The reporters who came to the World Trade Center today can be said to be both ice and fire, and the reporters who have brains and have made preparations in advance have all run up with the work cards of some companies near the 100th floor, wanting to take the time to drill to the 100th floor to listen to the news. But those stupid reporters have become the beneficiaries of the big news at this time, and they are also eyewitnesses, and this thing is too direct, too timely, too comprehensive. Hong Tao didn't know if they scolded him more, or thanked him for the many, anyway, he didn't have time to think about this problem, how to fly over the Hudson River, and open the parachute smoothly was the only problem he could consider.

"Look, that's Superman the Mouse! he's flying down!" suddenly there was a scream from the crowd, and then everyone on the southwest side of the Twin Towers saw a spectacle. A man dressed in black and red like a bat jumped down from the south tower, gliding and tumbling in the air for a while, as if he were doing a stunt.

"What is he doing? What a bastard, he should have been killed!" Seeing that people kept jumping down from the building, but they all smashed directly to the ground like cannonballs, and the crowd would sigh from time to time, it was too miserable. But now there are people who are in the limelight, which is too challenging to the bottom line of morality. You say that if you escape, you will escape, so why bother to play tricks again? Even if you play fancy, will anyone laugh?

"No! he has something in his clothes, it's stuffed, it's a child!" That's the telephoto lens for cameras and camcorders. Both of these things can be used as telescopes, even higher than telescope magnifications. Seconds later, a photojournalist took a different view.

"He's flying towards the river. Hurry up, keep up!" There are several reporters who reacted the fastest, compared with ordinary people, a person who can jump off the south tower and successfully escape, maybe he still has a child on him, obviously the news effect is stronger, so he must rush to the scene as soon as possible. At this time, the cordon was not good, and as several of them ran like rabbits, the crowd of onlookers also moved. Several police officers who were maintaining order here were instantly overwhelmed by the running crowd.

"Fuck you, uncle! it's over...... In the future, the grandson will be kind again!" "The people below can't see what Hong Tao is, and they don't have time to see it. In normal times, even if there is no upward thermal, he can soar several times on the surface of the river before opening the parachute after jumping from a height of nearly 400. But today, because of the extra 2 or 30 pounds of children in my arms, let alone soaring, it is very difficult to fly smoothly over the Hudson River. It has descended more than 150 meters, but it has not yet reached the surface of the river, and it has also made Hong Tao pay a terrible price.

In one tumble. His left arm was broken, or dislocated, and he couldn't lift it up anyway. Then, like a big bird shot by a shotgun, he suddenly fell headlong from mid-air. At this time he had just flown to the river. Below is not a river, but a pier with dozens of sailing yachts, large and small, parked. Hong Tao knew it in his heart. He couldn't fly out for another meter, so he pulled the guide umbrella behind his neck with his right arm. Love drips as much as it goes. Now it's a matter of luck. If you're lucky, you'll be able to fall into the water. If you're unlucky, you'll have to let those masts hurt you, or fall on the yacht and hurt yourself, and if you're too unlucky, you might fall on the shore and hang on a billboard on the dock if you can't keep it all right, and if no one can come up in time to save you, you'll be hanged alive with a paracord. And the only thing that can decide all this is the wind, and since his left arm cannot move, he does not even have the ability to control the direction of the parachute's flight.

"He seems to be injured! Everyone go to the boat, ready to save people, I hope he can fall into the water......" There are also people below who understand, seeing Hong Tao's situation, and began to spontaneously run to the dock, ready to help Hong Tao as soon as possible.

"Ah...... Don't!" Hong Tao's luck wasn't too bad, at least it wasn't on the billboard, but it wasn't good, a mast appeared at his feet, and if he didn't take action, the mast would be poked at his body. Although he had sworn not to make any more good intentions just now, his instinctive reaction was to step on the top of the mast with his foot, and try to get as far as possible to the front of his body. It's a pity that the descent speed of this parachute is a bit fast, and it dodged in front of it, but not behind it, and was still hit by the mast on the back. Hong Tao only felt like he had been shocked in his helmet, and his eyes were full of small stars, and then he didn't know anything and fainted in pain.

"Dead? shouldn't it! It's more than 20 meters high, and there is a parachute, so even if it doesn't fall into the water, it shouldn't fall to death, right? Alive? Then why don't I feel pain? My arm doesn't hurt...... Leg doesn't hurt...... It doesn't hurt in the back either...... Hey! Yes, it doesn't seem to be dead, but my tooth hurts a little! It's good that I'm not dead, I'm open! I'm open! Is there any heavenly reason, and no one will come to save me! Even if you hate me, I still have two children in my clothes!" It seems that after a while, Hong Tao slowly regained consciousness, but it didn't feel right, his body seemed to be floating in a weightless cabin, there was no touch, as if his whole body didn't exist anymore. I felt it in a daze again, and finally felt a little bit, my mouth can move, since my mouth can move, Hong Tao can't be idle, no one has come to save me for so long a day, you must be polite.

"Aite!Aite!Can you hear me?" suddenly a man with a thick Nordic accent spoke.

"Who are you! What are you going to do! Call an ambulance!" his eyes were open, but what Hong Tao saw made him a little confused, and an old man with gray hair was shaking his eyes with a flashlight.

"Hong Tao! Hong Tao! You finally woke up, do you still know me?" the old man smiled when he heard Hong Tao's question, and turned off the flashlight. At this time, another face appeared in front of him, it was Han Xue, why was she here, and there were two dark circles under her eyes?

"Aren't you our maid? hehehe...... Am I in the hospital?" Hong Tao wanted to joke with Han Xue, but she didn't seem to be in the mood, and tears flowed down.

"Hmm...... It's been half a month...... Are you feeling okay?" Han Xue wiped away a handful of tears, then leaned closer and asked in a whisper in Hong Tao's ear.

"Feeling...... I can't feel anything but my tongue! What about my arms and legs? What about my body? I can't amputate my limbs from the neck! Doctor, doctor! Help me up, I want to see myself in the whole picture!" After waking up, Hong Tao felt as if something was wrong, Han Xue asked, he finally reacted, and his body didn't feel it at all. Immediately he realized a problem, the place where the mast hit was the back, that is, the vertebrae, but he did not believe that he was a God's favorite would carry such a back, and he could not accept high paraplegia.

"Mr. Aiter, I'm White, the leader of your ambulance team, from Germany. Please don't get excited, let's take our time, okay?" The old man's face just now appeared in front of Hong Tao's eyes again.

"If you dare to talk nonsense to me one more word, I will have your vertebrae broken! Tell me your condition in the simplest words, immediately!" As soon as the old man's face appeared, Hong Tao felt that the nightmare was likely to come true. Even if the profession of a doctor smiles, it is professional, they are okay when they smile, once they show a kind smile, then you are finished, they will never smile like this if they are not terminally ill.

"The second thoracic vertebra and the first thoracic vertebra are fractured, the spinal canal is displaced, resulting in permanent damage to the spinal cord, below the cross-sectional plane of the injured spinal cord, the sensorimotor and reflexes of the limbs are completely lost, and the function of the bladder and anal sphincter is completely lost. The old man was very single, he didn't talk nonsense with Hong Tao anymore, a series of medical terms popped out of his mouth, some Hong Tao could understand, some Hong Tao couldn't understand, but the general meaning Hong Tao understood, especially the last word.

"Hong Tao, don't think about this yet, this is not the final result, don't worry, let's go to the best doctor in the world. Now you're awake, thanks to Mr. White, who and a few other doctors are here all the time. Han Xue was afraid that Hong Tao's donkey would lose his temper, so he really ordered the doctor's spine to be broken, and it would be troublesome, so he hurriedly said good things for this old man.

"You sit on the side and don't squeak, Dr. White, please tell me honestly, I can apologize for what I just said, but the threat is still valid. Hong Tao has no hope for his current condition, high paraplegia is not an incurable disease, basically will not be misdiagnosed, he has lived two lifetimes, and he has not heard of any high paraplegic patients standing up again. So crying, self-abandonment, or anything has nothing to do with him, and now he wants to know if he has any other complications besides this high paraplegia.

"The rest of your body is mostly intact, with some minor abrasions on your head, minor scratches on your right arm, and a dislocated left arm, but they're all healed. There is no significant damage to the brain, but you have been in a coma for 13 days, and if you don't wake up, you will likely become a vegetative state. So far, it's the best for us, but for you, it should be bad. Oh, and by the way, the other good news is that the two kids in your clothes aren't hurt, they're healthy. "The old man is also a donkey temper, he was not frightened by Hong Tao at all, not only told the truth, but also said very upright, what Hong Tao couldn't listen to the most was that others were healthy and his own was unhealthy. (To be continued......)

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