"After dozens of hours of hard work, our team finally entered the disaster relief site in the epicenter of Baimu Town, and there are still aftershocks, I experienced one just now, but I am not afraid at all, because there are soldiers and doctors around us, and they bring us enough security."

At the scene, the reporter was wearing a hard hat and was broadcasting live to the whole country.

The camera follows her as she moves to a digging site.

The huge machine hummed and roared, and despite the advanced equipment worn by the reporter, it almost drowned out her voice.

"The location I'm in right now is a local elementary school. It is a two-story building, and as you can see now, only a pile of stones remains.

The crews are digging carefully, and when they come across some difficult places to handle, they can only let our fighters carry them, because the slightest carelessness may lead to a secondary collapse, which will be fatal for those under the rubble.

According to the information we have gathered, there are more than 300 students in this school, and more than 200 have been rescued, but many others are buried underneath.

Hey, I just heard, it looks like I heard a shout. ”

The reporter couldn't hide his excitement and rushed towards the scene.

I saw a small hand peeking out from between the cracks.

The warrior said carefully, "Don't move, wait until we cut the cement block, and you'll be safe." ”

The cement block pressed on it was too big to move, so it had to be cut with tools.

Finally, the cement block was split into small pieces, revealing a panicked little face.

The warrior lifted her out of the rubble.

She couldn't hold back any longer, and cried out with a "wow".

"Her arm was broken. Rushed to treatment. The warrior shouted nervously.

The doctor in a white suit pushed the parallel car, placed the child on it, and rushed towards the emergency car hundreds of meters away.

If you look down from the sky, more than sixty emergency vehicles form a phalanx, and if it is night, it becomes an immortal city of light.

After the child enters the admission area, it will be graded and determined to be above D, and four emergency vehicles will be arranged in the front row for rescue.

The four emergency vehicles came from the Military District Hospital, Tianhua Hospital, and the Provincial People's Hospital.

Among them, the emergency vehicle where Tianhua treated the eight groups ranked second.

The child's luck was good, Zhao Yuan happened to finish treating a patient, so she followed closely and was able to be treated.

Zhao Yuan found that the child's consciousness was very clear, but in fact, the internal injuries were very serious, except for the broken arm, a steel bar passed directly through the chest, otherwise, in this situation, it could only be counted as a B-level wounded.

"This damn rebar!" Jiang Jing couldn't help but scold.

Zhao Yuan glanced at Jiang Jing and began to treat the wound while considering how to deal with it.

"Uncle Angel, am I going to die?"

Uncle Angel?

Very strange title, Zhao Yuan calmed down and said seriously, "No, with us, you will be fine." ”

"Uncle Angel, if I'm really hopeless, don't save me. Let's go and save my classmates and teachers? ”

Although the girl's face was dirty, her eyes were particularly clean, like a trickle of ice and snow in the Tianshan Mountains.

"We're going to heal you, and we're going to heal your classmates and teachers."

Jiang Jing didn't know how many times she had cried.

I once thought that I had experienced countless lives and deaths, and I had already cultivated to the point where I was as hard as iron, but when I really encountered this kind of scene, I still couldn't help but want to cry.

Zhao Yuan said softly, "When you wake up, will your classmates and teachers be rescued?" ”

"Really?"

"Really! Angels never lie. ”

Zhao Yuan gave the anesthesiologist a look.

The anesthesiologist came from the Provincial People's Hospital, and because of the limited number of people, only about 10 cars were equipped with anesthesiologists for high-level surgeries.

In fact, the anesthesiologist knows that the young surgeon in front of him does not need an anesthesiologist at all, and he is even more proficient in the understanding of drugs than himself.

The anesthesia worked quickly.

The girl slowly closed her eyes.

Zhao Yuan pressed the heart with one hand, and gently touched the junction between the steel bar and the skin with the other hand.

The steel bar was inserted into the girl's body thirty hours ago, and it is hard to imagine how the girl has persevered until now.

Zhao Yuan sawed off half of it with a hacksaw, and then tried to pull it out while kneading the muscles.

Jiang Jing felt her heart beat to her throat.

The process of pulling out can easily lead to heavy bleeding.

The girl may have died in one fell swoop.

Sou.

"That's it! Prepare for a chest opening. ”

In the blink of an eye, the damn half of the steel bar was thrown into the tray by Zhao Yuan.

Jiang Jing looked at the instrument, and there was no change in her physical signs.

How is this done?

Bare hand pressure to stop bleeding?

Jiang Jing knew that this was Zhao Yuan's specialty.

It sounds simple, but it's actually very hard!

I didn't expect it to be so practical in practice.

Zhao Yuan's face became more and more solemn, and as his chest cavity was opened, the situation inside was also unobstructed.

Because the steel bar passed through the body, it caused terrible trauma to the inside, and there was a large area of pollution, in addition to thick blood water, there was also a lot of inflammation.

This condition is highly susceptible to sepsis.

Zhao Yuan was doing the operation smoothly, as if he was doing an ordinary thing.

The anesthesiologist next to him was dumbfounded.

He also worked with emergency doctors, and in his impression, the emergency doctors would not be too difficult to perform surgeries, and it would definitely be very difficult to do such surgeries that were obviously more than level 4.

But Zhao Yuan behaved lightly, and it was as simple as wanting to drink water.

Sure enough, Tianhua's emergency surgery is famous all over the country, and it makes sense.

The aftershocks began again.

The operating cart was like being drunk, bumping up and down!

The impact of aftershocks, in addition to sensory stimulation, is more of a mental oppressive force.

But Zhao Yuan's hand has always been steady.

"That's it!"

Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little girl who was patched, and felt relieved.

He was afraid that he would break his promise and live up to the title of Uncle Angel.

There was a burst of cheers outside, and Zhao Yuan gave Jiang Jing a look.

"See what's going on?"

A moment later, Jiang Jing happily rushed into the operating room.

"The rubble of the school has been cleared out, and many people are still alive."

Many people are alive, which means that many people have left this world.

At this point in time, it's too late to be sentimental.

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath, "Get ready, start accepting the wounded." ”

There is a division of responsibilities.

The most dangerous work at the moment is, of course, the soldiers who rush through the ruins to search for people.

However, although Zhao Yuan did not lead by example, his current work is more important.

They want to make search and rescue operations worthwhile.

People are rescued, they can't live, everything is meaningless.

Wailing and crying outside.

"Doctor, please save Mother Lu."

Lu's mother's real name is Lu Bing, she is not very old, and she is the principal of this Hope Primary School.

A woman in her thirties, rooted in this impoverished mountain village, used her own strength to bring the seeds of knowledge and the spark of future to these children.

In the aftermath of the earthquake, she had the opportunity to escape to safety.

But she chose to return to the classroom and organize the orderly evacuation of the children, and was eventually buried in the rubble.