The earthquake happened so suddenly that the entire Yushan Mountain collapsed, and even the lives of the people in Yushan Mountain were turned upside down. Many people are immersed in fear or the grief of losing their loved ones, unable to extricate themselves, and can only listen to the arrangements of the rescuers in a daze.
Ambulance, resettlement, search, setting up tents, distributing supplies... These things have to be done by the rescue team, but what can 150 people do? It was only possible to set up several one-piece tents before the heavy rain, and one or two hundred people were crowded together, and there was no room to turn around.
After a thrilling day, in the pouring rain, I saw Deng Zijiao running back holding her mother's hand tightly. Her face was full of tears, but there was a reassuring smile on her lips. The people who were squatting in the tent seemed to be greatly encouraged. . They woke up suddenly, hope burst out of their cloudy eyes, and they took the initiative to help the rescue team expand the tent, distribute supplies, take care of the wounded, and search for the trapped.
Lei Ting gathered uninjured young adults and asked them to line up and search the city inch by region; people who had studied medicine were incorporated into the medical team; the remaining women and children helped cook and look after the children and the elderly.
The work efficiency of the rescue team has been greatly improved, and many people were brought back in one morning. The first three days after the earthquake are the most critical. After three days, the life of the trapped people will gradually be cut off. This is a race against death, and no one dares to relax in the slightest.
Knowing from the communicator that there are seriously injured people who need immediate surgery, Han Zhuoyu handed over the life detector to others and quickly returned to the camp. This is a middle-aged man whose lower limbs have been broken and needs to be amputated, and the operating room is ready.
After the amputation operation, another patient with severe brain injury was sent in. Han Zhuoyu only stood outside the operating room for a few minutes before returning to intense work.
Unknowingly, a whole morning passed, and whenever he saw that Young Master Han was free, the bodyguards guarding outside wanted to speak up, but were interrupted by the seriously injured people hurriedly brought over again and again.
It wasn't until two or three o'clock in the afternoon that Han Zhuoyu had time to sit down and drink water when there were fewer injuries.
"Are you injured?" Seeing Lei Ting standing outside the operating room, the young man frowned. This is the biggest worry in his heart. They came well, and they must go back safely.
"You didn't even eat brunch, let's go, change shifts with someone else." Lei Ting dragged his wife away.
The tent area has been expanded a lot compared to yesterday, but it is still not possible to have one bed per person. If the camp beds are not enough, bricks and planks are brought in to make a large bunk, which can sleep dozens of people in a row. Several large stoves were built in the open space outside the tent, and a large piece of plastic sheeting was propped up on bamboo poles to keep out the rain. Several women were heating hot water.
Lei Ting originally wanted to squeeze in with his soldiers, but because of the special status of his daughter-in-law, she is currently being watched by many powerful groups, and if she is not careful, she may be kidnapped. So I got a separate tent, and there are people to protect me anytime and anywhere.
"Take off your clothes and take a shower." Bringing a bucket of hot water, Lei Ting took off his wife's shirt, wet the handkerchief and wiped it carefully for him, finally found a set of dry clothes for him to put on, and then took Get instant noodles in a kettle.
"Eat, you missed lunch, this is all you have now." When the dough was soaked, Lei Ting handed the bowl to his daughter-in-law.
Han Zhuoyu nodded, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.
"Eat slowly, why are you in a hurry!" Lei Ting said dissatisfiedly while pinching his wife's neck.
Han Zhuoyu really slowed down, took a sip of hot soup to warm his stomach, and asked with concern, "Have you eaten?"
"Eat, I heard from them that you haven't eaten, I'll come and have a look."
Han Zhuoyu was relieved, he ate the noodles slowly, even drank the noodle soup, and was about to get up and walk towards the medical area.
"Don't go in a hurry, get some sleep first." Lei Ting put his arms around his waist and pushed him down on the bed.
Han Zhuoyu frowned, struggling to get up.
"Your face is pale, and your eyes are full of red blood." Lei Ting touched the young man's eyelids distressedly, and his tone suddenly became harsh, "Can you guarantee that you will not make a single mistake in a state of high fatigue? You know If you can’t hold the scalpel steadily, it’s not saving people, but harming them! Give me a good rest, and go after recharging your energy!”
Raising his hand, he found that his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably. Han Zhuoyu sighed and fell limp on the camp bed.
"Hey, sleep peacefully, I'll watch you." Lei Ting kissed his daughter-in-law's frowning brows, and rubbed his left little finger. This is a habit left behind when I helped my daughter-in-law rebuild, and I still can't change it now.
Han Zhuoyu was soothed by his gentleness, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Pulling off the thin quilt to cover his daughter-in-law's slightly heaving chest, Lei Ting sat quietly for a few minutes and then left in a hurry.
With things in his mind, Han Zhuoyu couldn't sleep well, and woke up after only an hour.
The torrential rain outside is still falling, which makes people feel depressed.
Walking quickly to the medical care area, the number of wounded being sent was gradually decreasing. There were several corpses covered with white cloth outside the emergency room, waiting to be sent to the morgue. Deep sorrow was solidified on everyone's face, and strong negative energy filled the humid and stuffy air.
Han Zhuoyu put on a white coat and rubbed his aching temples.
"Doctor, hurry up, someone committed suicide!" An anxious shout came from afar, and four men came staggeringly carrying a woman.
The face of the medical staff changed, and they immediately pushed the emergency bed to meet him. The woman's left wrist was covered by a man's clothes, and bright red blood dripped all the way through the cloth. The woman's lips are very white, her eyes have gradually lost their light, and she is holding an urn tightly in the crook of her right arm.
The medical staff understood everything in an instant.
"Push her into the emergency room and prepare plasma." Han Zhuoyu had already put on his surgical gown and gloves. Everything was ready, when he lowered his head to see the woman's face clearly, his expression changed slightly.
This is Cao Wangyang's mother.
"No, I don't want you to save me! Let me die!" The woman still had a sliver of sanity, and she struggled slightly, feeling that the nurse was about to remove the urn in her arms, and she sat up, the wound on her wrist was deep enough to see the bones , Instantly spurted out a stream of blood.
"Don't remove the urn, hold her down and anesthetize her." Han Zhuoyu calmly gave the order.
The nurse hurriedly held the woman down and put her on an oxygen mask filled with ether. The vision blurred, and the woman glared at the young man with hatred before she passed out.
Taking a deep breath and getting rid of all distracting thoughts in his heart, Han Zhuoyu methodically stopped the bleeding and connected the broken blood vessels and tendons.
Due to the timely discovery, the woman was not in danger and was sent to the medical care area after the operation. But since then, Han Zhuoyu always felt that there was something blocked in his chest, which made him restless.
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The depressing day passed, and the next day, the torrential rain still ruthlessly washed the ground.
Lei Ting left within two hours of sleep, and Han Zhuoyu then went to visit the patient.
Before entering the tent, a middle-aged man's angry voice came, "What kind of medicine do you take? I won't take it! When will the helicopters and the army come? Is the country leaving us alone? They can't see so many people dying ? I’m a fart! It’s better to die! You are the ones who died!”
The nurse was still consoling in a low voice at the beginning, but at the end of the quarrel, she cried and shouted, "Why did I hurt you? We worked so hard to take care of you, and it's fine if we don't get a thank you. What's your attitude? It's raining heavily outside. , the road collapsed, how did the helicopter and the army come here? Without our rescue team, you would have died a long time ago, how can you still call me here? You can’t be so heartless!”
Han Zhuoyu opened the curtain and found that the nurse's tray had fallen on the floor, and the medicine was scattered everywhere. The middle-aged man was full of hostility, and the wounded around him didn't show any dissuasion. They just watched the farce with numb eyes, and there were still many pills in the small plastic cup beside their bed. Apparently, they, like middle-aged men, refused to take medicine. Whether the injury is serious or not, or whether they can recover, they don't care anymore.
Numbness, depression, rage, despair, silence, frustration, guilt... The huge disaster left bloody wounds in these people's hearts, and all the negative emotions piled up, destroying the happiness and beauty that remained in their hearts.
They need a healthy mind more than a healthy body. After retreating outside the door, Han Zhuoyu contacted Qu Jing and asked him to send another group of psychiatrists. Post-disaster psychological reconstruction must start as soon as possible.
The head nurse apologized on her behalf, and when Han Zhuoyu came in, the situation had calmed down, and the atmosphere in the tent was indescribably oppressive.
Han Zhuoyu went to Mother Cao's bed and sat down, staring at her quietly.
Mother Cao, with a numb expression, suddenly shouted, "Get lost!"
The head nurse rushed in like a frightened bird, and the bodyguard guarding the door looked alert. He reached into his jacket pocket and touched the cold handle of the gun.
Han Zhuoyu waved his hand to signal them not to be nervous. Facing a patient who had lost a lot of blood and was weak, he had enough ability to protect himself.
"Please calm down." He said lightly, bowed after a moment of silence, "I'm sorry." Since the other party believed it was his fault, he would never defend himself. Someone has to step up and take responsibility.
Mother Cao sneered.
Everyone looked at the young doctor with insensitive eyes.
"I heard that when the stone fell, your son hugged your head. It was you who should have been injured." The young man narrated in a flat tone, without any comfort.
"Yes, I'm the one to be damned." Mother Cao finally showed an expression other than anger and hatred, holding her son's urn tightly, wanting to cry, but there were no tears in her dry eyes.
"Your son hopes that you can live." Han Zhuoyu opened his eyes and said slowly, "I don't know if you have heard that there was a little girl yesterday. Others said her mother was dead, but she didn't believe it. She said she My mother is calling her in my ear, my mother is in pain, and my mother is still alive. We went to her former home, and it turns out that her mother is not dead. Why do you think she could foresee all this? Is it a hallucination caused by excessive sadness or her mother's The spirit is calling her?"
Mother Cao unconsciously listened carefully.
There was silence in the ward.
"If people have souls, they will definitely be with the person they love the most. Your son loves you very much. He left you the hope of life, but you repay him by committing suicide. How do you say he is feeling now? ? Will he be sad and disappointed, will he shout in your ear angrily? Can you imagine his expression of regret?"
Tears welled up in her dry eyes, and Cao's mother hugged the urn and wept loudly. She actually knew that it wasn't the doctor's fault, but she couldn't help but wonder, if the doctor took her son into the operating room, would he survive? The more I think about it, the more my heart aches...
Her grief infected everyone, sobs echoed in the tent.
Cry, just cry out. Han Zhuoyu sighed and walked out slowly.
A middle-aged man choked up and shouted from behind, "Doctor, doctor come quickly! I want to take medicine! My daughter-in-law is looking at me, she will definitely scold me!"
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"Come here, come right away!" The little nurse ran in with tears streaming down her face, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
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Only love and hope can defeat despair.