If all the passengers on the bus were wearing seat belts, the damage caused by this accident should be much smaller.

Unfortunately, most people don't wear seatbelts when they take buses.

There are no ifs in the real world, and there is no chance to start again in life.

All the passengers in the carriage were thrown to the side, and many people had already flown out of their seats when the bus was crossing, and they were completely uncontrollable when they rolled over, like glass balls in an iron box, and were even thrown out of the window.

In the space that Xiang Kun supported with his body, the little boy was not injured by collision or squeezing, nor was he pressed by others, except for being frightened and shaking a little dizzy, his physical condition should be fine.

After the bus stopped, Xiang Kun did not force himself up from under the two passengers, for fear of injuring them - in fact, when he rolled over, he deliberately moved there to keep them pressed, which was also to help them alleviate some of the damage caused by the impact.

Xiang Kun first helped one of them move, then slowly propped himself up, and then helped the other passenger move away so that the little boy could get up.

"My leg, my leg seems to be broken!!"

"Help me, who's going to help me!"

"I ...... I'm going to be out of breath......"

"Help~~~~"

"Ahhh......hh

At first, there were screams of panic and fear, and then there were all kinds of cries for help and wails.

Several passengers were thrown out of the way when the bus braked and lost their intuition; when the passenger sitting on the overturned side of the car was hit not only by one side but also by the other passengers in the car and by the fall of the salute, and by the inertia of the car to the roof of the car; the collision between people, between people and cars, and between people and luggage caused a lot of injuries; and the broken window glass was shot in all directions, which was also a terrifying "murder weapon."

After Xiang Kun got up, he made sure that he had not suffered a fracture or other trauma, and then went to open the two emergency escape windows on the roof of the car—now the two doors of the bus were facing the ground.

He first hugged the little boy he was guarding, let him out of the emergency escape window, and then rolled out as well, carrying him to a safe area on the side of the road.

It's still on the highway here, and Xiang Kun can't guarantee that the cars driving behind him can maintain their attention, and there will be no secondary collisions, so he doesn't dare to let the little boy get too close.

Although the little boy did not see any injuries on his body, he seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened, and he could not say a word.

Xiang Kun didn't care about communicating with him now, and after climbing over the roadside barrier and putting him in a safe area, he was ready to return and continue to help others.

Feeling the hem of his clothes being pulled, Xiang Kun stopped and turned around, and saw that the little boy seemed to have finally come to his senses, pulling him and whispering, "Dad......"

"Huh?" Xiang Kun was a little confused, but then realized that he was asking himself to help him find his father, and before on the bus, the little boy was sitting with a somewhat thin man, which was probably his father.

"You stay here, don't move, I'll go back and save your father. Xiang Kun held his shoulders and said solemnly.

Xiang Kun climbed over the guardrail again and returned to the emergency lane of the highway.

Just now, after the pair of oncoming cars broke through the middle barrier and brought to this lane, the body has disintegrated, and it is miserable.

Not only was Xiang Kun and his bus affected, but several other vehicles were affected, either directly hit, or in a car accident to escape, and at least eight vehicles were paralyzed on the road.

On the emergency lane, many vehicles coming from the rear were also parked, and some people inside also got out of the car and called the police to help at the same time.

Xiang Kun did not immediately return to the bus, but walked over quickly, found two private cars and asked for the warning signs in their trunks, ran more than 200 meters to place them, and reminded and warned the vehicles behind to avoid a second or even third accident.

Xiang Kun then returned to the side of the bus, helped a passenger out of the emergency window, and asked those who came to help from the emergency vehicle parking lane to take him to the side of the road.

Xiang Kun turned over and entered the car again, the situation in the car was very tragic, he switched to the infrared thermal imaging vision mode, quickly established a cognitive model, and judged the injuries of the passengers in the car.

There were a lot of people asking him for help, and the people who were close and pressed next to him even reached out to pull him.

Xiang Kun told them that they had called the police, called an ambulance, and someone would come to help them immediately, so that they should not be in a hurry, and began to act according to the plan calculated in their minds.

He first helped those who were not very seriously injured, but were stuck in some places and could not move, and carefully left through the emergency window without causing secondary injuries to other injured people in the vicinity.

As for those who were seriously injured, even though they screamed miserably and kept asking for help, Xiang Kun only comforted them with words and did not move them. He had just observed that the car would not catch fire or explode, and he could wait for professional medical personnel to come to first aid.

Xiang Kun also found the thin man he remembered sitting with the little boy, but just by looking at it, he knew that the man was dead.

After helping a few passengers who were still able to move leave, Xiang Kun also got out of the bus and went to help someone lift an SUV that had crashed into the roadside guardrail, so that people could rescue the female passenger who was stuck inside.

Because there were several people helping to carry the car, he didn't have to scruple when he contributed.

When he faintly heard the sound of ambulances and police cars, Xiang Kuncai stopped the rescue and help everywhere, carried his backpack, and stood next to the little boy who was still a little confused.

But for his whispering request to find his father, Xiang Kun didn't know how to answer, and in his cognitive model, he couldn't find the most suitable answer that would not affect the child's psychology, so he could only be silent.

Fortunately, the little boy didn't continue to make noise, just stood next to Xiang Kun, looking at the bus that overturned on its side.

Traffic police, first aid, and fire fighters have all arrived, and they are dealing with the scene in an emergency, treating the wounded, and sorting out the traffic.

Xiang Kun quickly observed the people who came to the rescue, then selected a female medical officer, walked over to hand the little boy to her, and told her that the boy's parents were still in the bus.

The medic saw that there was blood on his body and asked, "You are also a passenger on that bus, come and check it out and see where you are hurt?"

"No, I'm fine, I'm lucky, I wasn't hurt, the blood was someone else's. Xiang Kun naturally refused.

But when he was about to go to the side, he found that the hem of his clothes was pulled again, and the little boy looked up at him with his head tilted and stared, and did not speak, but he could clearly feel the fear in his eyes.

The medical staff looked at Xiang Kun and said, "You accompany him here, I still have to go over there to help, I guess I can't take care of him, wait for his parents to rescue him, see if the family who contacted him come, and you can take our car with him to the city in a while." ”

Xiang Kun had no choice but to squat on the side of the ambulance with the little boy, and he could feel that the little boy now had an inexplicable trust in him, probably because he recalled the previous situation when he was protected by him when the car accident happened.

When he saw a child of this age, he thought of Liu Shiling, so he took out a five-dime coin from his body and put it in the palm of the little boy's hand.

"Do you know what this is?" Xiang Kun pointed to the coin in the palm of the little boy's hand.

"Money. The little boy whispered, somewhat bewildered.

"Where's the pattern on this?"

With the help of the lights in the car next to him, the little boy looked at it for a while, and then whispered, "Pentagram." ”

"This is the national emblem, and it is on the hats of the police uncle and the PLA uncle. You just hold it, you can think of them, and then you won't be afraid. Xiang Kun said with a serious expression, and then helped the little boy hold the coin in his hand.

He now actually hopes that he can use the ability of "emotional assimilation" to make the injured and staff around him no longer afraid and calm down.

It's a pity that he can't get into that emotion now, and he doesn't have a suitable emotional carrier on him.