Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Zhang Dasheng's death is very sad.

In the intensive care unit of the entire hospital, there seemed to be deep sorrow.

This kind of thing is too common for hospitals.

The only difference this time is that this young life died to save a child.

Zhulu angrily hit the wall until his knuckles were stained with blood.

Perhaps the crying inside was so sad that even two big men would cry.

Jiang Muche clasped Zhuilu's shoulders, but remained silent.

Not long after he entered the industry, he saw the death of a comrade-in-arms around him for the first time.

In the past, he participated in firefighting only with passion.

I have never been afraid, and I don't know what it is to be afraid.

But when he saw the captain seriously injured and his comrades sacrificed, he felt the mission and burden on him for the first time.

For them, life is not something that can be achieved with a passion for it.

"He has already come out of the blood field, and even gave a child his fire suit and oxygen to save another child."

Zhuilu gritted his teeth.

In fact, the people were not rescued in the end, but at that time the superior had announced that they should retreat.

If Zhang Dasheng hadn't rushed in persistently, he wouldn't have lost his life in vain.

Jiang Muche tightened his grip on Zhulu's hand. At this moment, they had no way to say right or wrong.

The people in the hospital were still grieving, but there was a louder sound coming from outside the hospital.

"Murderer."

"The scourge of the people, you useless things, murderers."

There was a constant sound coming from outside, and it quickly approached here.

A group of dark people seemed to have recognized them.

Then he rushed towards the two of them.

In the next second, someone grabbed Zhuilu by the collar and lifted him up.

Jiang Muche wanted to step forward to stop him, but Zhulu pushed him down.

"It's him. These firefighters are basically officials and officials, and they see people with dogs."

"They didn't want to save people at all. My son was killed by them."

The woman behind her accused loudly.

Because of too much force, there was even a twist on his face: "I want to sue you, you people are abusing your power and killing people like nothing."

The woman's words were extremely sharp and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What kind of public servants of the people, with the money we give every year, don't take human life at all. My son is only two years old, and he is still seriously ill. You people killed him alive and died in the fire. .”

As the woman said, she sat down sadly on the ground.

Crying loudly and patting the floor, it attracted more people's attention.

"Say, how to compensate!"

The man who was carrying the competition was tall and tall, nearly two meters in height, and he felt a sense of oppression.

Zhuilu had a cold face, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "We're sorry we couldn't rescue your son, we've tried our best, if you reported it earlier..."

"It's obvious that you only care about saving the manager's son. I'm a small professional, and my words don't matter at all. When you save people, you don't pick up the ones who are capable. The children of our ordinary people will die first, just like me. Their children are worthless."

As the woman spoke, she threw herself on the ground, crying hoarsely: "You group of powers, murderers, killed my son."

The woman cried more and more uncomfortable.

Zhuilu gritted his teeth, his voice seemed to be trembling.

"If you hadn't locked the door, if you hadn't called the explosion when it exploded, we wouldn't have lost a firefighter."

His voice was low.

It was as if every word was squeezed between the teeth.

The hands hanging by the sides also clenched into fists, clasping tightly together.

The bulging veins on his face revealed how much the man was trying to endure.

Originally, their rescue mission had been completed, but this woman suddenly ran out and said that there was a two-year-old child in the small grocery room on the fifth floor.

At that time, he and Zhang Dasheng had just come out of the fire, and because of the woman's words, Zhang Dasheng, who had no protective measures, rushed into the fire without hesitation.

The result is that because the rescue time is not enough, it is not only the unrescued children who are sacrificed in the end.

And a father whose son had just been born.

One battle hurts far more than one family.

"Sorry, we didn't rescue your son."

Zhuilu gritted his teeth and repeated what he had just said.

But the people on the ground were not forgiving, and the people brought here were even more vicious.

"You are firefighters, and saving people is what you should do. If people are not rescued, then our lives are in vain."

"What can't be saved, you are just trying to curry favor with the managers of the shopping malls, officials and officials, what kind of people's soldiers, serving the people, it is simply playing the rudder according to the wind."

"The manager must have given you benefits in private, so you saved his son. If you don't save us, the murderer will pay compensation."

There was a sudden noise in the corridor.

Jiang Muche wanted to stand up, but was held down by Bo Shaochen who rushed over.

He lowered his head and said, "These people came here with a purpose, if you make a move, you will fall into their trap."

When some people die, it makes people sad.

Some people die, even if they are sad, they are not worth the immediate benefits.

Jiang Muche's eyes were red: "They are too bullying."

It was indeed their fault that people were not rescued.

But the time for them to get the news is too short, even if there is a way, there is no time to save them.

For this reason, they have already lost a comrade-in-arms, but what these people think is how to frame them and get compensation.

Sure enough, people's hearts are always changing.

"Even if it's bullying, you can't do anything, unless you don't want to wear the clothes anymore."

They entered the profession as military personnel and as service personnel.

It is their duty to save lives and their mission to serve.

No matter how unwilling they are, no matter how wronged they are, their fists can only be directed at the enemy, not at their own people.

Jiang Muche's red eyes were full of blood.

Bo Shaochen stepped forward, tore off the man's arm, and rescued the deer.

"This is a hospital, not a place for you to play mahjong."

Just as the man was about to speak, Bo Shaochen glanced over and said, "If you obstruct the work of the medical staff and delay the patient's treatment, if you kill someone because you are making noise here, it is also murder. None of you... can run away."

A sharp look swept across.

The person who was tossing on the ground just now became stiff.

"You said, murder if you say it is murder, what did we do? We want justice..."

"Being fair is what the Public Security Bureau should do. This place only accepts patients, and you make noise at will. This is a critically ill area. If someone is in danger because of you, I think those family members should really want to talk to you about their experiences."

"They are firefighters. It's reasonable not to save people. Okay, let's talk at the hospital, and we will go to the fire station to find their leaders."

The man pulled up the woman on the ground and left cursing.

Looking at the backs of those people leaving, Jiang Muche suddenly said coldly: "Is it really worth it to risk my life for this kind of people?"