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It's a race of life and time.

Every time the body sinks a little, and the ambulance arrives every second every night, Zhao Chunliang's vitality will be lost a little more.

The two sides of the bridge and the shore were already full of people, not because these people didn't want to save people, but because the side of the car was already full of people.

It's hard to imagine that these dozens of people jumped into the sewage without hesitation for the sake of a stranger.

The sobbing sewage had already wet their clothes, and some of them had their faces covered with sewage, but none of them had withdrawn, some of them were struggling to hold on to the body, even though their bodies were deep in the mud, and some of you were trying to find a place to hang the chains.

The old man who swept the road took a shovel and struggled to get those scattered parts down, so that if the professional demolition tools came after a while, they could better carry out the demolition.

The owner of the hardware store used a wrench to jack a steel pipe squeezing Zhao Chunliang's head, so that Zhao Chunliang's head could move somewhat.

People on the shore kept dialing the traffic police fire alarm and emergency ambulance phone, the traffic police were the first to arrive at the scene, several traffic police rushed into the river to direct everyone to save people, and the fire and ambulance were delayed, the fire brigade and the hospital phone was almost burst, the people on the phone angrily asked why more than ten minutes have passed the fire truck and ambulance, the fire alarm and the hospital are very helpless, the fire truck has already set off, but it was stuck in the car pile, there is a car just in front of the fire truck scraped, The two sides argued there for a long time, and the ambulance was even more unlucky, directly collided with a car that seemed to be in a hurry to reincarnate, and now people are not letting the ambulance go.

"The chains are ready!!"

The man in charge of tying the chains shouted in surprise.

"Hurry up, the people on the shore help!!"

Someone shouted as he pulled the chain to the shore.

The onlookers on the shore, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed the chains.

"You're there when I shout!" A traffic policeman at the scene stood in the river and said to the people on the shore, "If I shout stop, you stop!" ”

"Good!!" The people on the shore agreed.

"Ready, pull!!"

The traffic police gave an order, and the people on the shore worked together.

It's really the power of numbers.

When everyone's strength was condensed on this iron chain, the taxi, which had turned into an iron lump, was finally pulled up from the mud.

"Stop!"

After the car was pulled out of the mud, the traffic police hurriedly shouted to stop.

The people on the bridge stood firm, holding the chains in their hands tightly.

The weight of the car was a burden to everyone on the shore, but no one let go, they just held on to the chains to prevent the car from sinking.

"Hold on, lad!!"

"Young man, don't give up."

"The ambulance is coming soon, you'll be fine."

Zhao Chunliang's ears were full of encouraging voices.

"Chunliang, I'm with you, you'll be fine." Lin Siyi held Zhao Chunliang's hand tightly.

Zhao Chunliang suddenly had a feeling that he didn't want to die.

Regarding life and death, Zhao Chunliang has long been pessimistic.

As early as three years ago, Zhao Chunliang no longer cared about his own life and death, let alone the life and death of others.

When the vitality in his body gradually passed, Zhao Chunliang did not have a little fear and fear in his heart, just like eating and drinking, he was very calm.

However, when so many people gathered around the car, regardless of helping him, Zhao Chunliang's heart couldn't calm down.

He suddenly realized that if he died, these people seemed to be even more sad than himself.

Why?

I don't know them, and I haven't given them anything, so why do they have to save themselves?

What are they drawing?

Do they really care so much about human life?

Zhao Chunliang has killed a lot of people, and he doesn't even value his own life, let alone the lives of others, so the actions of these people make Zhao Chunliang very puzzled.

Zhao Chunliang was suddenly afraid of death, he was afraid that he would die, and the efforts of these people in front of him would be in vain.

He was afraid of being disappointed.

I'm afraid of disappointing everyone's kindness.

Lin Siyi's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, because she could feel that a power suddenly came from Zhao Chunliang's hand.

Originally, Zhao Chunliang's hand was soft and let her grasp it, but at this time, it was Zhao Chunliang who grabbed her hand.

Lin Siyi looked at Zhao Chunliang in surprise and found that Zhao Chunliang was smiling at him.

"Lao Tzu, it won't be so easy to die." Zhao Chunliang said with a grin.

"I know, we all know, we believe in you, you will be able to hold on!!" Lin Siyi said.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The fingers of the people holding the chains on the bridge have turned white, after all, this is a car weighing several tons, although people are replaced from time to time, but trying to keep the car from falling is still a big burden for the people on the bridge.

Zhao Chunliang had an extra tube in his mouth, which was brought by a nearby grocery store owner, and at the other end of the tube was a cup of soaked glucose water.

Glucose, from a pharmacy not far away.

The crowd of onlookers on the shore has reached thousands of people, and in addition to the traffic police, there are dozens of people who help in the water.

People gathered around the car, talking to Zhao Chunliang, encouraging Zhao Chunliang, and Zhao Chunliang's spirit seemed to be much better than just now.

The fire trucks were delayed in arriving, and the people present finally lost their patience, and under the command of the traffic police, they began to manually dismantle the body.

Some of the scattered parts on the body have been cleaned up by the hardware store owner and the shovel owner, so now it is only necessary to dismantle the brackets that trapped Zhao Chunliang or something.

Because they did not have professional knowledge, the people on the scene took the simplest method of twisting and breaking the deformed iron rods, brackets, screws and so on one by one.

What should a person do if he doesn't have enough strength to break it? That's two people, two people aren't enough, that's three people.

Dozens of people gathered around an iron lump and began to quickly disassemble it.

It was hard for Zhao Chunliang to imagine that people would have such power.

If you let yourself disassemble the car, there is no problem at all, but these are ordinary people in front of them, they have no natural power, and they don't know any skills, they are just like that simple and the same kind of disassembly parts, even if their hands have been scratched by parts, even if their lower body is soaked in water and has edema, they have not hesitated and flinched at all.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the bridge, and someone passed out because of overdraft, coupled with sun exposure.

The man was quickly brought in for treatment, and immediately someone filled his place.

Passers-by stared at those with chains, as if they were going to go up if anyone couldn't.

Finally, the siren sounded from afar.

Fire trucks and ambulances arrived one after another.

When the firefighters rushed to the river with the demolition tools and came to the car, they were surprised to find that the whole iron lump-like car had been dismantled, leaving only the person inside and the brackets that had passed through the person's body!

What's going on?

The firefighters were stunned.

"Hurry up and save people!" A middle-aged man with blood on his hand next to him shouted loudly.

"Help!" The firefighters surrounded the car and began to use professional tools to dismantle it.

Soon, Zhao Chunliang was separated from the car.

The position of his stomach and ribs were all penetrated, and the firefighters cut it down with the iron frame that penetrated his body, and then carried Zhao Chunliang to the ambulance on the shore quickly, as for the driver in front of the car, he was already dead and could not die anymore.

Zhao Chunliang was sent to the ambulance, and Lin Siyi, as a friend of Zhao Chunliang, also followed the ambulance, and then the ambulance left the scene.

The man who swept the road breathed a sigh of relief and walked ashore, covered in mud, looking like a mud man.

"I have to be scolded by the old woman again when I go back." The uncle who swept the road scratched his head helplessly.

The owner of the hardware store walked back to the store with difficulty, and then sat down on the floor, panting for air.

At this time, the phone in the store rang, and the owner of the hardware store picked up the phone and said apologetically, "Boss Li, I have encountered something here, and I will go over in a while, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry." ”

The young man who collected the tatters ripped off his pants directly on the shore, and his actions did not arouse anyone's disgust, because the young man's face was covered with mud.

Just now, when the young man was rescuing people, he even dived into the water to see the driver's situation.

All they had for this young man was respect.

The young man draped the dirty pants over his shoulders, then whistled back to his tricycle, picked up a bottle of Coke on the car, poured the water he was going to drink on his face, then wiped his face clean, got on the tricycle, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Everyone who helped Zhao Chunliang left silently.

No one said a word, and no one left their names.

Although there are footprints formed by mud under their feet, their backs are incomparably tall and holy at this time.

Zhao Chunliang was admitted to the hospital and immediately went to the operating room.

Lin Siyi stood restlessly outside the operating room, looking at his watch and the operating light from time to time.

Not long after, Huang Yuan and Ye Qianqian also came outside the operating room.

"How's Chun Liang's condition?" Huang Yuan asked nervously.

"Still operating." Lin Siyi said with a pale face, "He will definitely be fine, Sister Huang, he will definitely be fine, you say?" ”

"Jiren has his own natural appearance!" Huang Yuan said with a firm face, "He, he will definitely be fine." ”

(My purpose in writing this chapter is actually very simple, although there will be a lot of unsightly phenomena in society, and there will be a lot of disgusting people, but after all, human nature is good, we can't change society, we can change ourselves, and when we meet people in need, we will lend a helping hand to help, only in this way will society be better...... By the way, I want a ticket, so let's help me...... Tomorrow, I will add everything that needs to be added this week~ There is a manuscript, everyone can vote with confidence~)

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