Chapter 233 for whom

The Huichun Bridge is the only bridge for the county south hospital to enter and exit, and it is also the area where the county south hospital contracts flood control tasks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wu Ming'er's mother, Dr. Huang of the Department of Otolaryngology, patrols the riverside in shifts, and Wu Ming'er is not worried about her mother and accompanies her.

"Mom! It's all yellow mud under your feet, so be careful. Wu Ming'er was wearing, deep plastic rain boots, one foot deep, one foot shallow, and the flashlight was shaking on the guard.

"Ming'er! There's something floating in the water, look at what it is. "Dr. Huang wears glasses, and there is fog in the rain, so he can't see clearly.

Wu Ming'er pointed a strong waterproof flashlight at the floating objects on the water: "Mom!

"Won't there be another place to break the polder?" Dr. Huang also wondered where the people were floating on the water.

"Bald head!" Wu Ming'er took a closer look again, eight black rings. The bald head that reflected like a firefly: "Mom! It's Yan Songjie, my dad is a life-saving benefactor, hurry! Quickly use the walkie-talkie to call for help." ”

"The headquarters of the hospital office found a person who fell into the water at the Huichun Bridge, and immediately brought emergency personnel. When Dr. Huang heard that it was Yan Songjie, he was also nervous, his daughter's good friend, her husband's life-saving benefactor, and hoped that nothing would happen.

"Quick, artificial respiration, cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Dr. Huang directed the medical staff to carry out the rescue.

"Doctor Huang, this little bald head didn't react, give up the rescue, who knows how long it will take." The paramedics were persuaded in the emergency room.

"Mom, is there any other way? They are the only son in their family!" Wu Ming'er had tears in her beautiful eyes and was heartbroken.

"Then you can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, put on the electric shocker, and it depends on whether it works or not. "Dr. Huang also tried his last resort, and there was no way to do it.

"There's a heartbeat!" Dr. Huang shouted when he saw the heart ripple meter fluctuate.

"Ahem, cough, cough, Ming'er?" Yan Songjie woke up and turned around, and the person he saw at first sight turned out to be Wu Ming'er, and he couldn't help but ask: "Ming'er, cough, cough, cough, where am I?"

"County Southern Hospital, Department of Internal Medicine! You have water in your lungs and a bronchial infection. "Wu Ming'er grew up in the hospital and is familiar with the way.

"What time is it? Cough cough Yan Songjie said weakly. Xiaoningtong is placed in the flood control office, and you can't bring a mobile phone when you go into the water.

"58888, cough cough cough!888, five queens, cough cough cough cough Just go. ”

"Okay! I'll be back with a phone call. Wu Ming'er memorized the phone number of the doctor's office.

"Aunt Liu! Wu Ming'er said to Dr. Liu Xia.

"Ming'er! You use it, you use it, and the outside line pulls nine. "Dr. Liu Xia knows Dr. Huang's daughter when she sees her.

"Thank you, Aunt Liu!" Wu Ming'er picked up the microphone and pulled out the number: "Hey, Aunt Ke, I'm Yan Songjie, Wu Ming'er." ”

"Wu Ming'er! Yes, what is the matter?" Ke Shixiu didn't know what was going on, and Yan Houping didn't go home: "What? Songjie was found by your patrol and rescued several times before he came back to life."

"Smack!" The microphone in Ke Shixiu's hand fell to the ground, and he rolled far: "Yan Houping!" Ke Shixiu's eyes were fierce, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he gritted his teeth: "The old lady is not finished with you!"

But a gust of wind rushed to the internal medicine department of the county southern hospital: "Protect the soil!

"Aunt Ke! Wu Ming'er heard Aunt Ke's voice and called out of the ward.

"Thank you!" Ke Shixiu didn't delay for a moment, ran to the ward, and threw himself on Yan Songjie's hospital bed: "Son, what's the matter, what about your father? If it's not for fighting the flood together, why didn't he die?" Ke Shixiu was also scared to death, and he didn't choose what to say.

"Dad, yes, cough, cough, still looking, cough, cough, cough, cough, Yan Songjie couldn't say a complete sentence, intermittently, breathless, and his face was red. The internal strength is disordered, and it is impossible to carry the internal strength, and it is not as good as a normal person.

"Take it slowly!" Ke Shixiu patted his son's back with his hand and smoothed him down: "Mayor Yan Dazhen is still on the front line of the flood fight! ”

"Aunt Ke! Songjie was washed into the flood because he participated in the flood fight?" Wu Ming'er suddenly re-acquainted himself with Yan Songjie in his heart, is he still Yan Songjie who is usually giggling and not serious?

"Alas, it's not Songjie yet" Ke Shixiu was startled, and almost said something out: "Strength, so help his father." ”

"Mom, hurry, cough, Dad, let him work in peace, cough, cough, cough, I'm fine." "Yan Songjie couldn't speak, he gasped as soon as he spoke, and he couldn't catch his breath. He pushed her mother with both hands and told her to go quickly.

"Yan Houping, you come out to your mother, but you don't answer the phone. Ke Shixiu blew a gust of wind to the center of the flood control headquarters of Zhujiang Town, and scolded the street with his waist crossed.

"Manager Ke, Mayor Yan is looking for your son-in-law on the river and hasn't come back yet. Deputy Mayor Zhang Aimin's face was nervous, and he called out on the walkie-talkie: "Mayor Yan, your wife" Before he finished speaking, the walkie-talkie was snatched away by Ke Shixiu.

"My son almost died, you should give my wife to go to the internal medicine ward of Southern Hospital immediately. ”

"What! in the hospital?" Yan Houping heard this, and the dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and the pain of losing his son had become weak and weak. At this time, it seems that chicken blood has been beaten, and the blood is surging.

"Found it! Found it! In the hospital, you guys should go back quickly, I want to go to the hospital."

Yan Songjie was transferred to the intensive care unit, and the TV opposite the bed was playing the song that Han Zhimei had recorded two days earlier.

["For Whom"

The mud covered his trouser legs and sweat soaked his back

I don't know who you are

but I know for whom you are serving

For whom, for the harvest of autumn

For the spring to return to the wild geese

Full of enthusiasm to sing youth without regrets]

Han Zhimei sang this touching melody on TV, allowing the listeners to experience the heroes who stood on the front line in the flood relief. Thinking of the people, heroic and tenacious, and the noble quality of fighting for one's life.

"Mom, don't be raw," cough cough cough cough cough

"Well, I know, but~. Ke Shixiu choked up, unable to imagine the pain of losing his son, and tears welled up in an instant.

"Dad, you go back to defense, cough cough cough! Flood headquarters! I'm fine, the flooded area has to be, cough cough cough! Deal with it, prevent bloodsucking insects, cough cough cough! 100,000 pagoda candy is in the warehouse of the Bliss, cough cough cough! Temple warehouse, let Mom transfer it to you, cough cough cough! Yan Songjie struggled hard before he finished speaking, and the whole person was out of breath.

"Houping, you dare to take a step, try!" Ke Shixiu turned into a female explosion dragon, her tearful eyes erupted with raging flames, and the green tendons on her forehead exploded.

"Mom, please match, cough, cough, cough, dad. Yan Songjie hurriedly begged his mother.

"Alas, for whom!" Ke Shixiu's eyes were moist, and the crystal tears were ticking, ticking, ticking on the terrazzo floor of the ward.

"What's there! I'll talk about it after the flood relief is over. Yan Houping's red eyes were filled with mist, and under the trembling, his resolute face showed a ruthless countenance. His hands were clenched tightly, his muscles were violent, and he turned to leave.

"Houping! you" Ke Shixiu cried loudly and beat the hospital bed frantically: "Yan Houping, you have a kind!"

"Mom, you go and adjust it too, cough cough cough cough pagoda candy to Dad. Yan Songjie asked his mother to go to the flood control headquarters to cooperate.

"Don't go!" Ke Shixiu refused to leave.

"I'll go!" Yan Songjie struggled with all his strength to move his body to the side of the hospital bed, ready to put on his shoes.