Yesterday, December 13th, was the seventh National Memorial Day and the 10th anniversary of Zhang Ninghai's death. Mourning.
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End of August.
The smoke has cleared.
In this accident, firefighters arrived at the scene at 10:50 p.m. and quickly began a large-scale evacuation, and by the time the accident occurred around 11:30 a.m., most of the personnel had already left the area.
According to statistics, 24 active firefighters died, 11 public security officers died, and 75 port firefighters died. Currently, 5 firefighters are still missing. (Note 1)
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Tianhua Chest Hospital.
Bai Song brought people from Team 5 to visit Sanmi who had been transferred to the general ward.
Zhao Han hasn't left yet, but the transfer notice has arrived, which will be in September.
Sanmi is in good condition. After experiencing a life-and-death experience, he has grown a lot. He told Bai Song that he wanted to take care of Captain Zhao's wife and children. But after Bai Song told him, he realized that Zhao Han was Captain Zhao's son, which surprised Sanmi.
He was taken care of by Captain Zhao and was treated so well at the last moment. When he saw Zhao Han again, it was like seeing a relative.
Sanmi is a very cute guy, very similar to Zhao Han, but Zhao Han is already very mature. During the time he was in the Fifth Brigade, Zhao Han might not be the backbone of the Fifth Brigade, but he would be more than qualified to be a deputy captain in any branch of the branch. After all, Zhao Han's foundation is not bad.
"Captain Bai," Sanmi's voice was still a little weak, but his eyes were still full of vigor: "I won't let you down."
"You have never let me down." Bai Song smiled slightly.
Among the auxiliary police officers Bai Song has come into contact with, Sanmi is the only one who joined the police force by upgrading from a junior college to a university and taking the civil service exam. This requires several times more effort than someone like Bai Song who has a professional background, and it is not easy.
"I...I will try my best." Sanmi paused and wanted to speak again, but he didn't have enough strength to continue.
"Don't worry, have a good rest." Bai Song then spoke a few more words to Zhao Han and led everyone out of the hospital.
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The work in the port area has nothing to do with Baisong anymore. According to internal sources, the cleanup work will continue until mid-September.
Zhang Suo and his men also returned to Gansu Province. The criminal gang they were investigating had lost its warehouse and everything, so they naturally had no way to investigate. However, this accident should have wiped out all the gang's property.
This accident was the most serious accident in the history of Tianhua City, and it was also the first major accident that Bai Song had ever experienced.
History is easily forgotten. When Bai Song was 9 years old, the Dashun shipwreck occurred near an island in Damu District, Yanwei City, his hometown. 290 people died, which was more than the death toll of the Tianhua Port accident. Almost no one remembers it.
But Bai Song will never forget this accident in his life.
He planned to write about this incident in the textbook they were going to write, and add a special section: "Program for collecting traces at the scene of large-scale changes."
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Time passed day by day, and September went by much faster than expected. On September 13, the site was cleaned up, and the next step was various learning, warning education, and data sorting. It was almost over.
After being busy for more than a month, Bai Song never thought that time would pass so quickly and the port issues were gradually resolved.
The port has resumed work and production, and Zhao Han has also started working in his new position.
Except for several seriously injured firefighters who will lie in a sterile ward in Beijing for a long time, the rest of the injuries have begun to recover gradually.
The Municipal Bureau has started taking turns to take vacations and rest. For more than a month, no one has had a rest.
Bai Song returned to Jiuheqiao Police Station and sat down to chat with his master Sun Tang and others.
He looks stronger than anyone else. From the time this incident happened, when he was injured saving people, until today, no one thought that Bai Song would not be able to hold on, but he is actually only 25 years old.
He didn't want to tell his parents about his bad luck, nor could he show it to other people. After much thought, he decided to go back to where he first came from.
Although he had received several months of training as a patrol officer before going to Jiuheqiao Police Station, this station was where he really started.
There have been some changes in the police station. After a long time, each group has also been adjusted. Some people retired, some went to other units, and some new people came.
"Sit down." Sun Tang looked at his apprentice and said with a smile.
"Master." Bai Song poured tea for his master.
Sun Tang is not on duty today, so it's a rare time when he is not busy.
"How come you have time to come and see me recently?" Sun Tang took a sip of tea and nodded. The tea poured by his apprentice was fragrant.
"The matter at Tianhua Port is over." Bai Song sighed.
"I heard about it." Sun Tang said, "I heard that you have been busy with things over there since you recovered from your injury."
"Are you paying so much attention to me?" Bai Song was a little surprised.
Sun Tang ignored Bai Song's words.
"Do you remember the notebook my master left me?" Sun Tang took out a box from the drawer.
"Remember." Bai Song stood up, looked at the notebook Sun Tang took out, and then sat down again.
"I don't know Zhao Xugang from the Xingang Branch, but I knew Ping Shaojun from the fire department before, and we had a drink together." Sun Tang sighed lightly: "Don't you always ask me why I like to drink?"
"Because you have something on your mind?" Bai Song asked cautiously.
"No." Sun Tang shook his head.
"Because my old friend loved drinking?" Bai Song asked again.
“No.”
"What is that?" Bai Song didn't know how to guess.
"Because I love drinking." Sun Tang said with a smile: "When I retire and get older, I will quit drinking. Now this is my only hobby, and I don't want to lose myself."
Bai Song frowned. He knew that his master was trying to change the subject, but he didn't know how to refute him.
"It's not as bad as you say. It's not like I'll get less every day I drink." Bai Song finally realized that his master was wrong.
"It seems you are not confused yet." Sun Tang kept a faint smile all the time: "Okay, I'll listen to you and drink less in the future."
"Master..." Bai Song was a little helpless. What was wrong with this topic? He was obviously not talking about drinking.
"Oh? Aren't you here to persuade me to drink less?" Sun Tang asked.
Bai Song understood that his master was pretending to be confused.
However, seeing his master pretending to be confused, he seemed to suddenly understand something.
There are some things that really cannot be solved with words, so there is no antidote.
This is all Sun Tang can teach Bai Song.
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(Note 1: Do not spread rumors or believe them. The death toll is accurate. Do not believe the online reports of hundreds of deaths. Every firefighter who died is on the list of martyrs. How could they be left out?)
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