"After dozens of hours of hard work, our team finally entered the disaster relief site at the epicenter of Baimu Town. There are still aftershocks. I experienced one just now, but I am not afraid at all because there are soldiers and doctors around me. They provide
We have brought enough security.”
At the scene, reporters wearing safety helmets were broadcasting live to the whole country.
The camera follows her movement and arrives at an excavation site.
The huge machine made a buzzing roar. Even though the equipment worn by the reporter was very advanced, it still almost completely muffled her voice.
"The location I am in now is a local primary school. This is a two-story building. As you can see now, only a pile of stones is left.
The staff are digging carefully, and when they encounter some places that are difficult to deal with, they can only let our soldiers carry them, because a little carelessness may lead to a secondary collapse, which will be fatal to the people under the ruins.
of.
According to the information we collected, there are more than 300 students in this school, more than 200 have been rescued, but many others are buried underneath.
Hey, I heard just now that I seemed to hear shouting."
The reporter could not conceal his excitement and ran towards the scene.
I saw a small hand emerging from the gap.
The soldier said carefully, "Don't move. You will be safe when we cut through the cement block."
The cement block pressed on it was too big to move, so it had to be cut with tools.
Finally the cement block was broken into small pieces, revealing a panicked little face.
The soldiers picked her out from the ruins.
She couldn't bear it anymore and cried "Wow".
"Her arm is broken. Send her to treatment quickly." The soldier shouted nervously.
Doctors in white uniforms pushed a parallel car, put the child on it, and rushed to the emergency vehicle hundreds of meters away.
If you look down from the air, more than 60 emergency vehicles form a square array. If it is night, they become an eternal city of light.
After the child enters the treatment area, he will be graded first and is determined to be level D or above. Four emergency vehicles in the front row will be arranged for rescue.
These four emergency vehicles are from the Military Region Hospital, Tianhua Hospital, and Provincial People's Hospital.
Among them, the emergency vehicle where Tianhua Treatment Group 8 is located is ranked second.
The child was lucky. Zhao Yuan happened to finish treating a patient, so she followed closely and was able to receive treatment.
Zhao Yuan found that the child was very conscious, but in fact the internal injuries were very serious. In addition to a broken arm, a steel bar penetrated directly through the chest. Otherwise, in this situation, he could only be regarded as a Class B casualty.
"This damn steel bar!" Jiang Jing couldn't help but curse.
Zhao Yuan glanced at Jiang Jing and began to treat the wound, while thinking about how to deal with it.
"Uncle Angel, am I going to die?"
Uncle Angel?
It was a strange title. Zhao Yuan calmed down and said seriously, "No, as long as we are here, you will be fine."
"Uncle Angel, if I really can't be saved, don't save me. Go save my classmates and teachers?"
Although the girl's face was dirty, her eyes were particularly clean, like the trickle of melting ice and snow in the Tianshan Mountains.
"We will cure you, and we will cure your classmates and teachers."
Jiang Jing no longer knows how many times she has cried.
I once thought that I had experienced countless lives and deaths and had been trained to be as hard as iron. But when I really encounter this kind of scene, I still can't help but want to cry.
Zhao Yuan said softly, "When you wake up, will all your classmates and teachers be rescued?"
"Really?"
"Really! Angels never lie."
Zhao Yuan winked at the anesthesiologist.
The anesthesiologists come from the Provincial People's Hospital. Due to the limited number of people, only about ten cars are equipped with anesthesiologists for higher-level surgeries.
In fact, the anesthesiologist knew very well that the young surgeon in front of him actually did not need an anesthesiologist at all. He was even more proficient in understanding drugs than he was.
Anesthesia takes effect quickly.
The girl slowly closed her eyes.
Zhao Yuan pressed one hand on his heart and gently touched the junction between the steel bar and the skin with his other hand.
The steel bars were inserted into the girl's body thirty hours ago. It's hard to imagine how the girl persists until now.
Zhao Yuan used a hacksaw to cut off half of the piece, and then tried to pull it out while kneading the muscles.
Jiang Jing felt her heart beating into her throat.
The process of pulling out can easily cause heavy bleeding.
The girl might die right now.
Whoosh.
"Okay! Get ready to open your chest."
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yuan threw that damn half of the steel bar into the tray.
Jiang Jing looked at the instrument and saw no change in her physical signs.
How is this done?
Use manual pressure to stop bleeding?
Jiang Jing knew that this was Zhao Yuan's specialty.
It sounds simple, but it's actually very difficult!
I didn't expect it to be so practical in actual combat.
Zhao Yuan's expression became more and more solemn, and as the chest was opened, the situation inside became clear.
Because the steel bars penetrated the body, it caused terrible trauma to the inside, causing large-scale pollution. In addition to thick blood, there was also a lot of inflammation.
This situation can easily lead to sepsis.
Zhao Yuan performed the operation smoothly, as if he was doing an ordinary thing.
The anesthesiologist next to him was stunned.
He has also worked with emergency doctors. In his impression, the surgeries performed by emergency doctors are not too difficult. It would definitely be very difficult to perform an operation like this, which obviously exceeds level 4.
But Zhao Yuan behaved calmly and calmly, as if he just wanted to drink water.
Sure enough, it makes sense that Tianhua's emergency surgery is famous throughout the country.
The aftershocks started again.
The surgical cart was bumping up and down like it was drunk!
The impact of aftershocks, in addition to sensory stimulation, is more of a mental pressure.
But Zhao Yuan's hand has always been steady.
"alright!"
Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little girl who was covered with patches, he felt relieved.
He was afraid of breaking his promise and living up to the title of Uncle Angel.
There was a burst of cheers from outside, and Zhao Yuan winked at Jiang Jing.
"See what happened?"
A moment later, Jiang Jing happily rushed into the operating room.
"The rubble of the school has been cleared out, and many people are still alive."
Many people are alive, which means many people have left this world.
At this point in time, it's too late to be sentimental.
Zhao Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Get ready and start accepting the wounded."
There is a division of responsibilities.
The most dangerous job at the moment is naturally those soldiers searching for people in the ruins.
However, although Zhao Yuan did not take the lead, his current work is more important.
They want to make search and rescue operations worthwhile.
If the person is rescued, but he cannot survive, everything is meaningless.
There were wailing sounds outside.
"Doctor, please save Mother Lu."
Lu’s mother’s real name is Lu Bing. She is young and is the principal of this Hope Primary School.
A woman in her thirties took root in this impoverished mountain village and used her own strength to bring the seeds of knowledge and the spark of a future to these children.
After the earthquake, she had a chance to escape to safety.
But she chose to return to the classroom, organized an orderly evacuation of the children, and was eventually buried in the rubble.
