It's over... Chang Yue realized this immediately.
She then pulled Xie Yi away from the crowd and came to a secluded location, fearing that the two of them would be separated by the crowd.
There won't be any danger, but it will be troublesome to find someone.
Xie Yi's method doesn't work, and now every blood donation point is overcrowded. The group of people who usually bickered, scolded each other online, and fought against each other suddenly came together.
For the same thing,
For the same goal,
for the same direction.
It would be more practical to pretend to be a student in Tsinghua University than to wait in the hospital to send the second batch of medical teams to Sichuan.
Chang Yue pulled Xie Yiren out of the campus and got into the car, feeling a little confused. I wandered around aimlessly all night.
Go home, the house is deserted, the two guys are not here, go back... It's better to distract yourself on the road.
The two of them hung out until around ten o'clock in the evening, but the crowd of people donating blood on the street still didn't disperse, so they had to go home in frustration.
I didn't sleep well all night. The two of them were awakened many times by their own nightmares. As soon as they closed their eyes, they were covered in blood.
Early the next morning, the two of them got up early, washed themselves briefly, and rushed to the hospital.
There is no news yet about continuing to organize a rescue team. The situation there is all over the place.
Some people say the situation is serious, others say it's nothing at all.
Director Kong was not at home either, and there was only one leading professor who was not at home that day to preside over the work.
Professor Rudolf Wagner is listless. He has had 10 tip surgeries today and he can't keep his spirits up.
The professor told the Xie people what happened yesterday, and then fell silent. If the boss can't come back, is it still necessary for him to perform surgery here
he does not know,
He was confused.
Xie Yiren began to report to the operating room, quietly familiarizing himself with the operating room, and preparing the items needed for the operation.
Zheng Ren is not at home, so the surgery still needs to be done.
The sky will not collapse just because someone is absent.
Tomorrow, the sun will still rise. It's just that the people bathing in the sun are different.
One day passed in confusion, and Professor Rudolf Wagner performed an excellent operation. The first-stage tip surgery was not difficult for him at all.
Moreover, Zheng Ren was not here. He seemed to want to devote more energy to research work. He did not go back to the hotel at night and stayed in the interventional department of the 912 Hospital to take care of postoperative patients.
Chang Yue and Xie Yiren went home and had no intention of cooking or eating out. The simplest thing is to make a mouthful of instant noodles, the kind that is soaked in hot water. And no one noticed when the water boiled. The water was already warm when making noodles.
After dinner, Xie Yi was sitting on the sofa like a kitten, hugging a pillow and turning on the TV absentmindedly.
When it was broadcast to the news channel, she wanted to know the previous information, even if it had nothing to do with Zheng Ren, it would make her feel that their hearts could be closer.
But the moment it was broadcast on the news channel, Xie Yiren was stunned.
The host, who has always been known for being serious and rigid, burst into tears and lost control of her emotions. Another new host was replacing her.
The new host is a little calmer, but only a little.
"We have watched the situation in the disaster area recorded by frontline reporters. Now, let's connect with frontline reporter Sun Zeli and ask her to bring us the latest reports." The host reduced the lines and the pictures.
She didn't want to cry, and she didn't want the show to be stuck here. There have been three hosts changed, and if they change again... there will really be no one left.
After saying this sentence as quickly as possible, the TV screen changed.
Under leaden gray clouds, an unkempt female reporter wearing a camouflage uniform soaked by rain sat on a big rock and said: "Hello everyone, I am frontline reporter Sun Zeli. I have been sitting here for ten full years. In two hours, I witnessed the changes here.”
As she spoke, she pointed to a hill more than ten meters high in the distance and said: "At 3:50 in the morning, when I was separated from the sharp knife squad because of a sprained ankle, there was just flat land there."
Just as he was talking, a piece of gravel flew over.
The stone was not big, but it moved very fast. It flew past Sun Zeli's brow bone, leaving a trail of blood.
A line of blood flowed down the injured brow bone, like bright red tears.
striking,
Shocking!
Sun Zeli didn't pay attention. The flowers in the greenhouse experienced wind and rain and matured in just one night.
She wiped away the blood casually, and her face turned red, as if she had just applied some blush randomly.
Not ugly,
Especially beautiful.
"I witnessed with my own eyes a flat land gradually rising, and I also saw rivers changing their course. We humans are so insignificant in the face of the power of nature."
"However, even so, we did not retreat. The soldiers, the soldiers of our people, marched forward in blood regardless of their own safety."
"This is not a battlefield, but it is as cruel as a real battlefield." Sun Zeli said calmly: "In front, soldiers are charging and bleeding and dying. As a frontline reporter, I will report more news to you."
The live broadcast ends here.
Until the signal in front disappeared and the screen switched back to the live broadcast room, the new host burst into tears again.
Xie Yiren was stunned, and she realized what she had missed. As for what came after the program, she didn't care at all. She opened the pad, found a video website, and started looking for the replay of the news channel.
The live broadcast started on the plane.
When she saw the familiar figure, she burst into tears.
She covered her mouth with both hands to prevent herself from crying, but it was all in vain.
Scene after scene, unfolded in front of the Xie people.
Mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, it was like hell on earth and the end of the world.
The familiar figure was walking in front, only occasionally appearing in the field of vision. Running all the way until finally, the group of people were walking on the gravel beside the barrier lake. Su Yun lost his footing and Zheng Ren pulled him up at the last moment. Both Xie Yi and Chang Yue were frightened.
"Tomorrow, I'll find someone to ask. Let's go to the front line." Xie Yiren wiped the tears from his face. Unknowingly, the discarded tissues on the table had piled up into a small mountain.
Chang Yue was silent, watching the video replay, silent.
"Sister Yue?" Seeing Chang Yue's silence, Xie Yi felt a little strange.
"Yiren, I think we should stick here." Chang Yue's eyes were red, but he did not lose his calmness. "The patient needs to be treated. We can't just leave Fugui'er here alone."
"..." Xie Yiren hesitated.
Chang Yue used a tissue to wipe away the remaining tears on Xie Yiren's face, her eyes were red, and she said with a smile: "They will be fine. It doesn't matter whether we go or not. There is a unified arrangement in the organization, so let's not cause trouble. ”
Xie Yi was a little confused.
The TV was still playing news from the front line, and Xie Yi watched attentively, just wanting to see that familiar figure and knowing that he was still safe.
But that figure was only glimpsed and never appeared on TV again.