The first helicopter took off again, with a refrigerated container containing plasma in the cabin, plus several large boxes of first-aid medicines, medical equipment and consumables.

The second helicopter landed immediately after the first class companion flew away, unloading a ton of multi-professional rescue equipment.

The two seriously injured who had undergone initial care were secured on stretchers and lifted onto the helicopter, where they were carried up to the two middle-aged white women who were carrying the little girl rescued from the rubble.

The two women are friends with each other, Americans, who had come to Baguio for tourism before and had no other companions, so they could leave with peace of mind.

As for the property......

The passports are all there, the bags are stuffed with them, and the rest of the things are still buried under the rubble like a mountain, and God knows when they will be dug up: if they can be dug up, according to international practice, the follow-up department here will naturally send them back to the two of them.

But even if it's gone, it's gone, it's fate, and nothing else is a thing.

In fact, there is not much of a problem if you don't have a passport, and in this case, the "U.S. Embassy that doesn't work out" can actually play a role, and if this can't be done, the United States will have to change its president in advance.

The little girl woke up in the middle of the night, at first frightened by the loss of her parents, but forgot the moment of the disaster.

I don't know if it's good or bad, because it's possible that the human brain is deliberately blocking the terrifying memory, at least from the child's reaction, just missing his parents, and the fear of unfamiliar surroundings and strangers.

The identity was also clarified a little: those local hotel employees who were lucky enough to survive and ran home, and luckily there were no dead people at home, came back last night.

No one was going to beat them up, so it was nice to think about coming back. There is one person who is in charge of the guest registration, and he has an impression of this child: the entire Hyatt Hotel, there is only one such Western child guest these days, and he is from the United States.

As for the name, I can't remember it, and the registration book is also in the ruins.

However, this is not a problem, the US Embassy in the Philippines has already sent people to squat at Clark Air Force Base, and naturally there is a way to find out the identity of the child from the flight registration and the entry and exit registration of the United States and the Philippines.

Not to mention that according to common sense, those Americans who have relatives and friends who are now in the Philippines and cannot be contacted will have blown up the phone of the US Foreign Department.

Two women, taking care of the children and playing, and temporarily taking care of the two seriously injured, are leaving.

Before the plane took off, Zhu Yuanxiao took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to the child who was tied with the woman with a safety rope, and said in not very standard English: "You must be obedient when you take the plane, and you can't move around!"

The child took the chocolate, but did not speak, and his eyes were a little empty.

Zhu Yuanxiao sighed in her heart, waved to the child, and retreated to leave.

It takes time to unload and load people, and the plane has just turned off its engines and started again.

The helicopter rose from the ground in the violent whirlwind, and Zhu Yuanxiao glanced at a tent not far away, and said in his heart: "Poor child." ”

The bodies of the child's great parents were dug up last night and are now in the tent that no one wants to come to.

The wounded are sent first, and as for the corpses......

Besides, I didn't have time to deal with it, so I told the pilot, and next time I came, I would send some body bags that should be available at Clark Air Force Base.

......

The first plane soon arrived at the training camp, and when the pilot turned off the engine, a man wearing a bloodstained surgical apron ran to the cockpit, with bloodshot eyes, and shouted at the pilot: "I'm a military doctor, six in all!"

Two brain injuries, I just did cranial decompression. Of the three chest and abdominal injuries, one of them should be immediately sent to the sterile operating room for chest and abdominal surgery again, and the remaining two should be cared for and transfused with blood.

One leg still has half a leg left, and you can't die with nursing and changing dressings on time.

Here's a rough indication of the situation, so don't get that Clark guys wrong!"

The older pilot's throat was not small, and he said loudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely tell you!"

What more do you want here?"

"I've called the Clark base, the next time you come over, you probably have to pull me over, it's best to have a good surgeon, in this way, Lao Tzu has to give himself stimulants to settle down."

Alright, that's it, I have two more unlucky eggs to deal with. ”

With that, Dr. Phelps gave the pilot a casual American salute, and before the other party could return the salute, he ran back.

He was right, he hadn't caught his breath since yesterday evening. The surgical apron was changed twice, and I almost forgot how many wounded I had already treated.

It's almost superhuman, and it seems that this state has to continue: all the living people in the village who can be dug up are rescued at dawn today.

But!

Wounded people were being sent from downtown Baguio, and Phelps felt that he still had to hold on, and it was unlikely that he would have time to rest before dark today.

And he felt like he should be able to last two or three hours at most, and then ......

Either use military stimulants, or go to rest and sleep, or you will not dare to continue to operate on the wounded: if the emergency doctor can't bear it himself, it will kill him!

The operation is not playing cards, standing and engrossed for more than fourteen or fifteen hours, it is already half a superman.

The second helicopter was only able to carry two wounded, not only because of the fact that the seriously wounded had been found earlier, which would have been basically in the camp, but also because of the space.

But this one is different, there are tools, standard US military stretchers, and simple special equipment in the camp.

The helicopter was originally equipped with canvas seats that could be quickly disassembled, and a few guys and co-pilots basically dismantled the seats after dividing them by two, leaving only the middle two under them.

In this way, the space on both sides of the Bell 205 is free, and then it can be hung like a train sleeper, with three stretchers on each side.

A medician and a contractor with a little medical experience also got on board the helicopter, along with six seriously wounded people who were fastened to stretchers with their heads facing the tail.

After a while, the wind will be strong, and I can't take care of it, so I put on an oxygen mask for each of them, and I guess I won't die, so I'll send it out.

Emergency rescue, that's all.

According to Phelps and the paramedics' estimates, if it weren't for them, the six wounded people lying in the plane would have been hanging, and even the guy who had already done the amputation would have died a long time ago.

It's luck to be able to pick up a life, how can there be so many requirements.

With plasma and the newly delivered saline, there is no need to organize blood donations from uninjured villagers, and as for the contractors: as long as the villagers don't donate a circle of blood, they can't donate blood.

They are rescuers who need to be in the best physical condition, not to donate blood at every turn: there is a shortage of people, and people with specialized skills are harder to find than the average person.

Smoke rises from the diesel stove in the camp's kitchen, and the cooks finally have time to cook.

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