Zhao Honghui immediately got up, quickly dressed, and opened the door.
"Honghui! Stop right there!" Yang Chunhua also heard the cries for help from next door. Without even putting on her coat, she ran out of the main room and saw her eldest son get up and go out.
She ran over and grabbed him, "Don't go out in this torrential rain! Let your dad go check on things."
"Yes! Listen to your mother!" Old Zhao came out wearing a coat.
Donning a raincoat and a bamboo hat, Zhao Laoda bowed and rushed out of the yard, just in time to hear Wu Lihong speaking to the brigade leader and his wife.
He turned back, rushed into the house, and shouted, "Quick! Wake up the sons! The youth housing complex has collapsed, and someone has been crushed to death! Get up and help!"
Zhao Honghui opened his mother's hand, grabbed Zhao Laoda, and asked in alarm, "Who's being pinned down?"
"I don't know, Wu, the educated youth, was terrified and couldn't speak properly."
After saying that, he and Yang Chunhua went to knock on the doors of their other sons' rooms.
"Wake up, everyone! Get up and save people!"
By the time they remembered Zhao Honghui, he had already disappeared without a trace.
Amidst the raging wind and rain, a lithe figure raced at breakneck speed, while Zhao Honghui silently prayed that Yao Yao would be alright.
They've just reconciled and gotten back together, how can something else go wrong?!
*
In the ruins of the educated youth compound, Yu Wenbo sipped a few drops of spiritual spring water and remained completely still.
Xie Yuyao took off her coat and wrapped it around Yu Wenbo's smashed head, secretly soaking the coat with spiritual spring water and applying it to the wound.
Seeing this, the other educated youth also took off their coats and pressed them against his other wounds.
After the beams on his body were removed, everyone moved him to Aunt Xu's house nearby.
"Quickly find a way to get him to the hospital as soon as possible."
"I'll go find someone to hitch up the oxcart."
"I'm going home to get my raincoat."
......
When Zhao Honghui arrived at the educated youth compound, he saw that the gate was completely dark and there was no one in sight.
Not far away, Aunt Xu's family was bustling with noise and brightly lit by candlelight.
He rushed over and searched everywhere before finally finding the person he had been worried about all the way. She was soaked from head to toe, her hair and clothes disheveled, but her face was calm as she focused on treating Yu Wenbo's external injuries, her hemostasis technique skillful and professional.
This was thanks to Xie Yuyao's foresight. She mistakenly believed that she would most likely travel to the apocalypse, so she took the opportunity to train in first aid and basic medical care skills.
Now that the spiritual spring water has come in handy, she also took the opportunity to secretly use it on Yu Wenbo, hoping that he could get through this difficult time.
Zhao Honghui squeezed through the crowd to her side and asked softly, "Yaoyao, were you hurt?"
Hearing his voice suddenly, Xie Yuyao tilted her head and saw a pair of worried and concerned eyes. She looked worried and said, "I'm fine, but Yu Wenbo was injured."
Zhao Honghui looked at the wounded man on the kang (a heated brick bed) whose body was covered in blood, and asked, "Has an oxcart been arranged?"
"Some people have already gone to catch the train."
"I'll treat your wound. You go and change into dry clothes." After saying that, Zhao Honghui looked at Aunt Xu who was not far away and said, "Aunt Xu, may I borrow your clothes?"
Aunt Xu quickly said, "No problem, Xie, come with me. The other female educated youths, come along too."
After Xie Yuyao got up, Zhao Honghui bent down to check her injuries and carefully treated her wounds.
"The captain is here!"
"Have they all been rescued?" The captain pushed through the crowd and saw Yu Wenbo lying unconscious on the kang (a heated brick bed). He hurriedly asked Zhao Honghui, who was bandaging his wounds with strips of cloth, "Honghui, how is he?"
Zhao Honghui frowned. "The injuries are too severe; he needs to be taken to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Hurry and get the oxcart!"
"Captain, someone has already gone."
While waiting for the oxcart, the brigade leader told the villagers to go home and get clothes to lend to the educated youth. They were all soaked to the bone and shivering in the cold wind.
Aunt Xu found all the suitable clothes in the house, gave Xie Yuyao a set first, and let the remaining clothes be divided among the female educated youth.
Other families also brought clothes, and the educated youth were finally able to change out of their wet clothes.
At this time, it's good enough if you can wrap yourself up to keep warm; everyone is dressed in rags.
Xie Yuyao changed her clothes and walked out of the house. She saw Yang Chunhua not far away, pulling Zhao Honghui, who was still wearing wet clothes, saying, "There are too many people here, we don't need you anymore. Hurry up and go home to change your wet clothes!"
Zhao Honghui seemed to have radar installed; he looked over as soon as Xie Yuyao came out. Xie Yuyao waved him away, telling him to go back.
"The oxcart has arrived!"
Several men were carrying Yu Wenbo toward the door, so Xie Yuyao stopped looking at Zhao Honghui and borrowed a straw hat and raincoat from Aunt Xu, saying, "I'll go and take a look."
Also accompanying them were Li Weidong, Chen Kai, and three social activists.
Wearing raincoats and wrapped in cotton quilts to make them waterproof, Yu Wenbo was lifted onto the oxcart, and everyone rode on the oxcart towards the town.
The community members who had gone to catch the bus with Xie Yuyao saw how concerned Xie Yuyao was about the injured and asked her if she was the injured person's child, which made Xie Yuyao both amused and exasperated.
Actually, she wasn't familiar with Yu Wenbo; the two had barely exchanged a few words.
But she possessed a life-saving spring of water, and she couldn't just stand by and watch a life be lost.
To save lives to the end, since the injuries were too severe, she went along to use more spiritual spring water.
Just then, the beam of a flashlight came from behind the oxcart.
It turned out that Zhao Honghui went home to change his clothes, but he was still worried about Xie Yuyao, so he asked his younger sister for a thick coat, went back to the house to get money and a ticket to return home, put on a raincoat, and rode his bicycle to chase after her.
When Xie Yuyao discovered it was him, she was surprised but also felt a warmth in her heart, and the chill from the rain faded somewhat.
Before she could speak, a familiar member of the community asked, "Honghui, what brings you here? We're enough here, you should go back now."
“Uncle Ning, Yu, the educated youth, may be transferred to the county town. I’ll go and lend a hand.” After saying that, Zhao Honghui turned his gaze to Xie Yuyao.
"That's fine, you're more familiar with the county hospital."
Upon hearing this, he saw Yao Yao furrow her brows and turn to look at him with concern in her eyes.
Zhao Honghui offered a comforting smile and inquired about what had happened.
Still shaken, Chen Kai mumbled something, then looked at Xie Yuyao and said, "Thank goodness you stopped me, otherwise I would be lying here too."
Under someone's intense gaze, Xie Yuyao said seriously, "Chen Kai, you must remember that nothing is worth risking your life for. Don't be impulsive next time."
"No, never again." He will remember this ordeal for the rest of his life. "I hope Yu Wenbo recovers; he really gave it his all!"
"There's no other way. His family is old and young, and the breadwinner is sick and has collapsed. He's the only one who can support them," Li Weidong said, talking about Yu Wenbo's family situation.
Xie Yuyao only learned this later: her father had been in a serious accident at the factory and was being kept alive with medication. He had an elderly grandfather and five younger siblings, the youngest of whom was only about ten years old.
He scrimped and saved every day to supplement his family's income, a move born out of desperation.
Seeing that the last bit of food was about to be buried, he had an extreme thought: if he lost this food, he would starve to death.
In extreme situations, how much rationality can a person retain? And that's how things ended up.
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