When everyone’s senses were greatly stimulated, Yang Can still looked like a okay person. He took the pulp from Zhou Haoran's hands, and began to search for that layer of silt, and picked up some strange things and clothes. Socks, sheets and bedding, and countless pots and pans, pick up some and throw away some.
Yang Can just used the time of consciousness energy diffusion just too long, and he must let his mind rest for a period of time before he can use it again. He has only determined the approximate position, so he can only salvage slowly. Anyway, he understands the fact that there is still a living people.
No one understands what Yang Can is doing now, because his behavior will undoubtedly look like finding a needle in a haystack in the eyes of others, and even whether there is a needle is a problem. Wang Dalin and Wang Xiaolin couldn't help holding their noses beside them and talking coldly:" Brother, tell me, I've seen those stinky picking up plastic bottles to get rich, but have you ever seen anyone picking up these tattered ones?" "I saw one today? What's so strange in this world? There are too many idiots..." "... Don't worry if you are stupid, come out to cheat people, what is it called..."
Listening to these two singing and making a peace, everyone on the boat was silent. Most of them were soaked in the water for an hour, and they didn’t have the strength to say anything. How could they have such a good spirit like these two, Mr. Wei The second couldn't help but began to persuade Yang Can: "Leader. Don't look for it, let's go back quickly, where is there any living person here."
People are just like this. Just now they were singing praises to Yang Can. When he did something that everyone didn't agree with, these people began to forget how Yang Can picked them up one by one.
Gu Wan didn't say anything, she stretched out her snow-white delicate hand to Wang Chuanjun who was in a daze: "Bring it." When Wang Chuanjun was taken aback, Gu Wan had already grabbed a pair of his medical gloves and put them on her hands. He stretched his hand into the water and started fishing, expressing his support for Yang Can with practical actions.
Watching this gentle female doctor clutching her nose and trying her best to endure, and constantly rubbing the sweat from her forehead with her elbow, and picking up the debris one by one, Wang Dalin and Wang Xiaolin were not very vocal anymore. Ajuan's wife and Xia Sheng both had injuries, but they didn't know when they started to learn Gu Wan's appearance, and they reached out and fished them in spite of their nausea...
In the midst of everyone’s suspicion and incomprehension, Yang Can’s pulp finally came across something, and Wang Chuanjun’s searchlight struck it immediately. He saw a person and couldn’t help but yelled in excitement: "There... there..." and Jiang Wei two people hurriedly pulled the man up.
The comatose girl Mo was about fifteen or six years old. She was covered in feed and silt, her eyes closed, as if she had been floating in the silt for a long time, thinking that she had been swept here by the flood. "Touching" his neck was still warm, and he didn't die. Everyone was overjoyed. Yang Can used facts to prove the correctness of his judgment. Facing the contemptuous glances of his fellow villagers around him, the Wang brothers couldn't help being speechless, and they kept thinking. Cursing... This kid is really lucky, he actually found a living person.
I saw that the little girl was full of silt and impurities, exuding a pungent smell, and the Wang brothers and a few villagers involuntarily flinched back, clutching their noses and frowning.
The girl had good luck, because her body was lightly supported by lumps, and her face was always outside. Although she drank a lot of water, she still kept breathing slightly. But when she was rescued and checked, it seemed that some changes had occurred. She was responsible. The first aid Wang Chuanjun yelled anxiously: "Her heartbeat and breathing are getting weaker! Jiang Wei came to help..." Some time before they rescued the little girl, her face was turned to the side. It might have happened. Drowning.
Wang Chuanjun cleaned the little girl’s mouth and nose with mud and dirt, then took out the gauze wrapped fingers and pulled her tongue out of the mouth, tore her jacket to keep her breathing unblocked, Jiang Wei Coming to help, the two picked up the girl's waist in the very small space on the assault boat, let her back up and pour the water with her head hanging down, but this method had little effect and only poured out a small amount of sewage.
With quick hands and feet, Wang Chuanjun quickly turned the girl over for artificial respiration, completely ignoring the stench on her body, while Jiang Wei repeatedly performed heart massage... again and again. Until his hands were sore, the girl still didn't respond.
It's been more than five minutes, Jiang Wei checked the time, pulled the arm of Wang Chuanjun who was still working hard, and said sadly: "Ajun... Alright. It's no longer saved."
Wang Chuanjun gritted his teeth, his face that had always been smiling was deformed due to pain, and he snarled unwillingly: "There is help, who said it is not saved... She just stopped breathing! I will try again." Turn her back upside down and press it down hard, hoping to expel the blockages in her lungs and airways, but there is still no response.
As a doctor in the emergency department, he hated this kind of patient being delivered to him alive, but watching her death, he tried his best to pull her back to the ghost door.
Wang Dalin, who was sitting at the end of the boat, was a little dismissive when he saw these people busying themselves. He glanced at it but seemed to recognize the girl: "Isn't this the second girl of Wang Lei's family?" "Yes." , Seems to be." Several people whispered and confirmed the identity of the girl. Wang Dalin couldn't help but began to persuade with a sarcasm: "I said, doctors, don't waste your energy. If you can't save it, don't save it. This little girl, her family died two years ago, she usually lives by stealing chickens and "feeling" dogs in the village. Some time ago, she stole the money from the canteen at the entrance of the village. Even if she saved her life, she would be a disaster..."
"Yes, the leader, don't be busy, forget it, let's go ahead, it's too stinky here."
Wang Xiaolin and Wei Lao Er also yelled again and again, advising Wang Chuanjun and the others not to waste their energy, making Wang Chuanjun, who was almost desperate, flushed with anger. Annoyed and desperate.
Yang Can, who had been closing his eyes and rested, heard these words, suddenly opened his eyes and "shot", jumped up, using an incredible speed, and jumped to the end of the boat in a few steps. The hand picked up the bald, low-ranking Han Wang Dalin who had been talking coldly for a long time, with murderous intent in his eyes, and squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth: "She can't survive, and you have to die."
In the stunned everyone, Wang Dalin raised his hand and threw Wang Dalin into the water a few meters away like a watermelon, allowing him to struggle in the rapids.
"You... a..." Wang Xiaolin was about to jump up in shock, but he felt a chill in his throat. A white and shiny scalpel was placed on his neck. Jiang Wei's cold and slender eyes were full of cold light, and he put his fingers He put it to his lips and made a "shh" gesture.
In an instant, Wang Xiaolin, who has always been arrogant, didn’t even dare to move his fingers. He saw with his own eyes this doctor using this scalpel to cut the epidermis of his arm and dispose of a piece of wood sticking in, as if he were playing. There is no doubt that if the opponent's wrist shakes, he will die.
The sudden change frightened all the villagers on the boat. They didn't understand how this group of doctors and soldiers who looked like Maitreya Buddha just now became so brutal.
They would never think of how savagely helpful people like Jiang Wei and Yang Can who belonged to the special department of the old k are. If their tasks require it, Jiang Wei alone can look at these people in front of them without blinking. Obliterate all.
"How?" In the horrified eyes of people, Yang Can walked to Wang Chuanjun and asked about the situation.
"Her lungs were blocked by obstructions, which made her unable to breathe and needed emergency surgery. But I don't have the equipment right now. She may not be saved." Wang Chuanjun's voice was full of unwillingness, and she was about to announce the girl's death.
"Ajun, let me try. You can help her." Yang Can told Wang Chuanjun to put his hand on Er girl's back. After the rest, Yang Can's abilities also recovered some. He saw the girl's Although the blue "color" consciousness seems to be nonexistent, it still exists, which shows that she is still saved.