Little People Rise

Chapter 340
"Get up and go home! It's going to rain."

Seeing the pitiful appearance of Liu Yunfa kneeling on the ground, Li Xiaoning agreed to him. After all, Liu Yunfa was only doing it for his son. The spine scolded for half a month.

He has already been punished, so Li Xiaoning will not pursue it anymore.

"Thank you, Xiao Ning. I heard that you wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus trees. I still have six trees in the field on the mountain. When you want them, I will deliver them without asking for a penny."

"Come back, we'll talk about it later."

Just as Liu Yunfa left, there was another muffled thunder, then a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, heavy rain began, followed by strong wind and thunder.

The next day, after Li Xiaoning got up early in the morning, he immediately went to the Nantou Mountain Orange Orchard to see if the night's heavy wind and heavy rain had affected the Orange Orchard.

Although the heavy rain had stopped, it was still raining lightly enough to wet clothes. Li Xiaoning was holding an umbrella and wearing black high boots. He had just arrived at the halfway up Nantou Mountain, and before he reached the orange tree garden, his phone was buzzing. stop.

Just after connecting, Yu Qingqing's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Xiao Ning, it's not good, something happened at my dad's construction site."

Hearing Yu Qingqing's anxiety, Li Xiaoning immediately comforted her and asked, "Qingqing, don't worry, if you have anything to say slowly, what happened to your father's construction site?"

"Xiao Ning, at my dad's construction site, a welder named Zhang Damao was working in the rain early this morning. He was electrocuted and fell from the third floor to the first floor, and his stomach was pierced by a steel bar."

Yu Qingqing's voice was anxious, sad and at a loss.

"Qingqing, who are you talking about, Damao Zhang? That Damao Zhang?" There is also Damao Zhang in Shaling Village, and he helped Li Xiaoning. A few days ago, Li Xiaoning met Da Mao's father, Uncle Zhang, in the village and said that Da Mao went to the city to learn to be a welder. Also graduated.

In this way, Li Xiaoning suddenly became nervous when Yu Qingqing mentioned Zhang Damao.

"Xiao Ning, you are from Shaling Village. At that time, I came to work on the construction site. When I met my dad, he said he knew you."

"It's really Da Mao!" Li Xiaoning hurriedly asked in shock: "Qingqing, how is Da Mao doing now?"

"Well, Xiao Ning, my dad personally rushed to the construction site and sent Da Mao to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Now my dad and I are waiting outside the emergency room of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"Qingqing, don't worry, I'll be right over."

Li Xiaoning learned that there was a steel bar piercing through the body of a worker at the Yuhai construction site, and that the worker had helped his big hair, how could Li Xiaoning continue to go up to Nantou Mountain to look at the orange trees, turned around and ran down the mountain, and at the same time dialed Dong Ming phone.

When Da Mao was sent to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, Li Xiaoning felt a little more at ease. After all, Dong Ming was someone he could trust.

"Xiao Ning, I was about to call you? The hospital just admitted a worker on the construction site whose body was pierced by a steel bar."

Before Dong Ming could finish speaking, Li Xiaoning had already run to the side of the car, opened the car door, got into the car without even changing the high boots covered in yellow mud, started the motor, and said, "Mr. Got it, how is the wounded now? Is life in danger?"

Li Xiaoning asked anxiously, the car had already left Shaling Village.

"Xiao Ning, the situation is serious. The place where the steel bar penetrated is near the heart by visual inspection. Now we are doing a full-body examination on the injured, taking photos to check the exact location of the steel bar penetration, and then deciding on a treatment plan."

"Mr. Dong, this worker once helped me. You must find a way to stabilize his injury. I'm leaving the village and I'll be there in a while."

After learning about the situation of the injured, Li Xiaoning hung up the phone and hurriedly drove to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

In the emergency room of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, Dong Ming just hung up the phone of Li Xiaoning, looking at Da Mao lying unconscious on the emergency table with a pale face.

A steel bar the size of an adult's thumb was inserted into Da Mao's body, and his gray-blue overalls were already stained red with blood.

Dong Ming anxiously asked the doctor who was examining Da Mao's body: "How is it?"

"Dean, although the injured person has no other symptoms, but he bleeds too much and is in poor health. Now we only need to wait for the photo report before we can study the next treatment plan."

"The photo report, hasn't it come out yet?" Dong Ming asked, seeing the doctor shaking his head, he lost his temper immediately: "Hurry up immediately, saving people is like putting out a fire. I want them to bring it to me in 10 minutes and send it to the emergency room."

The corridor outside the rescue room was already in chaos.

Yu Hai didn't come, and went to raise money for the workers. Yu Qingqing stood by the window outside the corridor, looking anxious.

Opposite Yu Qingqing, more than a dozen workers' family members came one after another.

Except for an old man with a cane sitting in front of the emergency room with a sad expression, the others were constantly arguing.

The old man was Uncle Zhang, the father whose hair was pierced by steel bars lying on the rescue platform.

The people who were constantly arguing were Da Mao's second elder brother Zhang Hua and Zhang's uncle brothers. None of them went to the door to wait and ask the doctor about Da Mao's situation. They were all clamoring for compensation from the construction site.

"Now there are work-related accidents on the construction site, and those who die have millions of dollars in compensation."

"Well, when I came here, I called and asked. At least the construction site owner has to pay more than 50 yuan."

"We will go to the construction site tomorrow and seek compensation from the construction site owner. If we don't lose money, we will seal the door of the construction site and prevent him from working."

"Yes! Let's do it like this. We must get the money."

Standing closest to the door of the operating room, Uncle Zhang, who was leaning on a wooden stick as a crutch, had tears streaming from the corners of his eyes after hearing every word they said. Da Mao was still lying in the cold operating room, his life and death uncertain. Not only did they not After asking about Da Mao's injury for half a sentence, they clamored loudly for compensation from the construction site, and each of them blushed and had thick necks.

Uncle Zhang stared blankly at the door of the operating room, feeling pain in his heart like cutting flesh with a knife, and his hands holding the crutches kept shaking.

In the emergency room, a doctor finally sent a photo report of Da Mao.

When Dong Ming looked at the photo report, he hurriedly took the photo of Da Mao again, and saw that the steel bar piercing Da Mao's body was no more than a hair away from his heart, and there were corroded fragments in the steel bar piercing into the flesh and blood, Dong Ming's face was full. Heavy, in such a situation, once the operation is performed, there will be a huge risk. In other words, the success rate is only one in ten thousand.

However, if the wounded are not operated on as soon as possible, once the corrosion fragments of the steel bars inflame the wounded flesh and cause disease, it is also extremely dangerous, and the wounded may die at any time.

"Dean, what should we do? The rebar is too close to the heart, so we dare not operate on it."

The chief surgeon asked Dong Ming anxiously after seeing the photo report.

Dong Ming was also very anxious. Looking at the injured man whose complexion was getting worse and worse, he said: "In this way, first treat the injured wound with anti-inflammatory treatment, and then prepare for rescue at any time. All decisions will be made after Xiao Ning arrives."

Just when Dong Ming was talking about Li Xiaoning, Li Xiaoning drove a pickup truck to the entrance of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. As soon as the car stopped, he hurried into the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine in high boots covered with yellow mud, and went straight to the first-aid room on the third floor. .

(End of this chapter)