Anyone who sees Jiang Sheng for the first time will be frightened by the hideous scar on his face.
Jiang Ningning had preconceived notions and put a filter on him, thinking that he had many strange similarities with Jiang's father. At first glance, she was just shocked but not scared.
This was once a handsome face.
But, they were also extremely unfamiliar eyebrows and eyes.
To be honest, Jiang Ningning breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought... Fortunately, Jiang Sheng and Jiang Minggen were not the same person.
If he was really the original owner's father, she couldn't even imagine how she would face him if she found out that he had remarried and had a daughter again.
Can you forgive me? But what about the grievances and sufferings the original owner had endured?
Isn’t the reason why the original owner was bullied by her in-laws because she lost her parents when she was young and had no one to support her in her natal family?
Witnessing her parents rushing to the flood relief team, the original owner was sensitive, weak, and habitually retreated when encountering problems, and would only shrink into the room and cry.
The original owner had been trapped in that rainy night ten years ago all his life.
Jiang Ningning asked herself, if she were the original owner, if she found out that her father was not dead and remarried, it would be more painful than death.
fortunately.
Jiang Sheng is not Jiang Ming, this is really just a coincidence.
When Jiang Ningning was observing Jiang Sheng, she also looked at her several times.
Then he asked his wife, "Who is this?"
Huang Ying came forward and held his arm. "Captain Huo's wife is Jiang Ningning! Isn't it a coincidence that she is another Jiang, the Jiang in Jiangkuai, and you are the Jiang in Yangtze River."
Jiang Ningning? !
Jiang Sheng took a deep breath.
My heart was pounding.
When he heard Huo Donglin say that his wife's name was Ningning, he didn't take it to heart, but at this moment it was as if a heavy hammer hit his mind, making his scalp numb.
"What a coincidence!" His brain short-circuited for a moment.
"Dad, are you feeling unwell? Why are you so pale? I told you to go to the toilet, but you were stubborn and refused to listen..."
Huang Ying's nagging voice rang in his ears. Jiang Sheng returned to the hospital bed in a daze and looked at Jiang Ningning again.
His brows couldn't help but furrowed.
Jiang Ningning was really too thin, and her skin was as white and tender as a freshly peeled egg. She looked no different from a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Yaya is a hundred times healthier than her.
You don't have to think about it to know what hard times we have lived through in the past ten years.
His eyes were filled with guilt, anger, and a hint of... nostalgia.
In remembrance?
It seems like I am looking at someone through her?
But when Jiang Ningning continued to probe, Jiang Sheng had already closed his eyes tightly, his face was wrinkled, and he seemed to be in great pain.
"Is Daddy's arm hurting again?" Yaya felt very uncomfortable, tears falling one by one.
Huang Ying was very anxious: "I'll go get a doctor to come and take a look."
"I'm fine," Jiang Shenggen didn't dare to look up, holding his wife's arm tightly, "I just pulled my arm, but I didn't dare to tell you because I was afraid you would worry. Medical resources are tight, I just endured it. Even if we ask Doctor Lu to come, it won't help."
The mother and daughter were still extremely worried and tried to comfort him gently.
The family of three is happy.
Seeing this, Jiang Ningning didn't want to disturb him anymore and left silently.
She stood at the door of the ward for a while, her mind going blank. Soon, there was no time to worry about it as a new batch of wounded were sent in.
The hospital was in chaos.
An old lady sat dejectedly at the door of the operating room, beating her chest in regret, "I should have listened to Captain Huo earlier. It's all my fault that I can't bear to leave the old house."
People were whispering in the corridor.
"A large area of houses in the south city collapsed."
"That house over there has been built for nearly ten years, right? It's time to rebuild it."
"Fortunately, Captain Huo had led people to check every house in advance, and all the people have evacuated to a safe place. Only those few people were reluctant to move out and vowed to live and die with the house. This finally fulfilled their wish. They really deserved it."
Jiang Ningning thought about how in later generations when rescue teams asked the people to evacuate, there were always some stubborn old-fashioned people who refused to change their ways. After something happened, they took the army to court, causing a huge uproar.
After thinking for a while, she opened the portable cassette tape recorder in her backpack. This was a UHER recorder that she had obtained through special channels when she joined the army.
It was miniaturized by simplifying its functions, removing the speaker and retaining only the recording module. This was the model used by reporters during Nixon's visit to China four years ago.
I quietly recorded the situation at the scene and took several photos.
In the footage of the whole day, there is the hunched back of head nurse Li Chun'e, who is feeding water to the wounded with an enamel jug, and the bandage around her waist is oozing with yellow iodine.
Little Sun was sleeping curled up beside the distribution box, clutching half a piece of compressed biscuit with tooth marks on it, and his palms were covered with blisters from the burns caused by the rescue work.
And in the boiler room, Old Zhao was shoveling coal dust with a shovel. His body was so black that only a row of white teeth remained. He was freeing up the last half ton of steam for the disinfection room.
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By the end of the shoot, Jiang Ningning's fingers were frozen to the bone, and she also felt a little hypoglycemic. I emptied my backpack and suddenly remembered that I had given all the things to the girl.
If you have symptoms of hypoglycemia, you must go home immediately and replenish sugar, otherwise you may faint immediately.
The hospital has a quota of glucose, and there may not be enough for the injured.
At this time, Jiang Ningning was already sweating and her heartbeat was gradually accelerating. She tried her best to steady her breathing and walked back.
She vaguely felt that someone was looking at her from behind, but when she turned around, she saw nothing.
The family compound is only separated from the back door of the hospital by a street, less than 200 meters away.
Normally there is no problem at all, but walking in water increases the resistance. Jiang Ningning grabbed the rope and encouraged herself little by little.
The symptoms of hypoglycemia became more and more severe, and I kept sweating.
Fortunately, we arrived at the gate of the family compound smoothly.
Dormitory building.
The floors are not high and not too steep.
Jiang Ningning just continued to climb the stairs when something suddenly hit her back hard. She staggered twice, still unable to stand steadily, and fell to the side.
Directly in front of me in my blurry vision was the sharp corner of the stairs.
If you do it this way, your face will definitely be disfigured.
Jiang Ningning's temples were throbbing and she felt anxious and desperate.
At this moment, a strong arm pulled her back, and the strong smell of mud from the sandbags filled her nose.
Noticing that her body was shaking uncontrollably and her forehead was covered with sweat, Huo Donglin's dark eyes changed and he picked her up horizontally: "Ningning, where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital."
Jiang Ningning felt dizzy, and her feet felt light and fluttery when she was picked up, as if she was in the clouds. She panted slightly, "Low blood sugar, do you have any sugar? Chocolate is fine too."
That stern face was full of anxiety and distress.
Everyone's expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.
I was stunned for a moment.
"I have!"
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