When the reporter arrived, he saw a beautiful girl sitting next to him, sorting out the medicine on the table.
"You are..."
"I'm a volunteer student of Sichuan Political University. You..."
Ah Meng's fundus of eyes appropriately showed some surprise.
"Well, Hello, I'm a reporter from XX daily. These are my colleagues."
The boy with glasses came up to her and asked with a smile, "excuse me, can I interview you?
At your age, you are willing to come to such a dangerous place to help treat other patients. It's really admirable. "
"In fact, it's not as good as you say."
A Meng bit his lip and smiled shyly. Subconsciously, he stroked his bangs with his hand.
"But the school has given us this condition so that we can help everyone. It's already worth being happy.
It's nothing to admire. Just do things with peace of mind. "
"Your attitude is really good. I have rarely met a kind girl like you."
As soon as the reporter heard this, he smiled more in his eyes, "excuse me, do you take care of the patients here?
How do you take care of them? "
A Meng recalled how her companion took care of the injured, and said without changing his face.
"That's to help some seriously injured people change their dressing and feed them."
"Have you had a good rest since you came?"
A Meng shook his head and said softly, "in the disaster area, I often can't sleep. I always feel that something hasn't been done.
Seeing so many people injured, everyone is in a bad mood. "
Hearing ah Meng's words, the reporter who came over was silent.
After that.
Looking at a Meng's face, they all admire him more and more.
"Excuse me, can I take a picture of you? Just do what you usually do. We want to publish some photos of you. "
The reporter asked.
A Meng's eyes flashed a strange light, which seemed shy, "my appearance is not very good..."
"Who said that? Miss, this appearance is almost comparable to the debut actress. "
Next to a baby faced girl, she spit out her tongue and said solemnly, "don't worry, we will shoot you very well."
Listen.
Ah Meng picked up a clean rag and wiped the table next to him.
Soon.
After the reporter finished shooting, he just wanted to talk to a Meng, but the next moment, he suddenly heard someone coughing.
"Medicine, medicine..."
When you come back.
A Meng saw that the reporters were looking at her, with a stiff look, "what do you want, what do you want?"
It happened that at this time, the dead old woman woke up??!
"Miss, what she said is the medicine..."
One of the female reporters whispered.
"Oh, it's medicine..."
A Meng pretended to understand, turned and walked to another table.
But soon, when she saw more than a dozen drugs on the table, the whole person froze.
How can there be so many drugs
Where can she tell? What medicine does she take??!
At this time, she called others to ask, isn't it just to help?!
"Miss, don't you know what medicine it is?"
A young boy looked at her with deep eyes.
"No."
A Meng pursed her lips, then took a medicine that seemed to be given to the old lady by her classmates, and went to the old lady.
"Grandma, take the medicine."