The president is dying every day

Chapter 111 Reunion After Disaster

Jiang Huan's face became pale and pale, and after sitting there for 5 minutes, his heart began to tingle abnormally, almost breaking through the bloody skin on the surface.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the day when he learned about Ren Chuan's stomach cancer.

Death's scythe was raised high, claiming the life of his beloved.

Jiang Huan pushed his desk heavily, made a phone call while walking, strided forward, and asked around. Due to the influence of the cold front, Guizhou has been raining heavily for a week, and the nearest airport is not operating at all.

If the public plane doesn't fly, it will fly a private plane.

Jiang Huan was able to get a helicopter parked in Guizhou. He got off the plane and directly boarded the helicopter to fly to the epicenter.

The earthquake came too fast and suddenly, before the reporters and newspapers had time to go deep into the epicenter, Jiang Huan sat in the helicopter and watched a group of earthquake experts analyze the cause of the earthquake, saying that the northward movement of the Indian Ocean plate caused the Eurasian plate to be under pressure, and under the influence of gravity Down, resulting in a thrust, dextral, compression fault earthquake.

Jiang Huan read the technical terminology and proper nouns for 10 minutes, but he didn't understand what he was talking about, but this was the latest news he could find about the earthquake, so he studied it word by word like it was his graduation thesis.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the helicopter's fan blades, making a sharp and piercing sound, and the stern lightning flashed across the dark sky from time to time. Looking down from a high place, you can see the collapse of the mountain, the backflow of the river, and the original good rivers and mountains have become devastated. .

Jiang Huan read another group of experts' analysis, and the plateau is mostly karst landform, with underground cavities, which can easily cause earthquake-related disasters such as tiankengs and mudslides.

In one sentence, Jiang Huan's heart was completely sunk.

In addition to him, there were also fire officers and soldiers, armed police officers and soldiers, and medical rescue teams rushing to the front line of the disaster area. In the bitter wind and rain, there were many retrograde figures who were marching forward against the heavy rain.

Where the signal of Ren Chuan disappeared, the helicopter could not land directly, and there were still [-] kilometers left, and vehicles could not pass, so he could only rely on his own legs. Jiang Huan, wearing a raincoat, took the medical staff to get off the helicopter, and prepared to climb over the ruins on foot. past.

However, he underestimated the damage caused by natural disasters too much.

The originally well-ordered streets have been filled with ruins, buildings collapsed, telephone poles blocked the road, and the dilapidated signboards were washed by the torrential rain. The rain washed the streets, bringing out traces of blood.

There was a faint cry of despair in the rainstorm.

The medical staff brought by Jiang Huan have always sat in the clean and bright office, and have never seen such a disaster. A nurse opened her eyes wide, with a dazed and helpless look in her eyes, "It seems...a child is crying... "

Jiang Huan, who was walking in front, paused.

Strands of crying entangled his eardrums, and whether to move forward or retreat became the most difficult decision at this moment.

The nurse knew that she had said something wrong, "Maybe... I heard wrong..."

Jiang Huan was panting heavily, he gritted his teeth and took two steps forward, but every step he took was suffering, he forced himself to be cold-blooded, not to meddle in other people's business, even if he didn't save, there would be armed police officers and soldiers to save people, What's more, Ren Chuan is still waiting for him!

But the cry has always lingered in his brain and never left.

"Save people..." Jiang Huan didn't know how he slipped these two words from between his teeth. As soon as the words "save people" came out, the blood all over his body became cold.

The doctors and nurses froze for a moment, and Jiang Huan let out a roar from his physical strength, "I said save people—!"

The next moment, he took the lead and ran towards the ruins where the crying came, as long as the child was rescued.

Next, next brother will definitely save you.

Chuaner, wait bro.

Chuaner -!

Everyone worked together to dig up the ruins. A little girl was buried under a collapsed wall. She was five or six years old. Her face was either mud or dirt, and her legs were buried under the bricks.

After digging up all the bricks and stones, I saw how miserable it was. The broken bones pierced the flesh and blood. It was exposed to the air so sharply. I don’t know which main artery was pierced. The blood was mixed with rainwater. I have been listening to it all the time.

"No..." The nurse trembled a little, "This can't help..."

"If you can't be saved, you can be saved!" The doctor pushed the nurse, and for some reason, everyone became a little bloody in the face of the natural disaster.

Jiang Huan stood at the side, the heavy rain was pouring on his body, constantly absorbing body heat, he shook his hands, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, but his lips were trembling, and before he could bite drop down.

The doctor came over with a look of embarrassment on his face, his hands were stained with blood, "President Jiang..."

Jiang Huan looked at him, hoping for some good news.

"Can I use a helicopter to transport the children away?" The doctor didn't have the confidence to say this. They were paid by Jiang Huan with money. They all knew that Jiang Huan was looking for his sweetheart. He also knew the rules of society well. The life of the poor is life, and the life of the poor is worthless.

"After being transported to the hospital, she may still be able to keep her legs..." The doctor's voice was not loud, like a mosquito buzzing. Under Jiang Huan's gaze, he said something inconsequential, "On her feet Wearing dancing shoes, it should be like dancing..."

A kid who likes to dance.

Maybe it can shine on the stage in the future.

"Use it..." Jiang Huan's Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, he closed his eyes, as if giving up something, "...save the child first."

As if the doctor had been granted amnesty, he ran back and directed everyone to work together to lift the child onto the helicopter.

Jiang Huan looked up at the heavy rain. After such a short while, the rainwater had accumulated in his eye sockets and slid down his face again.

He didn't dare to think about what to do if Ren Chuan was seriously injured at this moment. He didn't know if his choice was correct. Whether the future of the acquainted children is really worth it.

Between life and fate, is there really no such thing as high or low?

Between trade-offs, which one is more important?

Jiang Huan asked the medical staff to join the medical team, carried the first aid kit, and embarked on a journey to find Ren Chuan by himself. The heavy rain was overwhelming, and the road under his feet was muddy. Yelling over to help.

The progress bar of Jiang Huan's search for Ren Chuan was slowed down by these shouts. He looked at the lives dug up one by one, and he often cried until he couldn't make a sound. Mox's sword pierced him completely.

He is worthy of himself, worthy of so many human lives, but he is sorry for Ren Chuan.

The captain of the rescue team finally noticed Jiang Huan. The doctor was bandaging Jiang Huan's hands. The flesh and blood on his fingertips had been worn away, his nails had been damaged and deformed, and his skin had turned white after being soaked in rain for a long time.

The captain handed him a bottle of water and unscrewed the lid, "Brother, you are..."

Jiang Huan raised his head and took a big sip before gaining the strength to speak, but he was unwilling to say more, "Volunteer."

He looked at the rescue captain, "...can you guarantee that no one will be killed?"

He squeezed the bottle cap tightly in his hand, his voice was choked with sobs, his eyes were bloodshot, "My lover is here... Maybe he's still alive, maybe he's dead, I beg you..."

The captain tapped his heels lightly, saluted him very solemnly, and said sonorously, "We promise."

After searching day and night, Jiang Huan finally fainted on the ruins due to hypoglycemia.

People from the rescue team rushed him to the medical station. When the bed was too tight, they applied for a temporary hospital bed for him.

When Jiang Huan opened his eyes, he didn't know whether it was day or night. The incandescent lamp above his head was shining brightly, and the glucose in the hanging bottle was ticking to help him replenish his energy.

He was struggling to get out of bed, but he tripped over something beside his feet. Looking carefully, he found a handful of oranges, half a box of instant noodles, and several cans of canned meat and sausage.

People from the rescue team sent them over one after another.

The nurse came yelling, "Hey hey hey! You can't move yet! The needle hasn't been pulled out yet!"

Jiang Huan pulled out the needle casually, stood up staggeringly, his eyes were spinning, "I have to go..."

If Ren Chuan couldn't find him for a while, he couldn't be redeemed for a while.

He struggled to get to the entrance of the tent, and before he could get out, a man with an orange came over, saw him, knelt down and kowtowed, "Senpai—! Thank you—!"

The nurses hurriedly helped the man up. During his intermittent sobs, Jiang Huan knew that he was the family member of an unknown one of the dozens of lives he had saved.

If there are merits and virtues in this world, Jiang Huan would not want any of them, and leave them all to Ren Chuan.

If there is a red thread, then he will ask for one, tie himself and Ren Chuan, and meet again in another life.

With the progress of the search and rescue work, Jiang Huan developed a habit of going to the refugee tents to look at the refugee tents when he was free during meals, and read the registration book from beginning to end, trying to find Ren Chuan's name on it.

Everyone, including the doctors and nurses, knew about Jiang Huan. Every time they rescued someone, they would ask loudly if you were Ren Chuan.

Three days have passed, and the golden period of rescue has passed.

It seemed that Ren Chuan had really died and was no longer in this world.

Jiang Huan stubbornly rushed to the front line as if he was not tired. As long as he didn't see Ren Chuan's body, there was still a glimmer of hope.

He can't listen to anyone's persuasion, he only knows about search and rescue and digging, and he can't wait to be a search and rescue team by himself, and he has to give him the police dogs.

until the fifth day.

At that time, Jiang Huan was sitting on the ruins panting for breath. He was too exhausted and didn't have a good rest. His body was exhausted and he couldn't even eat water.

At this time, people from the rescue team trotted over, shouting, "Ren Chuan! Ren Chuan!"

He was so excited that he was incoherent, "Ren Chuan...has it! Hurry up!"

At this moment, the heart almost jumped to the mouth of the throat, Jiang Huan's pupils dilated, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string, breaking the long-distance running record of his life once again.

At the door of the refugee tent, Ren Chuan was registering under a blanket. Apart from being a little dirty and his hair a little messy, he could hardly see any problems.

Jiang Huan hit his chest hard like a cannonball, almost knocking him half a meter away.

Ren Chuan almost vomited blood, he just glanced in a daze, and didn't know what Jiang Huan did to make him so inhuman, he patted Jiang Huan's back, "Okay, okay..."

In the next second, Jiang Huan let out a heart-piercing wail from his heart.

He cried so hard that his vocal cords were torn, and the smell of blood rose from his throat. He hugged Ren Chuan tightly in his arms, and his hands were about to dig into his flesh.

How come the taste of reunion after a disaster is so bitter.

Jiang Huan was not the only one crying, many doctors, nurses and members of the rescue team also wept. They raised their hands and spontaneously applauded for them. At this moment, no one cared about gender.

True love is innocent.