204 Which is more important, political performance or saving people?
Wu Shan said to the person in charge of the rescue: "You say hello to everyone, if you meet someone named Meng Junyao, notify me immediately, it is him." β
The person in charge of the rescue took a dozen photos.
The president eventually sent a young official from the Ministry of Health to the disaster area in his place.
Originally, he planned to send another older official, but he didn't expect the official to reply: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, I accidentally sprained my knee while playing golf a few days ago, and I have been lying in bed for a few days, and I am still limping when I walk!"
Hao Zhiguo's nose is almost out of breath, and he won't make up a fresh excuse for lying, just learn from Lao Tzu!
That's why he replaced this young official who was eager to improve his political performance.
However, this person didn't have much intersection with Wushan, and after a warm greeting, he found that Wushan didn't pay much attention to him, so he didn't say much, and they took planes separately.
After getting off the plane and arriving at the rescue headquarters, they went their separate ways.
I have seen the incomparably prosperous Wushan in the world, but I have never seen such a scene - from mid-air to after landing, blood, tears, crying, scattered limbs, broken walls, these are intertwined into a breathless nightmare!
For low-level artificial intelligence, imagination does not exist, they only have cold data input and output, and they will not deviate from the routine and have no imagination.
For example, if you ask a low-level AI to bottle soy sauce, then it will take the nearest path to the commissary or supermarket, buy the soy sauce as quickly as possible, and then turn it back, and it will not have any strange ideas in the middle.
But if you let a big living person make soy sauce, then there are more possibilities.
He may have met an acquaintance Kan Dashan on the road, or he may have been attracted by a wonderful chess game in half a game, or he may have been stopped by "This is our company's latest product to learn about it", and of course, he may have been too excited to talk to a beautiful woman and forgot to play soy sauce.
Wushan's situation is different from ordinary artificial intelligence, he is using the consciousness of Wushan's real body implanted on the chip, coupled with the guidance of Xiaobai and others, so his cognition has developed super fast, and he has also developed a certain amount of imagination, but imagination is still his weakness in general.
In any case, the situation in the disaster area is far beyond Wushan's imagination.
He was an eight-foot man, and he felt the urge to burst into tears, but he still held it backβat least he thought he was holding it back, but in fact he didn't have tears at all.
The tear gland, which has not yet reached the level of learning technology, has not been installed on him.
The place where they got off the helicopter in Wushan was the largest resettlement site for the wounded in the city.
There are tents and mats set up in the huge square, and many medical staff are busy in a race against time.
Due to the hot weather, there is an indescribable smell in the air.
Guang Hansuo frowned, put on the mask for the first time, and persuaded Wushan to wear it too, but Wushan felt that it was not necessary.
The two of them saw a large number of people gathered under the collapsed building not far away, as if they were rescuing.
Wushan pulled his legs and ran there, but Guang Hansuo couldn't stop him, so he had to follow closely.
When I got to the front, it turned out that the trapped survivors had been found under the rubble, but the floor slab that was holding down the exit was too heavy for several people to lift together.
Wu Shan didn't say a word, rolled up his sleeves and was about to help.
Guang Hansuo was afraid that the boss would lose, but he didn't dare to stop it, because if he blocked it at this moment, Mr. Wu would definitely be furious and question his character, because Mr. Wu resisted all inhumane acts that obstructed the rescue.
Guang Hansuo had no choice, so he had to help lift the floor slab himself.
At this time, everyone else is disgraced, but Wushan and Guanghansuo are very clean. However, it can't be considered glamorous, because Wushan specially wears dark sportswear that is convenient for movement.
Some people looked at Wushan twice, but felt that it could not be the richest man, so they continued to concentrate on lifting the floor slab.
However, even with the addition of the two "Hercules", the heavy cement slab still did not move, and the people below were getting weaker and weaker.
Wu Shan: "Water, do you have water? give her water first!"
Someone handed a bottle of mineral water, and Wu Shan unscrewed the lid and carefully stuffed it into the gap to the other party.
Fortunately, the woman below was breathing smoothly and conscious, but her lower body couldn't move.
Wu Shan suddenly thought of something again, and ordered Guang Hansuo to quickly go to the helicopter to get something.
Although Guang Hansuo didn't want to leave his side, he didn't dare to ink, so he had to go back quickly.
"Let's go!"
Guang Hansuo shouted loudly, only to see him bring a pillow-sized shriveled air cushion and try to stuff it into the gap under the floor slab.
None of the people present were professional rescuers, and they didn't know exactly what he was going to do, but their arms were tired, and they pinned a glimmer of hope on this young man.
I saw Guanghan lock the air cushion and calmly inflate it with the attached gas cylinder, and everyone watched the air cushion bulge a little bit, and the floor moved up slightly. I didn't expect this little thing to have such a lot of support!
When the Guanghan lock added 8 atmospheres of pressure to it, the small air cushion miraculously propped up the floor slabs that several adults couldn't lift, and the space was enough for an adult to go in and out!
The crowd cheered.
They don't know that this small air cushion can support a maximum of dozens of tons of weight, which is also one of the rescue artifacts brought by Wushan this time, and it is visually estimated that this thing will soon become a new Internet celebrity.
Wushan beckoned rescuers to come over and quickly launched rescue ......
Only then did he leave with peace of mind, and Guang Hansuo was temporarily relieved.
After walking a few steps into the square, they saw a blood donation station, saying that there were countless injured people and that the blood bank was seriously empty.
Wushan rolled up his sleeves as he walked there.
Guang Hansuo, who was following him closely, immediately stopped: "Mr. Wu, what are you going to do?"
Wu Shan: "Donate blood." β
Guang Han Suo: "No. β
Wu Shan glared: "Even you dare to say the word 'no' to me?"
Guang Hansuo did not show weakness: "Mr. Wu, Hansuo came to the disaster area with you this time, and he was under a lot of pressure, and I must ensure that you go back unscathed." β
Wu Shan ignored it, and Da Ra sat down on the broken bench of the blood donation station.
Guang Han locked next to him and was in a hurry.
At this time, Wu Shan inadvertently looked up and found that not far away, the young Ministry of Health official who had come with him was surrounded by a group of people, touching the corner of the stretcher to be posed.
In order to avoid being condemned by public opinion, he did not smile and scissorhands, but deliberately put on a solemn look.
But if it's really dignified, you should hurry up, don't stand and waste time! Don't you see that there are wounded on the stretcher, and the blood is flowing down?!!
However, taking pictures and political achievements, these are obviously more important to this official than saving lives.
"Why do you think he's here?"
Wu Shan couldn't be angry.
A medical worker turned his head to see Wushan and was very surprised.
I heard that the richest man lent dozens of helicopters to the country for rescue, but I really didn't expect that he himself would have the courage to come to the disaster area and take the initiative to donate blood!
The little nurse praised the richest man who went deep into the disaster area in her heart, but the grim environment did not allow her to spend more time and energy making a fuss or expressing her love to the male god.
So she picked up an alcohol swab to disinfect Wushan's arm and said, "Thank you Mr. Wu for your support!"
Guang Han locked next to him and scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, as a bodyguard, the consequences of not protecting his employer are very serious, the environment here is bad, and I don't know if the needles are clean or not, what if Mr. Wu is infected with some diseases!
But no matter how he pulled and pulled, Wushan didn't leave, he was determined to donate blood, and said to the little nurse: "You can smoke as much as you need." β
Then he said to Guang Hansuo: "I'll come first, then you." β
Guanghan Lock: "......"
The little nurse caught a glimpse of Guang Hansuo's embarrassed face, and hurriedly said: "Blood drawing is based on the principle of consciously and voluntarily, we are not reluctant, we are not reluctant." β
At this moment, in the eyes of this little nurse, such Mr. Wu is simply unwanted, and he sits firmly in the first position of the national male god!
However, she pressed her fingers on Wushan's arm for a long time, but she did not find the vein of the needle.
This situation is quite rare, it stands to reason that I have a lot of experience in blood drawing, and it is generally difficult for people who are very fat and fat to find veins, but Mr. Wu is not fat at all, and there is no trace of flesh on his body.
She pressed back and forth there in a daze, holding a needle full of cold light and gesturing back and forth, and the frightened Guang Hansuo really couldn't stand it: "Mr. Wu, you see that she can't find a place to put the needle, and I don't know how long it will take." Don't you still have to find someone, let's hurry up, okay? Otherwise, when the old lady knows, I don't know how worried I am. What's more, if you delay for a moment longer, the hope of finding that Meng Junyao will be even slimmer!"
Although he felt that Guang Hansuo was a bit verbose, the last sentence moved Wushan.
Besides, at this time, the little nurse also spoke: "I'm sorry Mr. Wu, maybe I still don't have enough experience in blood drawing, I have to wait for our leader to come over to help you draw, but she still has to be busy for a while to get by, why don't you come back later?"
When Wu Shan heard this, he had to get up, but he didn't know that he had just escaped an opportunity to be exposed to his body's secrets.
Guang Hansuo breathed a sigh of relief.
If Wu Shan has more than one needle on his body, he will regard it as his own dereliction of duty.
The little nurse remembered something: "Mr. Wu, I just heard you say that you want to find someone named Meng Junyao?"
Wu Shan's eyes lit up: "That's right, is he here with you?"
Little Nurse: "It seems that there is a wounded man with this name, let me take you over to see it." β
Wu Shan and Guang Hansuo immediately followed the footsteps of the little nurse and came to a "seat", that is, a single mat spread on the ground, on which a person lay dying.
Seeing that Meng Junyao was in such a miserable situation at the moment, although he was once his rival in love, Wushan's heart was also a little unbearable - if he had a "heart".
I heard that Meng Junyao was dug out of the rubble, and now it can be said that he is almost unrecognizable, his eyes are tightly closed, and the original color of his skin cannot be seen on his face covered with dust, but fortunately, his limbs do not seem to be broken, and his arms are being injected.
Wu Shan hurriedly asked, "What is his current situation?"
Nurse: "Fortunately, I was rescued in time, and my body is fine, so I am very lucky." β
Wu Shan breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, thinking to himself, he could barely explain to Xiaobai now. I'm lucky enough to find the person I'm looking for......