan's half body protruding from the car window, leading the luxury convoy and rushing into the river like a bison.

Then appeared again. The soldier charged with the nurse with a face of rain and bursting muscles.

Really, it's like a battlefield.

The picture flashed, and the group of Chinese helicopters was as dark as a cloud. Even the heavy rain felt a lot lighter, and the group of aircraft flew by.

Really, this is more inspiring than any blockbuster movie.

"The motherland is really strong." Ms. Zeng, who was waiting in the tea plant, ignored her makeup and watched the news with tears on her face. She didn't know whether she was happy or wronged. She didn't know what it was for. Looking at the picture, she didn't know in her heart. Why a kind of regret suddenly appeared vaguely. Sorry to not be able to participate!

The last picture is that when the large machinery enters, the soldiers put down their shovel, and under the leadership of the regiment commander, they rushed into the river and rushed to the disaster area.

What is cohesion? This is cohesion.

"What can I do for the people of Jinzhi?" For a while, the mayor's hotline in Bird City was blown up.

Money, materials, all kinds, people all over the country are enthusiastic.

When the news was released, everyone was originally worried, but their anxiety was slightly calmed down.

Because everyone is not afraid.

In the disaster area, it is Zhang Fan and the others who are really tested.

At this time, racing against time is really not a slogan.

"Quick, doctor, there is a kid here!"

Under a large stone slab, it is obvious that a young couple can be seen clinging to each other. The body has been smashed into flesh and blood by stones. Men and women can only be distinguished from the color of the clothes. But under the two bodies, where is a good baby protected by two torsos crying.

Maybe I can’t suck**, maybe because the weather is getting cold, the child starts to cry.

In a ruined wall, this cry cut the hearts of the soldiers like a knife.

Xue Fei rolled over, carrying the first aid kit and ran over. The road is really not easy to walk, if the road to the disaster area can be called a road.

And here, you can only use your hands and feet together.

Holding the baby, Xue Fei untied the clothes and tucked the baby directly under his clothes.

"Milk powder, 60 ml, add a little glucose sugar, the child is a little dehydrated."

On the other side, facing a teenager under the big rock, Zhang Fan's scalp was numb.

"Come on, brothers, let's try again. We can't just let the child lose her legs! Come on!" A group of guys roared, their faces full of veins, their mouths widened, and roaring.

Zhang Fan lay on the edge of the stone, while giving the child anesthetic, while opening the vein.

"Uncle, are you Jiefangjun? Woo! Woo! Woo! Abba and Ama were crushed inside. When the house was shaking, Ama pushed me out, but they couldn't get out, uncle, you guys It’s okay to save Aba and Ama, you are Jiefangjun, you will definitely be able to save them. Uncle, please."

The child whose legs were crushed by the stone looked at Zhang Fan, and prayed to Zhang Fan in a weak voice.

To be honest, Zhang Fan has almost never shed tears since the first life he took away in those days and after the policeman.

In the medical industry, tears are the most useless. Crying can't cry the wounded!

But, today

Zhang Fan was crying.

He doesn’t know how to tell the child, he doesn’t know how to tell the child.

He can only go all out, he can only do his best to keep the child's legs.

The child has lost his father and mother, but he must not be without these legs.

With a roar of anger, the dozens of men finally lifted the stone. Zhang Fan immediately slid his hands under the stone slab that would fall at any time, and under the child's long unconscious legs.

Push hard, push hard again. Try to get all the tissues of the child's lower limbs out completely.

"Okay!" Zhang Fan, with tears on his face, roared when he carried the child out from under the stone slab.

Then, the nurse gave Zhang Fan a quick injection of cardiotonic drugs while helping Zhang Fan run to the emergency operating room for the child.

I don’t know if it was the child who told Zhang Fan of his hope, or after seeing Jiefangjun, the child finally relaxed.

The child who was hanging in a sigh of relief had a collapsed drop in blood pressure.

I obviously want to open my eyes to look at this uncle, but I just want to sleep.

It's as if I can see my own abbey and grandmother in my dream.

Dropping!

Perhaps there is no pain in my sleep, no pain in my heart when a rock falls.

You can still hear my grandmother's shout in my sleep: "Yaoer, run, run, run out! You have to run out!"

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, open your eyes!" Zhang Fangao lowered his foot, and the pain of the stone piercing his leg couldn't reach his brain.

He wants to keep this child alive now, and wants this child to grow up healthy.

"Uncle, don't cry!" His eyelids opened slightly, and the child gave a soft cry when he looked at the uncle. The little hand was weak and wanted to wipe Zhang Fan's tears, but the child who was losing blood was in shock, how could he raise such a heavy arm!

Dry lips, pursed lips, and the trembling cry, just like the wailing of a cub.

The heart of Zhang Fan who listened to it was broken.

"Uncle doesn't cry, uncle doesn't cry, and you can't sleep, what's your name, open your eyes, please, open your eyes, the operating room will be here soon, don't sleep the baby!

Hurry up, Lao Gao, hurry up, open the door of the operating room! "

Really, Zhang Fan was crazy, so he ran.

A road of tens of meters is as long as a century.

"Quick, boost! Stop bleeding. Prepare for surgery."

Entering the emergency operating room, Zhang Fan wiped away his tears, quickly took off his muddy clothes, put on hand wash clothes, and put on surgical gowns.

No matter what happens today, just don’t cry for this uncle!

Surgical lamp, light up!

Cardiotonic, plasma, and four venous accesses are all open.

"Stop bleeding! Debridement, Wang Yanan's left leg, my right leg! You are responsible for the boost!" Zhang Fan gave orders to Wang Yanan and the anesthesiologist.

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Bird City, hospitals in various provinces have ruled out the gathering of elite soldiers and generals in Bird City.

(End of this chapter)