He Is Warmer Than Time

If there is a bleeding injury, excessive blood loss, plus a wound infection, then he may not be able to survive the long rescue time.

After confirming that there was no trauma, Zhang Tuan felt more relieved and asked, "Do you have food and water on hand?"

Gu Jingxing tried his best to move, and the teapot sent by Song Ran was carried on his back. Fortunately, he carried the teapot on his back, which saved his life in a crisis.

"There is water, no food."

Zhang Tuan's expression was solemn. Fortunately in the misfortune, water is better than food. He calmly said: "In this way, try to save water as much as possible, sip one sip at a time, try not to exercise, and reduce calorie consumption, you know?"

"It's... the captain."

"In addition, in case the intercom is out of power, you will switch off the intercom after you use it up, estimate the time for yourself, and breathe with us in three hours, you know?"

"Yes, captain."

Song Ran wanted to say something more, Zhang Tuan shook his head: "Song Ran, you can't talk to him."

Song Ran couldn't understand: "Why?"

"One is that the walkie-talkie consumes too much power, and the other is that if you keep talking to him, it will make him emotionally excited. If he consumes too much calories, he will be hungry and thirsty. At present, there is no food around him, only one We don’t know how long it will take to save him from the small pot of water. It may take him several days to hold this small pot of water, so...please try to restrain yourself."

Song Ran nodded: "Okay, I see, I see."

As long as it is for his good, she must do everything.

Song Ran wiped the rain off his face and smiled at Song Xuan: "Sister, he is still alive, he is still alive."

Song Xuan touched her face distressedly: "I told you, he will be fine, can I eat something now?"

Song Ran followed Song Xuan to the tent on the side. The conditions in the disaster area must be very poor, only white steamed buns and mustard, not even a mouthful of hot water.

Song Ran gobbled a few mouthfuls, not at all disgusted, Song Xuan became more distressed, Song Ran is really able to endure hardship now, making her heart ache.

Song Ran sat in the tent after eating the steamed buns, holding the walkie-talkie tightly, for fear of missing any information from Gu Jingxing.

Under the dark ruins, Gu Jingxing's eyes have adjusted to the darkness. He looked around, sat up hard, removed the big rock on his leg, and then moved hard. The pain suddenly made him groan, and it really hurt. When it comes to the bones, the ribs on the chest are slightly injured.

He panted heavily, moved back and leaned on another piece of gravel, then stretched out his hand to take the water bottle from his body and held it in his hand.

Xiao Ran is his lucky star, really his lucky star, if she hadn't repeatedly told him to drink water, how could he bring this pot of water before leaving?

He unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip carefully, then closed the cap again, carefully guarding the bottle in his arms.

The rain outside gradually stopped, and the hope of rescue was even greater. Song Ran's gaze had been fixed on the excavator and drilling machine, and his heart kept touching his throat.

Jingxing, anyway, you must hold on, hold on until they come to rescue you, hold on until you meet me again, have you heard?

The sky gradually darkened, and headlights hung on the crane's long arms, illuminating the surroundings as bright as daylight, and everyone was eager to participate in the rescue.

Everyone is trying their best to think about one place in their heart and move their energy to another place.