After washing and resting, the two set off again. As they gradually entered the central area, there were more and more survivors, but the post-earthquake situation became more and more shocking.
The streets were filled with cars that had crashed into each other, burned to the point of leaving only their frames. A high-speed train had derailed, piercing through a tall building in front of it, its body twisted and deformed, with several sections falling to the ground and two sections still hanging outside the building.
There were corpses everywhere, lying bloody on the street, or with a pale limb sticking out from under the bricks. There was a collapsed office building, which was packed with people doing business during the earthquake, and the bodies were piled up on top of each other.
This is just what can be seen. There must be even more people buried beneath the invisible ruins.
Yan Bubu was very quiet along the way, without making any sound, but the hand that was tightly holding Feng Chen was cold and was still trembling.
When they passed a half-crumbling wall, a dark shadow suddenly hung down from the open window, blocking the two of them.
It was a woman hanging upside down. Her neck was stretched very long because of a broken cervical vertebra. Her black hair was fluttering in the air. Black blood flowed out of her mouth, slid across the sides of her nose, and dripped onto the ground along her hair.
Yan Bubu looked into the woman's lifeless eyes. His heart seemed to stop beating, his blood stopped flowing, and his mind went blank.
He heard Feng Chen urging him to walk faster, but he didn't know how to take a step. Feng Chen grabbed his armpits and lifted him to the side, and his legs dragged on the ground like sticks.
A little further away from the wall, Yan Bubu opened his mouth slightly, but was too frightened to make a sound. Feng Chen patted his face with a hoarse voice: "Hey, Yan Bubu, hey, speak."
Yan Bubu turned his eyes slowly to look at Feng Chen, then turned around and hugged his waist tightly, his teeth chattering.
Feng Chen hesitated for a moment, but did not push the person away. He raised his hand and patted Yan Bubu's shoulders twice.
After a while, the two continued to move forward. Feng Chen didn't want to relive the scene of facing the dead body again, so he kept an eye on his surroundings and kept adjusting his route. When he encountered a situation that was unavoidable, he ordered Yan Bubu to close his eyes, hold the person under his armpits, and quickly leave that section before putting him down.
As the number of residential areas gradually increased, more and more people were rushing to rescue people in the ruins.
Now is the best time to rescue survivors. In some residential areas, people called out their relatives' names and used steel bars to pry open the not-so-big cement slabs. Because the whole city was without electricity, those who were better off put gas lamps on the rocks nearby, and those who were not so well off lit a few candles.
"Okay, okay, we're out. Be careful."
Cheers came from the right front, and Yan Bubu saw someone being carried out from under the rubble, but his right knee was covered in blood and there was a gap under his trouser leg.
"Do you have a hemostatic needle... What about the painkiller... Find a rope and tie it around the cut first... No, there's too much blood flowing..."
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which clung to the nasal mucosa and was so sticky that it was suffocating. Yan Bubu was pulled forward by Feng Chen. Although he was scared, he couldn't help but turn his head frequently to look at the man, wondering if he would die.
“…Help…Help…”
Yan Bubu was stunned. He seemed to hear a faint cry for help.