Chapter 383

When the teenager and 18-year-old Lori were in the ward, the gate of No. 7 middle school was full of people.

A frightened student.

Anxious and angry parents.

Sweaty rescue and medical personnel.

As well as the families of the victims who still died or were seriously injured in the accident, they were even more devastated. The wailing voice made Mu Changqing who had just arrived more and more afraid, and her heart was like a small drum beating hurriedly.

"Hello! Excuse me... "

The crowded crowd, like sardine cans, kept order, and the police officers kept shouting with their trumpets.

"Hello... Hello! How are the students inside? "

Finally, she caught a nurse sitting on the kerb to rest.

"Everyone has left the scene of the accident, but..."

Mu Changqing can't wait for her "but":

"Where's Lin Xiaoxian!"

The nurse was stunned:

"Who?"

"No... sorry, i... my wife is in there. I can't get through to him. I don't know..."

Mu Changqing choked without two words. If something happened to that person

The nurse wiped her sweat on her clothes. The eyes of such a beautiful woman were so swollen that she was distressed to look at it.

However, in the face of the number of deaths and serious injuries coming from ahead, she groundlessly advised people that "everything is fine".

After all, despair after hope is the most painful.

"Don't worry, that... The people in the core area of the accident who are not seriously injured are placed in the tent over there. Why don't you go and have a look with me..."

"Thank you! Please take me! "

Mu Changqing grabbed the nurse's hands. The cold fingertips worried the nurse, and immediately added:

"It doesn't matter if you don't find it. The injured people have been sent to our hospital. It's important to save people. The hospital service desk is recording the roster..."

Mu Changqing didn't want to listen to these words and didn't dare to listen. He perfunctorily "um" twice. In short, he went to the tent in the resettlement area under the leadership of the nurse.

Of course, many anxious parents were surrounded outside the resettlement area. After the nurse brought Mu Changqing, they could only vaguely see some students who were only injured by skin and flesh wiping potions outside.

The nurse didn't know it was blocked, but it was reasonable.

"Sorry, I can't get in according to the regulations... Eh? Where are the people? "

She turned around slightly apologetically, but found that Mu Changqing had disappeared.

A woman who began to work hard to raise two children by herself at the age of 16. After almost crying dry tears, she always has a vigorous and resolute action that ordinary people don't have.

Mu Changqing bypassed the crowd, took off his wrist and fell into his mouth. Unexpectedly, he took a white coat from a small table outside the warning line and put it on. Then he quickly pulled up his long hair behind his head, tied up his hair in a hasty bun, opened the warning line and walked towards two temporary tents printed with "health emergency".

On the way, some medical staff found her high-heeled shoes, but they were busy with their work after muttering twice.

The long tent can accommodate twenty or thirty people. There are few cries. What Mu Changqing hears outside the tent is mostly low sobs.

"Xiaoxian... Xiaoxian!"

Suddenly, a cry of pain made Mu Changqing's heart stagnate. She hurriedly broke into a tent. It seemed that she found a strange boy.

His eyes darkened again. Mu Changqing glanced at the red stain on the boy's knee.

Yes, his nephew won't be as useless as this man.

The temporary loss didn't stop her pace. She didn't find any familiar faces in the tent. Mu Changqing came to another roof.

This time, there was a harvest.

Three pale figures sat side by side on a bench.

"Xiao Yan Suyuan... You... And Zhou Jia!"

Mu Changqing stepped forward quickly, his throat moved, and forced to sip his dry lips:

"Where's Xiaoxian? Are you okay? Where's Xiaoxian? What about Xiaoxian? "

Mu Changqing asked and looked around. He didn't see his nephew. Then he realized that the three girls with dirty faces were all pear flowers with rain, and their nose and eyes were red.

The only better Gu Xiaoyan sat in the middle of the bench. He also strongly supported the tears that would roll down all the time. His hands held Su Yuan and Zhou Jia's hands tightly.

Su Yuan's small face was buried on Gu Xiaoyan's shoulder, and her intermittent sobs had a hoarse taste, while the study committee member on her right had lost her eyes. In the past, her delicate thin lips had lost all their blood color. Her left hand was held by her friend, while her right hand hung powerlessly. The water droplets in her eyes continued to flow down the dry tears in front of her and sobbed, The collar was almost wet = it was generally wrinkled loosely.

After seeing the tearful appearance of the three girls, Mu Changqing was hit by a strong dizziness.

"Sister mu..."

Gu Xiaoyan, who could still speak a few words, was about the first to recognize Mu Changqing. He stood up trembling and hugged her. Tears burst into his eyes again.

……

Mu Changqing doesn't know how he insisted on hearing the story, nor how he fainted.

When she woke up in the second hospital, the words of the nurses around her that "the ruins have not been cleaned up" and "Lin Xiaoxian still has a chance to survive" sounded like futile comfort to her.

“……”

With her eyelids half closed, her eyes were out of focus and swept around to accompany the people around her.

"Xiao Mu woke up! Come on, water! "

Gu Xiaoyan, sun Fenfen, Han Xuanxuan, Su Yuan

In addition to Zhou Jia, who disappeared, many acquaintances gathered around her bed at some time, except for him and the most important person in her life.

Endless pain surged up, like thousands of needles through the heart. Mu Changqing closed his eyes and felt that the whole person had sunk into the dark seabed. The invisible silence and cold flooded the heart, and finally burst into tears.

In addition to Gu Xiaoyan and Su Yuan still sobbing silently, their parents were silent, either frowning or wiping the corners of their eyes with their mouths.

At the door of this ward, another person was watching everything silently.

The original expensive high-heeled shoes at her feet broke their heels and had been replaced with flat bottom nurse shoes that didn't match her. This slim but sloppy figure almost wanted to go in, but they all gave up. After standing quietly for a while, he squeezed his fist and left quietly.

……

More than ten minutes later, the media interview for the scene was finally opened again, and several exhausted rescue workers panted in front of the camera:

"Now... We have completed all the search for the ruins on the site, and there are no more discoveries. Next, we will make detailed statistics of casualties."

"I just heard the radio at the door that another student was missing. Is that so?"

"Yes, but we used the most advanced equipment and did not find any biological signs, but after a rest, we will..."

"Well... Sorry to interrupt."

The reporter suddenly craned his neck and pointed to the ruins of the rostrum that had become a mess in the distance:

"You just said that the search is over. Could you tell me the one over there... Oh, no, it's two people. Is it the search and rescue team sent by other departments?"

"Ah?"

The rescuers interviewed looked down the reporter's hand. Sure enough, there were two people shaking in a pool of ruins.

"Maybe... Right..." he couldn't be sure. He waved and refused the follow-up interview. "Sorry, I'll go to the captain to confirm first."

In fact, the figures in the ruins are not shaking, but searching.

Look for pieces of gravel after pieces of gravel.

Move one piece of cement after another.

The sawdust of the light box pierced his fingers, but the beautiful figure lying in the ruins ignored a sip and continued to dig with his hands little by little with memory.