With Jiang Nian's guidance, Zhao Xiaobei's mood gradually improved and he was no longer as worried as he was at the beginning.
Jiang Nian patted the seat next to her, "Xiao Bei, Aunt Jiang can't move, please sit closer."
Zhao Xiaobei approached lightly, very carefully, for fear of touching Jiang Nian's belly.
After Zhao Xiaobei approached, Jiang Nian reached out and hugged his small body, holding him in his arms and patting his back gently.
"Xiaobei, you are a big brother, but you are also a child, a little baby. When Captain Zhao and Yingying are not around, Aunt Jiang will take care of you like she takes care of An'an. Are you okay being Aunt Jiang's baby recently?"
"I know you're worried about your parents. I'm worried too... about Qin Sanye, about Captain Zhao, and about Yingying... It's normal to worry because they are our relatives."
"They are all doing very important work, and we must support them so that they don't have to worry. We have made so many mosquito repellent bags today, maybe one of them will be given to them and they can use it."
Zhao Xiaobei listened to Jiang Nian's words silently. At this time, he raised his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
"It's true." Jiang Nian touched the back of his head, nodded with a smile, and continued, "So Xiaobei, if you are worried, just say it; if you are afraid, also say it. It won't hurt to say it out, because each of us is like this, we will worry and be afraid, don't hide it in your heart, okay?"
"good."
Zhao Xiaobei leaned in Jiang Nian's arms and nodded heavily. His heart, which had been tense before, now felt warm.
After tomorrow, he will make more and more mosquito repellent bags, there will always be one that mom and dad can use!
When the family compound finally fell into silence at night and the sisters-in-law fell asleep exhausted, the disaster area in Qingcheng was still brightly lit with flames.
Song Yingying followed the Gu family caravan into Qingcheng. The city was full of ruins, and people lying on the ground covered in sand and blood could be seen everywhere on the roadside. You couldn't even tell whether they were dead or alive.
The scenes were so cruel that it was unbearable to watch.
She never expected that the first place that needed rescue was not the hospital.
The earthquake was really too sudden, but Qingcheng Hospital was operating normally. Doctors, nurses, patients and their families were all in the hospital, and some were even performing operations.
In an instant, the three-story hospital collapsed, and countless doctors, nurses, patients and their families were buried in the rubble.
Accidental death in hospital...
The patient's condition is not serious...
People were dug out from under the ruins one by one, barely breathing...
In just a few hours, one patient after another passed through Song Yingying's care. Some were lucky and escaped from the hospital with only an arm injury; some were unlucky and still had a breath while waiting for rescue, but when the stone pressing on their bodies was removed and the blood began to flow, they lost their lives in an instant.
Song Yingying experienced one miracle of life and the pain of death after another. There were many more people who were trapped under the rubble and had already stopped breathing.
Gradually, she began to become numb. She no longer felt sad or painful, but her hands kept moving, either stitching the wound or stopping the bleeding and bandaging it.
Song Yingying's hands were stained red again and again by blood. The blood went from wet to dry and then stained again.
In front of her was a young man with his leg crushed. "I'll bandage you to stop the bleeding temporarily. Observe for half an hour. If you start bleeding again within half an hour, call me! Do you hear me? Call me immediately!"
The young man trembled as he grasped Song Yingying's red coat tightly with both hands and asked in fear, "Doctor, will I be amputated? I don't want to! I don't want to be amputated!"
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