After the meal, Zhan Chunlan was about to leave, and Fang Li asked Wang Wenfeng to see her off.
The two remained quiet throughout the journey. Although outsiders saw them as a couple, Wang Wenfeng currently regarded Zhan Chunlan as a younger sister who had left her hometown and was all alone in a foreign land.
Zhan Chunlan, on the other hand, thought that Wang Wenfeng was a very reliable and gentle gentleman. Even though he had no relatives or friends who had taken advantage of her, he still stood in her shoes and tried to help her. It was hard not to admire him.
Wang Wenfeng escorted her all the way to the gate of the food factory, and only after watching her go inside did he turn around and go home.
"Why are you back so soon? Didn't you go out on a date?" Fang Li couldn't see Wang Wenfeng returning in just an hour, and thought that this blockhead was really clueless.
Wang Wenfeng sighed helplessly: "Mom, Zhan Chunlan will not be seventeen for another few days."
"Now you realize she's young? When you were dating her, why didn't you think about how young she was?"
Knowing that he would be going to Beijing soon and would have to "separate" from Zhan Chunlan, he realized that some things could not be delayed any longer.
“Mom,” Wang Wenfeng wiped his face, sat down on the sofa, and his expression became serious, “Actually, I was never dating her.”
Fang Li paused, her hand stilling as she wiped the furniture. She put down the rag, sat down opposite her son, and asked sternly, "What did you say?"
"That young girl, in Jiangcheng, her parents treat her badly and want to marry her off to an old man in his forties or fifties for a dowry. She's scared and wants to leave Jiangcheng. The leaders of the pastry factory can't bear to let her go and have been trying to persuade her. She had no choice but to say that her boyfriend is in Haicheng. But in Haicheng, the only person she knows is me. Who knew that their leaders would call to verify this..."
The room fell silent, with only the clock ticking away, marking the passage of time.
After a long while, Fang Li finally came to her senses: "Their leader is only doing it for her own good. For a young girl to want to leave her hometown for a man, she must be out of her mind! If your second sister dared to do that, I'd have your dad break her legs!"
She grew angrier as she spoke, "So what are you planning to do now?"
Seeing that her tone was not good, Wang Wenfeng spoke more cautiously: "That's why I want to join the medical team to go to Beijing. When the time comes, I'll say that I don't want to hold her back and that I want to separate from her. Even if there are any unpleasant things said, they'll be directed at me."
Fang Li's expression softened slightly, and she nodded gently: "She has some sense of responsibility. She's also a pitiful girl. I've known her for so long, and I can tell that she's a girl with good character. Every time I buy her something, she tries to get it back, which makes me afraid to buy her anything anymore."
Her eyes suddenly lit up: "She's still young. When she's older, I'll introduce her to potential partners. Yes! I need to start gathering information now."
After saying that, he threw the rag on the table in front of Wang Wenfeng: "You have nothing to do all day but clean the house and do a thorough cleaning!"
"Mom!" Wang Wenfeng looked at the rag in front of him and felt that he was just like that rag, having been thrown to the back of Fang Li's mind in an instant.
Wang Wenfeng really did start doing housework at home. He had no choice; if he didn't, he'd be in big trouble when Ms. Fang Li came back.
Just then, Ms. Fang Li returned. Seeing him still cleaning and washing at home, she became a little anxious: "Why are you still here? The Minhong Line Liyutuo Tunnel was derailed due to a rockfall, resulting in heavy casualties on the entire train. In particular, there were technical experts on the train heading to the Mincheng construction base. Haicheng is now forming a medical team to support Mincheng."
Upon hearing this, Wang Wenfeng rushed to the hospital without even changing his clothes.
The bus that had made an emergency turn was parked in the yard. The doctors whose names were called didn't even have time to go back and pack their things before getting on the bus. Human life was at stake; every second of delay could mean the loss of a life. Everyone understood.
As a surgical expert, Wang Wenfeng was naturally indispensable.
After boarding the bus, the leader in charge told them to close their eyes and rest: "Comrades, you must take the time to rest now. We have received notices that there are many injured people, and the accident occurred in a mountainous area. We may have to participate in the rescue operation, so you must be well-rested. There probably won't be time to rest once we arrive."
Wang Wenfeng closed his eyes and leaned his head against the window, but in his mind he was anticipating possible injuries and thinking of contingency plans in advance. It wasn't that he was disobeying orders, but that's just how people are; the more chaotic the situation, the harder it is to fall asleep, with too many random thoughts running through his mind. Thinking about these things would save him some time later.
The special vehicle traversed mountains and valleys, its horn blaring all the way. Forty-eight hours later, they arrived at the entrance of the Liyutuo Tunnel. The scene was even more horrific than they had imagined: the tunnel ceiling had been smashed through by a boulder, the carriages were twisted like pretzels, the wounded were being carried out on stretchers, and blood was flowing down the tracks into the drainage ditch.
The rockfall at the accident site greatly hampered the rescue efforts. The People's Liberation Army, railway troops, and engineering teams cleared the way ahead, while the medical team's "temporary operating room" could only be set up on a nearby flat area. The facilities were very rudimentary: folding tables, waterproof tarpaulins, kerosene lamps, and some equipment brought by various hospitals. The conditions were certainly not as good as those in hospitals, but there was no other way. Many of the injured would not survive until they reached the hospital if they were not treated in time.
The mountain wind at night was like a knife, causing the kerosene lamp to flicker. For four hours straight, Wang Wenfeng had remained motionless in front of the makeshift operating table made of wooden planks, completely focused on providing first aid to the injured.
Of course, everyone present was giving it their all, and everyone was doing their best to snatch more lives back from the clutches of death.
Although Fang Li knew about the relationship between Zhan Chunlan and Wang Wenfeng, she still asked Wang Wenchuan to personally explain Wang Wenfeng's schedule to her. After that, she threw herself into her busy work.
At that time, the little girl didn't know why. She just thought that the whole family was ignoring her and that she would be heartbroken.
She turned around and threw herself into her busy work.
After all, following the accident, Haicheng assembled a medical team to provide support. As the director of the Health Bureau, she had to coordinate all the work between the city and the supporting medical team to ensure the smooth operation of the medical team's work.
The accident happened suddenly, so only medical personnel could rush there first, and there was still a lot of medical supplies to coordinate later.
Fang Li emphasized to the blood bank director over the phone: "The city urgently needs 2,000 ml each of type A and type O blood. They must be loaded onto a special truck before 6:00 AM tomorrow! Also bring 300 units of freeze-dried plasma—yes, with dry ice!"
After hanging up the phone, she turned and yelled at the statistics team: "Recheck the current plasma reserves in all hospitals in the city, and report the figures in fifteen minutes!"
She personally opened the blue booklet of medicines and medical devices, circled "tetanus antitoxin," "pethidine," and "intravenous contrast agents" in red pen, and then handed it to the purchasing agent: "Contact the Shanghai Medical Station immediately, handle this as a special case, get it first and complete the formalities later."
"Finally, we will check and tally up the necessary medical supplies and the personal belongings of the medical staff going to provide support, and then send them over together."
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