hello fireman

Chapter 160
Huajiang City.

heavy rain.

At five o'clock in the morning, a minibus with a city A license plate slowly drove into the Huajiang City area.

In fact, from seeing the dots of lights in the dark night, the atmosphere in the car became extremely dignified and tense.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the occasional flickering lights were not lights that someone forgot to turn off when they went to bed at night, but the dazzling white light from the rescue emergency spotlights.

Behind every white light, there is a miracle of life survival.

They have never been so eager, longing for more and brighter beams of light...

The roads in the urban area were seriously damaged, and the streets were covered with rubble and debris. The minibus could only reach the destination of the trip, the funeral home in Huajiang City, under the command of the traffic police on duty.

The person in charge of the reception team was Wang Xiaochun, the office director of the funeral home in Huajiang City. Drenched in heavy rain, he pointed to the busy funeral home and introduced the current poor working conditions.

Half of the buildings of the funeral parlor collapsed in the earthquake. They could only build canopies in the parking lot and set up temporary workbenches. All the surviving employees in the parlor went to work and worked overtime 24 hours a day to deal with the victims transported to the parlor. remains.

Miguo and the others braved the heavy rain and walked into the work shed.

The shocking scene in front of them stunned these supporters who came from afar.

The canopy, which was half the size of a football field, was filled with the remains of victims transported in batches from all over the disaster area.Although they have long been used to facing these eternally silent dead, but such a catastrophic scene, such a sad and shocking picture, it is really difficult for Miguo and the others to describe the complicated and unspeakable emotions at that moment.

The remains of the victims are seldom complete, most of the limbs are mutilated, and some have their heads crushed and their internal organs crushed.

Mi Guo saw a seven or eight-year-old girl. Although she had stopped breathing, her eyes were still wide open, as if she wanted to see the world again.

She walked over, knelt down, covered the little girl's eyelids with her small hands, and gently lowered her eyes, closing those beautiful eyes that yearned for survival.

The funeral home support team of City A was the first foreign aid to arrive in Huajiang, and their arrival greatly boosted the morale of the funeral colleagues in Huajiang City.They even stopped what they were doing and applauded warmly to welcome the arrival of the support team.

The leader of the support team is Yan Qichang, the deputy director of the funeral home in City A.After a brief communication between Director Yan and Wang Xiaochun, facing the team that stayed up all night, they glanced firmly at every familiar face, "Comrades, everyone has worked hard! Along the way, we have been helping the people in the earthquake zone all the time. I am heartbroken and sad. Now that I have truly seen the tragic situation in the disaster area, I believe that comrades, like me, feel extremely heavy. Compared with these victims, how lucky are we living people? Life is sacred, regardless of rich or poor. High or low, therefore, every victim should be respected to the greatest extent, even several times the favor and respect. Everyone, take a look behind you, those colleagues who stick to their posts. Among them, there are many people who died in the earthquake. They lost their loved ones here, they endured grief and stuck to their posts, no one asked for leave, and no one left this canopy with dirty air, they have been fighting for more than ten hours in a row, just to let the victims be treated well."

It was quiet all around, except for the tick-tick sound of heavy rain beating on the tarpaulin.

Yan Qichang straightened his waist and said in a firm tone: "Comrades, we are here to support, not to enjoy, to help our colleagues and victims of the disaster, not to hurt the spring and autumn, and express emotion. This is an unprecedented battle, a test Our time has come, so I decided that all the staff will be on duty immediately, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!" The uniform answer came not only from the support team, but also from all the people present.

Because the conditions for cremation are not available for the time being, the work that Miguo and the others can do is mainly to receive and transport the remains and plastic surgery.The support team was divided into three groups. Mi Guo, Wang Xiuna and Li Jing were divided into one group to delineate the area and perform plastic surgery on the body.

Due to the limited conditions of the funeral home and the large number of remains, most of them can only be temporarily placed on the ground covered with oilcloth.

In order to better restore the appearance of the victims during their lifetime, the few of them squatted on the filthy ground and kneeled on the dirty oilcloth, cleaning and shaping each corpse meticulously.

The workload is too heavy, and I don't even have the time to take a drink of water, let alone rest.

They often kneel down for several hours, their legs have long been numb and unconscious, and it is much more difficult for them to stand up than those patients whose legs are injured and recovering.

In this way, they worked from early morning to midnight, and at ten o'clock in the evening, after they experienced an aftershock of a relatively large magnitude, Yan Qichang, whose eyes were red, forced his colleagues who were sticking to their jobs 'Catch' out from the awning.

"Three support teams from other provinces just came, everyone go to rest first." Yan Qichang pointed to the temporary dormitory near the canopy.

It is said to be a dormitory, but it is actually a simple shed temporarily fixed by a few oilcloths. There are no bedding in it, only two damp wooden boards that look like door panels, which are considered beds.

The rain was getting weaker, but the wind picked up and the temperature was very low. Miguo was shivering with cold when he washed in the temporary water pipe.

After washing up, he returned to the dormitory, only to see Wang Xiuna and Li Jing standing outside in the light rain.

"What's wrong?" Mi Guo hurried over.

With a bitter face, Wang Xiuna pointed to the roof of the dormitory that was rattling by the strong wind, and said, "The oilcloth is blown up!"

The dormitory has become an open-air 'building'. Miguo asked Senior Sister Li Jing to hold a flashlight. She and Wang Xiuna moved a few bricks and built them into a pile of bricks. Standing on them, they could reach the flying tarpaulin and finally pulled it away. return.

It was still senior sister Li Jing who had the brains. She used bricks to hold down the corners of the oilcloth first, and then found a strong wooden stick and smashed them in with bricks. Only then did she save their nest.

The last three were so exhausted that they collapsed on the plank, only gasping for breath.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah-"

Miguo didn't stop until she sneezed three times. She rubbed her stuffy nose and muttered softly, "Unlucky, I got caught!"

Li Jing straightened up and went to grab her bag, "I brought medicine."

Li Jing is used to taking care of her son, so the bag always contains commonly used medicines. Unfortunately, the travel bag was soaked by rain, and the medicine bag was not spared.However, fortunately, the cold medicines are all capsules and can be taken normally.

Li Jing picked out two pieces from under the film according to the instructions, and handed the rice crackers, "I'll help you find some hot water."

Wang Xiuna straightened up, "I'll go, Sister Li."

Li Jing nodded, and when Wang Xiuna left, she sat down again, touched Mi Guo's forehead, and then took out a thermometer from the medicine bag, "Take your temperature, I think your head is a little hot."

Mi Guo shook her dizzy head, "It's okay, just get some sleep and you'll be fine."

Li Jing still forced her to take her temperature, which was 37. The result was better than expected, but she had to take medicine.

Wang Xiuna searched around but couldn't find hot water, so she caught up with the restaurant to distribute dinner.

One package of instant noodles, one bottle of mineral water and one piece of unpackaged bread per person.

She took three copies and returned to the dormitory with her arms in her arms.

Mi Guo drank the medicine with the mineral water that Li Jing opened. Wang Xiuna took out an outdoor mountaineering suit from her bag and put it on Mi Guo. By the way, she pinched Mi Guo's face and teased loudly: " The little chubby girl has lost weight in one day, and your parents will not feel sorry for seeing this."

Mi Guo blinked the moisture in her eyes, her mouth was still stiff, "Who is a little chubby girl! Why is she getting fat! It's just that her face is a little round."

Wang Xiuna chuckled, "It's a bit round, especially when it's acting like a baby, it's even rounder."

"But, it's a pity, your handsome boyfriend is not here, otherwise, there would be no place for me and Sister Li to be courteous! Isn't it, Miguo?"

"Sister Xiuna!" Mi Guo's face was burning hot.

Li Jing turned her head and asked Wang Xiuna with a smile, "Mi Guo has a boyfriend?"

"That's right! He's handsome, gentle, and has a pair of peach blossom eyes. Oh, by the way, Miguo's mother-in-law found her in the restaurant last time..." Wang Xiuna's old problem is to get carried away when she gets excited, and she half-spoken Noticing something was wrong, it was too late to shut up quickly.

Wang Xiuna knew a little bit about the last turmoil. She knew that Miguo's future mother-in-law didn't like Miguo very much, so she came to the restaurant to force Miguo to quit. Let it go.

When Du Baozhang was mentioned, Mi Guo's expression changed.

Also, Wang Xiuna mistook Li Chengxun as her boyfriend's mistake, and she didn't bother to remind her, because this person was not the other, and talking too much would only add to the confusion.

So, pretending not to understand, she smirked twice, pointed at the box next to Wang Xiuna, and asked, "Sister Xiuna, what delicious food did you bring back?"

For her clumsy way of changing the subject, Wang Xiuna cast a disdainful look, picked up the box, and flicked it: "It's convenient for fans, and there is bread."

Miguo didn't eat well all day, and when he saw the food packaging, his hunger instinct was released at once.

A few minutes later, Li Jing lifted the vermicelli soaked in cold water, and picked up a vermicelli with a plastic fork to test the hardness.

She frowned and shook her head, "I can't eat it, it's too hard and very spicy!"

The rice crackers stared at the simple packing box with piercing eyes. Regardless of the sickness and weakness, he straightened up and grabbed it in his hand. "As long as it is edible, it doesn't matter if it is raw!"

Before Li Jing and Wang Xiuna could stop her, Mi Guo had already swallowed most of the bowl.

As a result, it was natural to choke.

Wang Xiuna regretted it to death. If she knew that dinner was for this immovable fan, she would grab some rations from the food package sent to the disaster area.

Even just a bag of raccoon noodles is excellent.

Distressed to death to eat rice crackers fans.

Wang Xiuna reached out her hand to touch Mi Guo's head to express her comfort, but Mi Guo turned around and ate quickly with a vigilant expression, "I'll take another bite... just one bite."

(End of this chapter)