Chapter 96 In the wind and rain, Song Haiyang sent anti-typhoon items
Chapter 96 In the storm, Song Haiyang sent typhoon prevention items
Author: Man Hui
Chapter 96 In the storm, Song Haiyang sent typhoon prevention items
The bag was stuck on his belt. Xu Mingxuan helped Xu Zishan open it and see that there were instant noodles, a flashlight, a candle, a soda drink, and a rope inside.
To be honest, if the town had not prepared a complete set of daily necessities for Xu Zishan, these things from Song Haiyang were so timely and practical, and they were all necessary items for typhoon weather.
Xu Mingxuan lit a lantern that made people angry and shone it closely on Xu Yingjie and Song Haiyang.
Under the light, I saw that Xu Yingjie and Song Haiyang were covered in mud and water.
Both looked extremely tired and weak.
Xu Yingjie said: "I'm fine. Look at Xiao Song. He fell several times and was hit on the head by a branch."
"How can you come out in such a heavy storm?"
The journey from Xipu Town to Yancang Town is said to be 5 kilometers, but Xu Zishan must have walked more than 5 kilometers that day. The road is usually heart-wrenching. In a super typhoon day, it is the same as risking death.
The typhoon seems to be starting to land!
There were clearly "clicking", "booming" and "thumping" sounds in the house. Big trees were broken, houses collapsed, things were blown away, and waves were rolling.
The current meteorological definition of typhoon is up to Category 12. In fact, today's typhoon, Xu Zishan feels that it has reached Category 17, which will be defined 30 years later.
I brought some water for Xu Yingjie and Song Haiyang to wash their faces. They were so tired that they no longer had the energy to wash their faces.
Xu Mingxuan washed Xu Yingjie's face, and Xu Zishan squatted in front of Song Haiyang, looking at his pale face and the blood from his forehead flowing down his wet hair.
In fact, Song Haiyang is very good-looking. Unlike Han Xinghui, who is rugged and tough, Song Haiyang has very fair skin and delicate facial features.
His face is sharp and angular, and his eyes are beautiful and clear. Although he has always been called the gangster leader, his eyebrows are not evil!
If he could calm down his temper, he would really look like a handsome man walking out of a painting. His family background is good, no wonder he is so popular, publicized and proud from the bottom of his heart.
It was the first time that Song Haiyang was so close to Xu Zishan. She looked at his face carefully and made Song Haiyang's ears turn red.
Xu Zishan moved the light to his head and saw a cut over an inch long on his head near his forehead. The wound was soaked by the rain and turned a little white.
He kept smiling, sitting still obediently, asking her to check him, his eyes moving along with her movements, always looking into her eyes.
Water was dripping from his face and his hands were shaking.
Xu Zishan knew that the water constantly dripping on his head was not only rain, but also sweat!
"What's wrong with you?"
Xu Zishan asked him, and Song Haiyang said obediently: "My legs hurt."
"Xiao Sheng, help Xiao Song open his trouser legs and take a look, be careful." Xu Zishan said to Xu Ming Sheng, "Look what's wrong with his legs!"
Song Haiyang must have been injured, and it was serious! For a person like him, even if he broke a bone, he wouldn't even complain of pain, but the sweat on his face and trembling hands told everything.
I filled two flower pots with the bag of soil that Zhu Chunxiang brought.
Turn out a raw bone grass seed and pour the spiritual spring liquid on it.
"Ah~"
When Xu Mingshen lifted up Song Haiyang's trousers, Song Haiyang couldn't help but scream and immediately shut up. Xu Mingshu used scissors to cut his trousers directly.
I saw that his entire leg was covered in blood, and there was a half-foot-long bloody mouth. The flesh and blood were turned outwards ferociously, and the bones were looming inside.
"Sister, he..."
Xu Mingshu wanted to say that Song Haiyang was seriously injured. Song Haiyang immediately covered his mouth, pulled a towel to cover his legs, and said to Xu Mingshu in a very low voice: "Don't scare your sister, I will go to the hospital after the typhoon passes."
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Xu Mingxuan looked at him with dark eyes and said nothing.
He originally disliked this person, but in his heart he envied him for being able to live a carefree life.
Now he feels that Song Haiyang is actually quite nice.
Although Song Haiyang didn't say anything, how could Song Haiyang's injuries escape Xu Zishan's mental power? She saw his wounds.
Another aloe seed came out from the space and was also thrown into the flower pot.
Soon, under the nourishment of the spiritual spring liquid, both the bone grass and the aloe vera grew to the length of an oak tree. She immediately picked off two leaves of the bone grass, pounded them in the mortar, and turned them out.
Take a bottle of mineral water, put the juice and leaf residues into the bottle, shake it a few times, and pour it into two bowls.
"Xiao Sheng, help Comrade Xiao Song drink." He looked at Xu Yingjie again, "Dad, you also have a drink."
Xu Yingjie had already recovered. He smelled the familiar smell and wanted to ask if it was bone grass, but when he thought of Song Haiyang's presence, he remained silent.
Song Haiyang looked at the green cucumber juice-like water and asked, "What is this?"
Xu Mingxuan said: "This is the herb prepared by my sister for you."
Song Haiyang didn't say a word again. He happily drank the medicine prepared by Xu Zishan. He originally thought that the herbal water must be bitter, but it wasn't bitter or unpleasant to drink. It just tasted like grass.
Aloe vera grows half a meter tall in the dark.
Xu Zishan took a knife and cut off a thick piece of aloe vera, removed the outer shell, and cut into thin slices the elastic and transparent gelatinous pulp inside.
"It hurts a little, please bear with it."
He tore off several wide strips of cloth from the bed sheet, helped Song Haiyang clean his wounds carefully with alcohol cotton balls, forcibly aligned the split muscles, applied transparent bone grafting aloe vera, and tied them up with strips of cloth.
Song Haiyang was so painful that he was sweating like pouring rain. He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth without saying a word. He thought to himself: With Xu Zishan bandaging it, it would be worth losing this leg!
Then I thought about it, no, how can I take care of her after her leg is disabled?
Xu Zishan didn't know what he was thinking, so he bandaged him and then bandaged Xu Yingjie. Xu Yingjie's wound was not big, just a little skin scratch. The siblings also applied aloe vera on their father.
"I've only been here for a short time, and I haven't prepared many things. Let's take a look first, and then go to the hospital for a checkup immediately after the typhoon passes."
As soon as Xu Zishan finished speaking, she heard shouting outside, and she looked out through the cracks in the door and window.
A corner of the fifth-grade classroom, where the students were originally concentrated, collapsed!
Xu Zishan said to Xu Mingshe: "Brother, you watch here, I'll go see the classmates."
Song Haiyang and Xu Yingjie both said: "If the house falls down, what are you going to do? You can't repair it."
"I have to go, there are my students over there."
She is a teacher and must go at this time.
Only when I got to the classroom did I realize that a big hole had been made in the roof by a fallen tree.
Except for two classmates whose heads were smashed, the other students escaped and huddled in a corner of the classroom.
But the situation is not optimistic. As long as a hole is broken, it will be easy for the wind to blow up again.
Principal Yu was so nervous that he lost his voice. He pointed at the two students with broken heads, his hands shaking all the time.
Xu Zishan looked at the pouring rain outside and the storm that kept pouring into the house. She felt that the house would collapse at any time.
"Boom, boom", the second grade classroom collapsed, because it was a mud wall, and now the water in the campus was deep, and the mud house was soaked down.
No, we have to move quickly!
She thought of the door of isolation.
Say loudly to the students: "Students, don't be afraid, the teacher is here, don't be afraid!"
In an instant, she released her mental power, simulated the entire campus, and moved all the people to the isolation door.
What the students saw was still the familiar classroom, and the storm outside the window was still there, but they didn't know that they were no longer on the original campus.
The simulation of the isolation door is very good. The environment inside is synchronized with the environment outside. Sound, light, electricity, film, etc. are all simulated simultaneously.
Thunder, wind, rain, the snap of broken trees, the image of collapsed houses, water on the ground, the wind rattling the doors and windows.
Everything feels like being there.
It will be distributed in one go and you won’t be asked to make two trips! It’s so funny*\()