[Waiting for the end of the world] Dongli chrysanthemum

Su Jie cut off the woman's sleeve with scissors. The woman's forearm was bloody, and the blood was still flowing. The rapid blood loss made her paler.

Tear the cut sleeves into strips, tie them on the upper part of the wound, and take out a pile of bottles and cans from the back basket, and do a simple hemostatic bandage. The rescue team rescued another wounded from the ruins. A female doctor Shout: "Excessive blood loss! Blood plasma!"

The supply of blood bags could not keep up with the consumption. The man had two broken legs, his calves were gone, and his bones were exposed with white thorns. He was completely unconscious. Brother Wen took a look, walked over with a cane, his fingers were like the wind, and instantly lit up. Several acupuncture points, the blood flow slowly slowed down.The reporter’s eyes are as sharp as an eagle’s, and they pay attention immediately. In fact, there are too many people and things that can be paid attention to. The officers and soldiers, volunteers, the aid from all walks of life and countries, and the self-help of the people in the earthquake-stricken areas...

But what kind of hemostasis is that?The legendary "acupuncture point" that only appears in martial arts novels? !Martial arts masters save lives in this world!He is still a disabled martial arts master!

When the host of the news scene handed the microphone in front of Brother Wen, Brother Wen said indifferently: "No time, go away." He gave those people acupuncture points to stop bleeding, made simple bandages, helped Su Jie, pounded and applied medicine, At the beginning, he was still on crutches, but later he simply threw the crutches away and hopped around on one foot. There was no time to rest for several hours after the earthquake.

If it wasn't for Su Jie, Brother Wen would not have done such a thing before. He is a lonely cultivator, and he will remember the boundaries with mortals very clearly. Just say "everyone has his own life", but don't give any help.

Yan Bawang is used to carrying his mobile phone with him when he wakes up in the morning, but at this time the mobile phone cannot be used at all.Yesterday, my son sold the company and all the money arrived. I had a drink at the bar with my friends in City A at night. Xu Zhen received a call from him before going to sleep, saying that he had met some friends and that we would hang out together and not come back.Xu Zhen didn't take it seriously. These days his son has the habit of reporting when he goes out, but he just told him not to drink too much, so he cut off the phone and went to sleep.Who knew that when he woke up, the world would be turned upside down!I don't know if my son is alive or dead!

After the main shock, there were several aftershocks one after another. King Yan wanted to find his son, but was held back by Xu Zhen and a group of people.

Don't say that you don't know where the person is or if he is still alive, even if you know, he hurt his shoulder and has difficulty moving. If there are some aftershocks, don't bury the old one in it!At this time, the soldiers became their saviors, and they were placed with heavy hopes.

The urban area of ​​City A was originally an alluvial plain. After the earthquake, it became a funnel-shaped ruin with high surroundings and low middle. Some high-rise buildings collapsed and rested on the ruins of other buildings.

It has been more than seven hours since the earthquake happened, and corpses were dug up one after another. Yan and Xu have been calling their son's phone. The mobile phone signal is not very good. Most of the time there is no signal. Even if there is occasionally a signal, the network Also blocked.As time passed, the desperation in his heart also piled up, his whole body was depressed, and he was on the verge of collapse. Eleven walked up to them quickly: "Uncle, Auntie."

"Why are you here?" the two said in unison.

"Ah Nian called last night and said he was at the ** club." Seeing their haggard faces and chapped lips, Eleven took out two bottles of water from his backpack and gave them to them. He pointed to the ruins of the city in the distance, "That club Where exactly?"

"**Club? That club is diagonally across from Crown Jewelry City, West Street, ** Street!" someone else interrupted.

Eleven took out his mobile phone and called up the map of City A, asking him to point out the location.

As soon as Yan Xu heard that his son was in the ** club on Eleventh, he immediately went to the temporary disaster relief headquarters. Outside the headquarters, there were flood victims everywhere. Xu Zhen pulled a soldier and said, "My son is in the ** club! Opposite the Crown Jewels City! Is there a search and rescue team somewhere?"

A citizen of City A with gauze wrapped around his forehead said: "If you want me to say, big sister, you have been mentally prepared for it. Near the Crown Jewels City, everything has collapsed! There are also ground cracks. You didn't look at the satellite map. The land of tens of kilometers The crack, 200 meters wide..."

Xu Zhen's legs were weak, Yan Bawang hugged her, and Eleven said to Yan Xu: "Uncle and aunt, you stay in a safe place, or you should leave here first and go back to downtown S. I have news from A Nian." Let me know again?"

Xu Zhen shook his head resolutely: "If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies! We will wait here. Did you come here after hearing about the earthquake? It's dangerous here, so go back first, and we'll tell you when we have news about him."

Eleven said, "I can't wait."

He poured out all the drinking water and food in the backpack, took the empty backpack, and said, "Uncle and aunt, take care." He bowed, turned around and strode away.

Bawang Yan was startled, and shouted at his back: "What are you doing? Come back!"

Eleven had already quickly ran into the ruins, and soon disappeared.

"This child! So... stupid." Xu Zhen murmured, thinking of her son again, tears came out, "You must come back."

Xu Zhen’s education made her never talk about superstition, but at this moment she sincerely prayed: May all the gods and Buddhas bless her son, bless her son’s lover, and keep them safe...

Eleven was running through the ruins of the city, he felt a little cold, the sun was shining straight down, not bringing any warmth.

Only now did he deeply understand Yan Changnian's anxiety when he couldn't find anyone else, and he truly understood Yan Changnian's desire to live with him.

By each other's side, you can see with your own eyes everything that happens to each other, whether he is cold or hungry, what clothes he is wearing, whether something unpleasant happened to him... Only by staying by each other's side and being able to see each other, can we truly love each other. Don't worry, it's really holding your hand and growing old together, and only then can you share each other's every bit of happiness and sorrow with each other.

Yan Changnian, did I know too late?You can't wait, so you're leaving?Why not wait any longer?Just a little while, a little while and I can find you...

Eleven rummaged through his memory for any suspicious survivors, or... dead bodies.He didn't want to look at the corpse, but he subconsciously noticed it, and when he knew it wasn't Yan Changnian, he would secretly heave a sigh of relief.He was so focused that he didn't even realize how weird he was behaving as he walked past a rescue team.

So when Daqiang called him, he just looked up at him and said, "It's you?"

Daqiang and the others detected survivors in one of the ruins, and they were discussing how to dig a safe passage to rescue them—the road here was broken and blocked, and large excavators couldn’t drive through at all, and there were piles of piles of debris above where the survivors were. Countless concrete and building materials accidentally touched places that cannot be touched, and the fulcrum lost its balance. It is likely to injure the survivors again, or directly cause the survivors to die.

It's just that the signs of life of the survivors are already very weak, and I'm afraid they won't be able to wait long.

Eleven thought that Daqiang asked him to help, and with a little daze in his eyes, he walked to the pile of rocks, hugged a reinforced concrete beam with both hands and moved about a dozen centimeters to the side.

The cement slabs and cement bricks pressed on the top of the beam shifted with the movement of the beam, but they did not cause more serious blockage, but instead opened up a narrow but almost unobstructed rescue channel.The previous problems were easily solved, and everyone had no time to do anything other than save people, so they immediately carried out the rescue according to the discussed plan.

Daqiang talked to Eleven, but Eleven didn't hear him. He stepped over a corpse that was almost smashed in two by cement slabs, and ran towards ** Avenue.

The afternoon sun was getting hotter and hotter, heat waves were steaming above the ruins, and the corpses that hadn’t been searched and transported away gave off an unpleasant smell. After this kind of disaster, it would cause severe infectious diseases, such as plague, cholera, typhus, etc., and a large number of people and animals died and died. Environmental pollution makes viruses and bacteria breed and spread; victims of hunger, cold or high temperature, fear and uneasiness, weakened immunity against diseases, are easy to be infected with viruses and bacteria, and will die if they are not careful.

The earthquake and the plague were secondary disasters after the earthquake. Eleven was not careless, and erected a protective barrier. The protective barrier consumed less spiritual power than the body's true energy. He had no time to meditate, and the spiritual power in his body was running out.

He was wearing a dark green long-sleeved sweater, and Yan Changnian also had the same one. On the chest, he wrote the pinyin of the other party's name with DIY on his chest. In a hurry at noon, he took a random one from Dongli Space and put it on. I just found out that I was wearing Yan Changnian's, no wonder it was a bit big.

I don't know how far he ran. He walked while looking at the map, mobilizing every cell to listen carefully to the sounds around him. The hairball in the backpack moved and climbed onto his shoulder again. Eleven touched it. At this time, the The presence of living beings, even a cat, calmed him down a bit.

Mao Tuan doesn't like the smell of Yan Changnian's body, and his claws are always scratching on his clothes. He doesn't know why, so he is afraid that it will scratch his clothes, so he grabs the fur from the back of his neck and says, "If you make trouble again, I'll throw you away!"

Threats worked, the hairball stopped moving.

After a while, it tentatively rubbed its head against Eleven's face, jumped off the ground, and jumped back and forth in front of him.A search and rescue team led dogs to search in the ruins. As the saying goes, cats and dogs are family members, but Mao Tuan dismissed those majestic big dogs, and shuttled nimbly among the ruins with elegant and agile cat steps.

Eleven made the hairball stop, and took out another note from Dongli's space.

[The location of the parking lot cannot be confirmed. We now have five people, one of whom is seriously injured. We will find a way to get people to the original location and use a life detector to detect it. 】Even if the parking lot sinks, it is impossible to deviate too far from the original place, just look down.

Mao Tuan ran all the way to the widest crack, but when he saw Eleven stopped, he ran back and pulled his trousers over there, determined not to budge.People and cats can't talk to each other. Eleven doesn't understand Mao Tuan's approach. He is still looking for some landmarks to determine the location of the underground parking lot that Yan Changnian said.He picked it up and said, "I want to find Ah Nian, I can't play with you."

Mao Tuan is usually quite obedient, but today he is as brave as a leopard, insisting on dragging him to the crack, scratching, scratching, screaming, rolling, and doing everything else.

Eleven picked up the hair ball and walked to the edge of the crack.

There was a helicopter flying in the crack, and I saw Eleven standing on the edge of the crack looking down, and told him to leave immediately, it was too dangerous.

Eleven turned a deaf ear and looked around desperately. Countless tall buildings fell into the bottomless cracks, and it seemed that there was a gloomy wind blowing from below. It was the ghosts of the disaster victims, which made people shudder.