There was no response from the hall.
The nurse stamped her feet anxiously and couldn't help raising her voice: "Engineer Jiang is the only eighth-level technician in our county. He volunteered to repair the electric meter yesterday and was injured. Now he is in critical condition. Please come and help."
Jiang Ningning's heart skipped a beat when she heard that, and she stopped dead in her tracks.
Ginger?
Level 8 technician!
"I'm type B blood, take mine!"
"How about type O blood?"
"I don't know your blood type, but I can help you test it. If it matches, you can take any one you want."
…
When they heard that Jiang was being rescued, they stood up and rushed forward frantically.
Jiang Ningning grabbed one of them by the arm and asked, "Excuse me, what is the name of Mr. Jiang?"
The old lady was a little unhappy when she was dragged, but when she turned around, she saw a pretty face with an excessively pale complexion.
She wore a military coat on the outside and a camouflage uniform on the inside, with a camera hanging around her fair neck.
I guess it was the female military comrade who came with the rescue team.
His expression suddenly changed, and he enthusiastically took Jiang Ningning's hand and said, "Mr. Jiang's real name is Jiang. He is an educated youth who came to Hongqi Commune to work in the countryside ten years ago.
His skills are so good that no machine tool can faze him. They are also generous in imparting their skills. The level of mechanics in our Jiang County is far ahead of those in the neighboring counties. ”
The old lady finished speaking in one breath and found that the lips of the female comrade in front of her were whiter.
"Which Jiang is his name? I have a relative, whose surname is Jiang, who died ten years ago."
"That should not be the same name, three drops of water, the Jiang in Jiang County."
Jiang Ningning let out a long sigh.
After thanking the old lady, she still felt a little worried. After all, there were too many coincidences between Jiang Yu and the original owner's father, Jiang Ming.
Even Huo Donglin was rescued from the sea, what if something happened to Jiang Ming?
She walked up to the nurse and smiled, "Comrade nurse, can I have my blood type checked?"
The round-faced nurse hesitated.
"Don't be fooled by my frail appearance. I am actually in good health. And what I admire most is people like Jiang Gong who have a spirit of dedication. He is my role model."
She was wearing thick but not bulky clothes and her face was pale. There were fragments of light dancing in his eyes, like stars in the night sky.
The round-faced nurse was moved by her sincerity and agreed to stay.
But when Jiang Ningning took off her military coat and unbuttoned half of her cotton-padded jacket, she revealed a white and tender arm and placed it on the table.
The blue veins under the thin skin are clearly audible, which does not look ugly, but instead makes people feel pity.
Too thin!
The three generations of poor people under Jiang County are all stronger than her!
The round-faced nurse's eyebrows drooped, and the hand holding the needle couldn't help shaking.
Jiang Ningning was a little scared. She glanced at the red book on her chest, pursed her lips, and then encouraged her gently but firmly, "Go ahead! I have the will to revolutionize, I'm not afraid!"
Hearing this, the needle trembled even more violently.
I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, I would destroy her revolutionary will.
It took three minutes to draw blood from this tube. The round-faced nurse was cautious and didn't dare to use too much blood. After the drawing, she was so nervous that her head was covered in sweat.
Jiang Ningning looked so relaxed that the people waiting in line to have their blood drawn followed her example and recited a passage from the Red Quotations.
The will of the people resounded throughout the hall.
The round-faced nurse straightened her back involuntarily. At this moment, the white coat on her body was no longer green, and the needle under her hand was no longer a lifeline!
Dean Yang couldn't stop smiling. When faced with a great disaster, the biggest test is one's will. We must be steadfast and resolute and dare to change the sun and the moon into a new world.
"You are the young officer Jiang that Platoon Leader Zhang praised, right?" He stepped forward and shook Jiang Ningning's hand.
"As expected of you from the base, you really have good intentions! You deliberately went to get your blood tested first, didn't you? You set an example yourself and played a key role in taking the lead, and immediately tied everyone's hearts together."
Jiang Ningning was stunned.
Then he claimed it very humbly.
"You medical staff use a silver needle to cure a hundred diseases, and a red heart to warm thousands of families. You really work hard!"
After saying this, Dean Yang looked at her with an increasingly intimate and trusting look.
Jiang Ningning felt that her face was terribly red. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Huo Zhan Ji standing on tiptoe and sneaking towards the surgical ward.
He was afraid that others didn't know that he had something bad in mind.
Huo Donglin was talking to Zhang Da about serious matters, so how could he let him mess up? He simply found him something to do.
"To Dean Yang, Secretary Huo just told me that if our blood types match, he would be the first to donate blood! He is not afraid of hardship or death, and he will not let the people's heroes shed tears."
After Jiang Ningning finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Huo Zhanji, and even Dean Yang turned his head to look at him.
Huo Zhan Ji has delicate features and wears glasses on his nose, looking gentle and elegant.
Not as strong as the traditional soldiers, but like a boiled chicken.
I didn’t expect that his ideological awareness is so high!
"Right, Secretary Huo?" Jiang Ningning called out to Huo Zhanji at the right time.
Huo Zhan Ji didn't notice the situation at the nurses' station at all. When he saw Huo Donglin suddenly appear in Jiang Cheng, he keenly smelled an unusual smell.
When I suddenly heard someone asking me this, I subconsciously answered, "Yes!"
"What's your blood type?"
"Type B."
Jiang Ningning: “!” What kind of divine luck is this!
"Secretary Huo, you are truly a good comrade of the people." Dean Yang held Huo Zhanji's hand tightly.
Huo Zhan Ji was stunned.
Then he found that the people around him were looking at him with admiration and emotion.
"Secretary Huo, you're awesome!" Someone took the lead in applauding.
This was followed by warm applause.
This made Huo Zhan Ji, who had never felt recognized, straighten his chest and seemed to step into the clouds.
Until the needle tip entered the blood vessel and the tingling sensation came, my mind regained some clarity.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
When he came back to his senses from the flattery, he saw Jiang Ningning's smile which was so sincere that it made his back feel a little creepy.
"Didn't you see? You're here to donate blood."
"Donate, donate blood?" Huo Zhan Ji's voice was shaky with horror.
Snap!
The camera spotlight just happened to record this wonderful expression. Jiang Ningning's smile deepened, and she said righteously:
"Gong Jiang urgently needs a blood transfusion during surgery. Officer Huo, you are a hero for protecting the people despite the difficulties. I will report your heroic deeds when I get back."
Huo Zhanji's breathing tightened, his mind filled with "merit", and he said modestly: "Isn't this bad?"
"You deserve this."
Huo Zhan Ji was speechless.
I didn't expect Secretary Jiang to be so selfless!
No, no, no, this must be another conspiracy of hers to undermine her own beliefs. How could the goddess be wrong?
He tried to convince himself again and again in his heart, but when he looked up, he felt very uncomfortable facing Jiang Ningning's expression of great admiration.
After heroically donating blood, he seemed to have shed a layer of skin and became listless, with no intention of causing any more trouble.
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