Chapter 146: Yueyue, Danger!

Dahan said and knelt in front of Jiang Shiyue, "I saw a light here just now." Please help me lend me the lamp to save the child. My wife protects the child with her life, I can't ......"

He couldn't stop crying.

Jiang Shiyue knew very well what his unfinished words were.

It was a child that his wife had protected with her life, and he couldn't say anything to let the child be gone.

The child was his child and the company that her wife left for him.

Jiang Shiyue hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "You get up first." If it works, we will definitely help you. ”

The big man had a lot of strength, Jiang Shiyue couldn't help him, and he was forced to kowtow to him.

"Thank you! Thank you! You're such wonderful people. ”

Jiang Shiyue: "......"

Although I can understand the mood of the big man, I can't just listen to what I want to hear, right?

Her willingness to help and her ability to help are two different things.

After hesitating again and again, Jiang Shiyue still couldn't bear to tell the truth.

Her solar-powered lamp is a test product, and even if it succeeds now, there is no guarantee that the electricity collected during the day will last the entire operation.

Chen Shanhe still said little as always, and quickly dismantled the things he needed, and stuffed the box that he couldn't get into the man's hand, "Go!" ”

Jiang Shiyue: "......"

Jiang Shiyue hesitated and didn't follow.

There will be aftershocks at any time, and she is not worried that Yangyang is alone in the tent.

Chen Shanhe and the big man were both tall and big, and they quickly disappeared into the night.

Jiang Shiyue first went back to the tent to look at Yang Yang, who was already asleep, and changed the ice basin next to the bed.

The conditions are difficult, Jiang Shiyue can't fill the ice basin as luxuriously as in the compound, but he doesn't want to be too aggrieved by Yangyang, so he brought some saltpeter to make ice, so that Yangyang can sleep less hot.

When Jiang Shiyue came out again, the lights were lit up in the direction of the surgical tent.

She exhaled slowly, secretly praying that the lamp she made would last until the end of the operation.

Don't let down a mother's sacrifice.

Jiang Shiyue returned to the tent and saw that no one else had come back to rest, so she folded her clothes and lay beside Yangyang.

After a day of running, she was too tired to do it.

In a daze, I felt a violent shaking again.

Jiang Shiyue, who had experienced large and small aftershocks in the past two days, woke up in seconds and rolled to the ground with Yang Yang in her arms.

However, it was still a step too late.

The iron-framed bed spread out, and both the top bed boards and the bed shelves smashed at their mother and son at great speed and at unfriendly angles.

At the same time the entire tent collapsed.

Jiang Shiyue reflexively hugged Yang Yang into her arms, bowed up, and let the bed board and iron frame smash on her back.

The horizontal wooden square on the bed board smashed on the spine, and it hurt hotly. The most important thing is that he seemed to be pierced by something sharp on his back, which made Jiang Shiyue gasp.

Jiang Shiyue had to tighten her teeth, and refused to hide, for fear of pressing Yang Yang in her arms.

For a moment, Jiang Shiyue thought of the mother in the operating room who had a broken spine and was lifeless.

The greatness of maternal love, from ancient times to the present, from humans to animals, has been recognized and admired again and again.

Even if she is a halfway mother, Jiang Shiyue is willing to exchange her life for Yangyang's life.

I don't know if the surgery went smoothly? Can the little life that was protected by his mother with his life come to this world safely?!

"Mama." Yang Yang suddenly spoke.

His voice had always been cold, but at this moment there was suddenly a hint of panic.

Jiang Shiyue thought that Yang Yang was afraid, so she reached out and groped his head in the dark, touched it, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid! I'm here! ”

Yang Yang didn't say anything, and the little bracelet put on her back and pushed hard against the bed board on her.

Jiang Shiyue realized that Yang Yang was worried about her.

"I'm fine. Don't move...... Jiang Shiyue sniffed halfway through speaking, "Why does it smell burnt?" ”

The smoky burnt smell to be exact.

Jiang Shiyue didn't care about the pain, pushed Yangyang aside with one hand, and pushed back with the other hand on the bed board.

In addition to the bed board and bed frame, the mother and son also had fallen tent cloth.

Jiang Shiyue pushed the bed board with difficulty, pulled out the sharp object inserted in her back with her backhand, and pulled away the tent cloth.

In the process, the temperature around you gets higher and higher, like sitting by the fire.

The smoke choked Jiang Shiyue and Yang Yang coughing.

Broken! There was a fire. Jiang Shiyue said in her heart, and the movements in her hands sped up.

Sure enough, as soon as the tent cloth was pushed away, Jiang Shiyue saw the firelight.

It was supposed that the candle on the table fell to the ground during the earthquake, but because it was so fast, the candle hit the collapsed tent cloth before it could be extinguished.

The tent cloth is waterproof and not fireproof.

Jiang Shiyue was choked with tears, and first dragged Yangyang to an open area, and then turned her head to find something to extinguish the fire.

Fortunately, these tents were in the open area, and everyone climbed out, and some people saw the fire here and rushed over to put out the fire.

Jiang Shiyue ran two steps forward, her eyes were dark, and she lost consciousness.

He didn't seem to be completely unconscious.

She couldn't control her body, but she could faintly hear the sounds around her.

She heard someone shouting for help.

I also felt like I was being picked up.

The familiar smell of tobacco is heard on the tip of the nose.

Jiang Shiyue fainted with confidence.

When Chen Shanhe came back, someone would take care of Yangyang.

**

Jiang Shiyue dreamed.

I dreamed that I was back in my childhood.

The world in the dream is black and white.

Jiang Shiyue and her mother are at the door of a photo studio.

Jiang Shiyue was very thirsty and wanted to eat the watermelon on the other side of the road.

My mother was so crying that she had no choice but to cross the road and buy her watermelon.

At this time, suddenly a blue truck came.

With the screeching sound of brakes, my mother was knocked away.

Mom's white blouse was dyed red.

Jiang Shiyue was anxious, but she couldn't move.

She cried and shouted "Mommy" and struggled with all her might.

A white light flashed.

Jiang Shiyue opened her eyes abruptly and sat up.

Mom is gone.

The sight is a rudimentary ward tent.

She slept on a plank bed that was apparently improvized.

Chen Shanhe and Yang Yang stood alone in front of the bed.

Chen Shanhe should have not slept all the time, and stood up suddenly.

Yang Yang was lying on the side of the bed, but when he heard the movement, he rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue didn't react for a while, a little unable to tell which was a dream and which was a reality, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

"Nightmare?" Chen Shanhe held Jiang Shiyue's shoulders and let her lie down on her side, and brought a glass of water to her mouth.

Jiang Shiyue mechanically drank two sips of water from Chen Shanhe's hand.

I was still recalling the picture I had dreamed about just now.

In the dream, it was about the 80s, but that mother was her mother in her previous life.

After she was knocked into the air, she rolled on the ground a few times, spitting blood in her mouth and said to Jiang Shiyue: "Yueyue, danger!" Stay back! ”

Jiang Shiyue's heart was so painful that she felt stuffy.

After a while, Jiang Shiyue found that it was not because of a dream, but because she was really in pain.

She looked down at her heart.

The thick gauze went from the left shoulder to the right waist and back again.

Jiang Shiyue looked up at Chen Shanhe suspiciously: "What's wrong with me?" ”