Chapter 1192

Hold on tight with your little hand:

"No, I'd rather not have my mother leave. My mother stays with me!"

Normally, Jiang Tingxu will not refuse his son.

But now, it's different.

Life is at stake!

Breaking away from his son's hand, Jiang listened to the man and said:

"Watch him."

As an adult, moboyuan must be more stable than his son:

"OK, you go there and pay attention to safety," he told.

Fortunately, after observing for a while, no oil leakage from the oil tank was found.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for Mo Boyuan to let his wife get off the bus.

Although everyone is equal in front of life.

But we all know which is more important.

With a bang, Jiang Tingxu got off the bus and slammed the door.

Then he ran to the scene of the accident and asked:

"I'm a passing doctor. What's the situation now?"

Hearing that it was a doctor, everyone seemed to find the backbone:

"Comrade doctor, there is a child in the car. He looks injured, but he is still alive!"

"Yes, yes, I was crying just now!"

Hearing this, Jiang listened carefully to the bottom of the truck and looked inside through the deformed window. Finally, he saw the child we talked about.

The child looked absolutely no more than five years old. She was a little girl with blood all over her face and a blood hole in her forehead.

However, the little girl was still alive. It seemed that she felt the breath of Jiang congxu and opened her eyes.

Jiang listens to Xu shouting loudly:

"Children, don't be afraid. Aunt is a doctor. We can save you soon. Can you hear her voice?"

The little girl didn't make a sound. It can be seen that the little girl's body is very weak and must be treated immediately.

Jiang Tingxu spoke again:

"Children, will you blink if you can hear?"

These basic conditions must be confirmed.

The little girl can hear, but her throat hurts and she can't make a sound for a while.

After blinking for several times, he finally made a difficult voice:

"It hurts... It hurts... Help me... Aunt, help me..."

Jiang listens to Xu naturally to save people immediately, but it's no use being anxious at this time.

Fortunately, 119 will arrive from the opposite side. The rescue vehicle will stop soon. Someone gets off and runs to check the situation.

When you see the situation at the bottom of the truck:

"Comrade, why are you still here?" asked.

"Hello, I'm a passing doctor. There's a little girl in here. She has vital signs and must be rescued as soon as possible!"

The person who checked the situation looked at the situation in the car and motioned silently to his teammates.

In an instant, five or six people came down from the rescue vehicle, holding tools and so on.

Jiang listens to this meeting and can only stand aside. The number of traffic accidents handled by the 119 team members has long been unclear, but they are skilled.

About ten minutes later, the almost flattened car was pulled out and broke through the door.

Jiang Tingxu bowed in for the first time to check. It was OK not to check. At a glance, his eyebrows wrinkled instantly.

The little girl's upper body can move freely, but her lower body is pressed by the front seat. Jiang Tingxu tried his best to push, but he didn't push either:

"Comrade, the little girl's leg is pressed by the chair!"

At this time, 119 people had pulled out the bodies of two men and women in the front row who had no vital signs for a long time, put them aside and covered them with white cloth.

Hearing what Jiang listens to Xu here, he quickly starts to dismantle the car and chair.