1.2 million words, commemorate this special word count.

Thinking about the first time Lao Zang went out of the emergency department, the conditions were not good at that time, 120 was still a small bread, it seemed to be Changhe or Wuling, anyway, it was not very advanced, and it was like a small plane, fast and bumpy.

At that time, it was a wounded man who had been pierced in the chest by steel bar.

Lao Zang sat on 120 and galloped in the mountains, and the other party drove towards the hospital, and finally, he met him halfway.

I still often dream about that scene, and I can't forget it even now, just around the corner of a mountain col.

The workers didn't know how to rescue, the blood was gushing, Lao Zang was still a pink young man at that time, and he punched the bleeding place along the bone stubble, and his hands were pierced, but unfortunately, the wounded finally died in Lao Zang's arms.

This thing is really too profound, just like a brand, vividly imprinted in the heart.

Is it good to write, anyway, Lao Zang is desperately trying to write well, and the people who are gone, those who were once very familiar with the ID do not appear for a long time, Lao Zang feels uncomfortable, as if a colleague left for a big city again.

120, be hypocritical, don't laugh.

By the way, please order it all.,Don't jump.,I found out that everyone likes to jump off the chapters I cried and wrote.,In fact, shedding tears is good for the body and mind.,Really,Lao Zang doesn't lie to you!

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