Chapter 482 Heading to Tang City

Chu Mingzhou's heart skipped a beat and he bit her as if to punish her.

"Ah~ You are born in the year of the dog!"

Chu Mingzhou was too lazy to respond to her. He just picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

The fan brought a breeze that made the curtains sway slightly.

Chu Mingzhou put the person on the bed and went into the bathroom again, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Be careful with your wounds."

"Know."

"You hurt your calf, didn't you? Do you want to lift one leg and step on the stool to wash it?"

As he finished speaking, something in the bathroom seemed to be knocked over.

Then Chu Mingzhou's somewhat angry voice came, "No need..."

Lin Anan was laughing so hard that she had already taken off her coat in the bathroom. She simply got up, found her pajamas in the closet and put them on. She lay back on the bed comfortably and stretched out.

When Chu Mingzhou came out of the bathroom, his body was still covered in moisture, with a few water droplets dripping on his short hair. The water droplets were particularly sensible and ran to his collarbone, then along the collarbone to his chest muscles and abdominal muscles, and finally sank into his mermaid line.

Lin Anan's eyes slid down and finally stopped at his calf, where there was a small piece of gauze wrapped around it, so the wound should not be big.

She patted the spot beside her and gave him a pinky gesture.

Chu Mingzhou has always been passionate and straightforward, but this time Lin Anan saw protest on his face.

"What are you doing? Come to bed!"

"Um."

The single bed was not big to begin with, and when he lay down on it, Lin Anan rolled into his arms.

Before Chu Mingzhou could calm down and hear her say a few sweet words, the person in his arms became unhappy.

"It's too hot. You're like a furnace."

Lin Anan turned over, looked at his face so close to her, but was reluctant to push him away.

Chu Mingzhou stretched out his hands and pulled her into his arms. He rested his chin on the top of her head and began to cry out in pain, "An An, don't move! My legs hurt, and my head hurts too."

"It's starting to hurt? Did the wound come into contact with water? Did you just take a cold shower? You have a fever!"

"If you let me hug you more, it won't hurt anymore."

Yoho~

Are you starting to act cute?

Lin Anan wanted to laugh again, but her heart was so soft that she pretended not to understand his tricks and hugged him back cooperatively, "Hug me, you can hug me as long as you want, you're making me so sad."

Chu Mingzhou smiled and hugged her tighter.

When his hands started to touch around, Lin Anan slapped them away.

"Rest well first and we'll talk after you recover from your injury."

Chu Mingzhou stopped obediently. Actually, he didn't think much about it. It might be because of the injection. He felt a little dizzy and very sleepy.

Lying down on the bed like this, with his young wife hugging him in her arms, he felt completely relaxed.

As soon as I relax, all the tiredness comes over me.

After a while, Lin Anan heard his even breathing.

Lin Anan felt the person beside her gradually fall asleep, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she closed her eyes.

At night, the moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkling on the buildings of Jingxi Hotel.

That night, there was no thrilling rescue, no serious and tense reporting, but only peace and companionship after going through all the storms.

In the early morning of August 2nd, just as the sky was getting light, the convoy heading to Tang City had quietly packed up.

Lin Anan still followed Commander Zheng's car, but this time she sat in the passenger seat, while Chu Mingzhou sat next to Commander Zheng.

Today they will follow the leaders sent by the organization to Tang City to express their condolences, deliver a batch of medicines, and collect detailed post-disaster information.

Several transport planes were roaring through the clouds in the sky. They were the airdrop supply fleet heading to the most dangerous disaster area in Tang City.

Five days have passed since the earthquake. The clamor for rescue efforts has gradually subsided, replaced by a nationwide wave of support for reconstruction.

As the convoy left Kyoto, the sun was rising from the horizon, dyeing Tiananmen Square golden red.

Lin Anan leaned against the car window, watching the street scene rapidly receding, her thoughts racing through her mind.

She also experienced two devastating natural disasters, each more tragic than the last.

It is actually very heavy to write all these in a book.

However, the new book "Dawn" has already formed a basic framework in her mind.

Lin Anan believes that this trip to Tang City will be very meaningful.

She tightened the cloth bag on her knees, which contained a thick stack of money that she had withdrawn over the past two days, a total of ten thousand yuan.

She originally wanted to donate in Kyoto, after all, the supplies had to be collected and purchased here. But after Commander Zheng learned the news, he told her not to worry, to take the money first and go to Tang City to check the situation first.

When the car drove into Tang City, the air began to be filled with the smell of disinfectant and dust.

In the farmlands on both sides of the road, makeshift tents are connected together, and red flags flutter in the morning breeze.

The closer you get to the city, the more obvious the signs of damage become - the houses are almost all in ruins, broken road signs are stuck crookedly in the ruins, and occasionally you can see epidemic prevention personnel carrying sprayers for disinfection.

"That's the direction of the mining area." The old guard looked to the left.

Lin Anan followed his gaze and saw that the former industrial buildings had turned into rubble, with only a few crooked chimneys standing stubbornly, like silent exclamation marks.

The car slowly drove into the military garrison area, and Lin Anan's breathing suddenly stopped.

The scene before my eyes was more shocking than I had imagined!

Almost all the buildings on both sides of the main road collapsed, and the remains of roof tiles piled up into small hills. Occasionally, faded slogans could be seen hanging on half of the broken walls.

A flattened bus was lying sideways, its windows shattered and the roof covered with thick dust. Fine sand was floating in the air, and the sun shone through the dust, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

"Five kilometers ahead is the Kangnan District of Tang City, which was originally a commercial center. It used to be very lively at night, but now..."

The car stopped near a makeshift medical point. There was a long queue outside the white tent. Doctors in white coats and soldiers in military uniforms were walking around, treating the wounds of the wounded.

An old man sitting in a wheelchair was looking towards the ruins, tightly clutching a yellowed family photo in his hand.

Just one glance and Lin Anan's eyes were red.

"Commander, we're here."

The old guard got out of the car first and opened the door for Commander Zheng.

Lin Anan pushed open the car door and felt a damp feeling accompanied by the smell of blood.

Looking through the dense crowd and into the distance, the dam can still be vaguely seen. The sandbags piled up during the rescue are still neatly stacked on the dam, like a winding lifeline. At present, many soldiers are reinforcing the dam, forming rows of small dots.

Chu Mingzhou walked up to her and said in a low voice, "During the earthquake, the water level of the reservoir surged and pipe bursts appeared in the dam. The first team of the Panshi military exercise was there at the time, but unfortunately there were not enough people, so many soldiers used their bodies to block sandbags..."

Lin Anan looked at his calm profile and suddenly remembered the notice in the earthquake night operations room that "the danger in Yuanhe Reservoir has been controlled."

It turns out that behind those few short words is a line of defense built by countless soldiers with their flesh and blood.