Chapter 20 Die Together or Live Together No one thought that on the night of Zhuo Wannian’s 70th birthday, Zhuo Qun would get into a car accident.
His car turned over and he was stuck inside, unable to get out. The traffic police set up a cordon and the police and medical staff were trying to save him. His legs were tightly clamped by the car, and the car's fuel tank was leaking.
Oil.
The traffic police kept blowing whistles to disperse nearby vehicles and crowds.
The ground was covered with glass particles, and under Zhuo Qun's car, there was a pool of blood, and the area was growing.
"Director Li, how is President Zhuo doing? Has he died?" the traffic police captain wiped his sweat. This car could explode at any time.
"There is still breath, but it's very weak. If he can't be rescued, he may bleed to death. Is there a cutting machine? The steering wheel must be cut off to pull the person out."
The captain stood up and looked at the fuel tank. The smell of gasoline was too dangerous. "No, the fuel tank is leaking. Using a cutting machine may cause the car to explode."
Director Li had a sullen face and didn't know what to do for a moment. He decided to amputate the leg, but Zhuo Qun had lost consciousness. Amputation must be done with the consent of himself or his family. He was just a doctor and could not afford this responsibility. Without amputation, people would not be able to pull the leg.
The longer it takes to get out, the more dangerous it becomes. Maybe Zhuo Qun bleeds to death, or maybe the car explodes and injures more innocent people.
"Director Li, it's no longer possible. The oil tank is leaking more and more. We need to evacuate immediately."
At this time, Zhuo Ling rushed out from the crowd, "No evacuation is allowed," he easily jumped over the cordon and rushed to the car, "If you can't save my brother, no one is allowed to evacuate." His breath was full of emotion.
He smells strongly of alcohol, speaks irritably, and walks a little frivolously. No matter how much he drinks, there are still times when he is drunk.
With so many glasses of high-strength liquor, it was time for a cow to pour. He grabbed the captain's collar and lifted up the tall, burly traffic police captain. "You said you wanted to withdraw, right?"
Are you withdrawing? Let me tell you, if my brother has any shortcomings, you can't bear it!"
Although he was drunk, Zhuo Ling was not talking big words. Universal Jewelry Group had invested a lot of financial resources in the construction of Shanghai, and the Zhuo family was a prominent family with knowledge of both black and white. Every step of his step could change the national economy.
Shocked, a small traffic police captain really couldn't bear it.
The captain frowned, stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the leaking fuel tank. White smoke was still coming out at this moment, "Young Master Zhuo, it's not that we don't save it, there's nothing we can do. Once the cutting machine moves, the car will probably die soon."
If there is an explosion, not only will President Zhuo die, but we will also die.
I can't bear to have so many brothers." The traffic police captain was a rough man, but when he talked about the moving parts, he started to gasp, "They are also sons, husbands and fathers at home. How many families are there here?
My family, if something happens, I can't bear it either."
Zhuo Ling ran over, followed closely by Fang Ting and Ning Ning, and finally Zhuo Wannian and Cai Nianlan, as well as Butler Li and a bunch of people.
Outside the cordon, Ning Ning cried and shouted for her father, and Fang Ting begged the police to let her go and take a look at her husband. Zhuo Wannian and Cai Nianlan were very old. If they hadn't been supported by someone, they would have collapsed long ago.
Zhuo Ling felt dizzy, and the stamina of the liquor came back to him. He let go of the captain and staggered forward.
Director Li also shook his head, "President Zhuo's vital signs are getting weaker and weaker. If we don't rescue him..."
If you don't rescue him, you will be dead. Zhuo Ling took a breath. He would never let his big brother die like this. "I'll bring you the cutting machine. You all retreat, and I'll cut it!"
At the critical moment, the captain did not hesitate and arranged everything immediately. The cutting machine was quickly brought, and everyone retreated two hundred meters away except Zhuo Ling.
"Brother, brother," Zhuo Ling crawled on the ground and leaned half of his body into the car, "Brother, can you hear me? I am Zhuo Ling, hold on tight!" He stretched out his hand and touched the wet and hot liquid.
, through the street lights, Zhuo Ling saw the blood on his hands, and his knees were soaked in the blood shed by Zhuo Qun.
"Brother, Zhuo Qun, think about your parents, think about Ning Ning, think about Universal, you have to hold on!" His voice was trembling a little, and his heavy head became more and more dizzy in the prostrate state, and he started cutting.
He almost cut his forehead, "Ah!" and a few strands of hair fell down.
He shook his head to make himself more awake, "Brother, hold on, we brothers will either die together or live together."
When the cutting machine hit the steering wheel, it made a "crack" sound, and little sparks appeared in the darkness. Just a "click" sound was heard, the steering wheel broke, and the car did not explode. Zhuo Ling felt a surge of hope in his heart.
.
He quickly climbed out and threw away the cutting machine. He saw more white smoke coming from the fuel tank, like mist, and the smell of fire came with it.
"Master Zhuo Er, the car is about to explode. Come back quickly." The captain walked closer wearing a body armor and shouted to him with a loudspeaker.
Zhuo Ling didn't pay attention at all. He only had one thought in his mind, either die together or live together. His calf pants were soaked through, and his skin felt the heat of his elder brother's blood. He knocked hard and felt dizzy.
He suddenly knelt down at the car window, grabbed Zhuo Qun's arm and pulled him out.
"Brother, we're out, hold on, we're out!" He said as he summoned all his strength to drag Zhuo Qun out of the car.
Zhuo Qun injured his leg. Because he was lying upside down, he was covered in blood. His white shirt was stained a shocking red.
"Brother, brother, we live together, we brothers, we have to live together." Zhuo Ling picked up his eldest brother, who was not many centimeters shorter than him but weighed twenty kilograms more than him, and quickly left the car.
Suddenly, there was a "bang", and Zhuo Ling felt a shock wave push from behind him, and he and Zhuo Qun fell to the ground.
The car exploded. When Zhuo Ling ran about fifty meters away from the car, the car exploded. Within ten seconds, they almost turned into meatloaf.
Zhuo Qun was quickly pushed into the ambulance. He was covered in blood, and Ning Ning hugged her mother and did not dare to get close.
As for Zhuo Ling, he stood up in a daze and saw his eldest brother being carried into the ambulance, followed by a group of people surrounding him. He wanted to follow him, but he could no longer walk in a straight line with his feet.
The people next to me are all ghosts.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, are you okay?" Lao Li, the housekeeper, came up and asked.
Zhuo Ling waved his hand, "I'm fine, you go see my big brother."
"How about I send someone to take you back first?"
"No, I'll be fine if I take a rest. You go see my big brother."
He insisted, and Lao Li had no choice but to let him.