He Jiaming was sent to the hospital, the local treatment conditions were very poor, especially because of the earthquake, several districts and counties near Pingliu City were full of the wounded who were transported, Lisa was very anxious when she heard this, and limped back and forth next to the stretcher, He Jiaming looked distressed.

The ambulance roared to send He Jiaming to the central hospital, there were too many people for surgery, and the doctor saw that he still had a breath of air, so he simply gave up the emergency department and asked him to do a routine examination first, and Lisa was always by his side, taking care of him every step of the way.

"The patient's condition is more serious. The attending doctor shook his head after watching the film, "And the patient needs to have surgery and need to sign, where is the patient's family?"

Lisa resolutely said, "I, I am the patient's family!"

He Jiaming was lying on the hospital bed groggily, with a high fever and blisters, his current situation couldn't be worse, there was a possibility of coma at all times, and he didn't bother to care about those details, and let Lisa help him with everything.

"The cost of the operation is 100,000, you see—" The doctor looked at the treatment list.

Lisa's eyes widened when she heard this, so much!

She bit her lower lip: "I don't have much money, can I only pay part of it?" Doctor, please, you help him with the operation first, I promise to make up the money!"

He Jiaming heard something dimly, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and the last fragment in his memory was when he was pushed into the operating room, leaving only Lisa's anxious, red-eyed figure outside the door......

10:20 a.m., Pingliu City.

Outside the collapsed tunnel was the figure of Sweetheart pacing anxiously, and the rescuers sent people to probe in regardless of the danger, and even went directly to the bottom of the ten-meter-deep riverbed, but still did not see He Jiaming's figure.

Situ Qinglang's head and arms were bandaged, his face was pale, he and his sweetheart couldn't accept the fact that He Jiaming was dead or missing, which would make them feel guilty for a lifetime, especially him, he was sorry for his good brother.

He didn't expect He Jiaming to do such a thing, and he didn't expect that he wouldn't even want his own life for the sake of his sweetheart being less injured.

Sweetheart's forearm has been wounded, the wound is not deep, but the skin has been rubbed in a circle, and it is mainly due to blood loss and heavy falling that causes a little bloodless, and now there are still some bruises on the hand.

Situ Qinglang pulled her to his side, and the sweetheart's tears never stopped, and he kept looking down.

She's sorry Brother Jia Ming, she shouldn't have dragged him into the water, is she a ghost? Why do you beg Brother Jia Ming to come to such a ghost place!

"He could have been at home...... Drinking coffee...... Watching TV, ...... "The more sweetheart talks, the more sad she becomes, she thought she wouldn't make trouble for Qinglang, but she didn't expect that she stabbed a big basket this time, she was too willful!"

Situ Qinglang wiped away her tears and was about to say some comforting words when the people below returned.

"Captain, I can't find it, there's no comrade anywhere!" replied to a small soldier who was searching for and rescued, with multiple abrasions on his face and body.

"Did you see the river?" Situ Qinglang's face was grim, if He Jiaming really had an accident, he didn't know how to explain it to his parents.

"Yes, we have seen it, there are no bodies and no traces, I don't know if it was washed away by the water. The soldier said, then swallowed his saliva and stopped.

"How?"

"Actually, Captain, there's a lot of rocks down there, and the water is ...... It's shallow. The soldier said cautiously.

When Sweetheart heard this, she cried sadly.

Situ Qinglang's heart tingled, he understood the meaning of these words, He Jiaming was probably more than lucky.

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