As early as half a month ago, Lin Wanjun remembered the tragedy in the original plot where the auditorium collapsed and the members were buried.
In the original plot, the auditorium of Hanyang Commune collapsed under the weight of accumulated snow, causing more than one hundred members who were holding a members' meeting inside to be buried alive in the snow.
At that time, the destined heroine Dong Yingying happened to pass by. She took the lead in rescuing people and finally successfully rescued Du Jianwu, the director of Hanyang Commune.
Even though the collapse disaster ultimately caused the deaths of more than ten people, Dong Yingying still became a guest of honor in Hanyang Commune. From the director to the members, everyone was grateful to her.
When Lin Wanjun thought of this incident, she immediately suggested that Du Jianwu demolish the precarious auditorium.
She was not cruel enough to imitate the experience of the heroine in the original plot and use more than a dozen lives to gild herself.
Du Jianwu naturally refused.
The auditorium is an old house with a history of more than 100 years. It bears the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the Du family. Demolishing the house is simply treason.
Lin Wanjun explained the reason to Du Jianwu in detail and finally convinced him.
"The house definitely can't be demolished, but I know you're considering the safety of our members. Doctor Lin, do you think this is okay?"
Du Jianwu said, "Before the house was renovated, I sealed this place off. From now on, the meeting location will be moved to the stage behind the supply and marketing cooperative."
But because the stage was open-air and it was winter, the Hanyang Commune had rarely held any meetings, and the members were happy to relax.
On the contrary, the neighboring Liulin Farm Commune has been in chaos in recent days due to the incident involving Meng Shuangou, with meetings of all sizes being held one after another, including criticism and parades.
However, the auditorium of Liulin Farm Commune was only renovated last year. Four large and thick pillars support the wooden roof, and there are special people to clear the snow, so it will not collapse at all.
Even Lin Wanjun went to check the situation.
Now hearing that the sturdy auditorium collapsed and killed people, Lin Wanjun was filled with doubts.
When everyone heard that something serious had happened, they all rushed out to save people.
"Don't go!"
Looking at Song Zhanjin limping and bandaged, Lin Wanjun stopped him.
"What can you do if you go? Cause more trouble? Stay home and take care of the children!"
Wu Hongxia has already run out to save people. The child is so young, so he can't be left unattended, right?
Hearing this, Song Zhanjin paused.
"Stay home and take care of the children."
These eight words brought about an indescribable warmth and happiness in his heart.
Home, children, these words are full of worldly flavor, plain yet make people yearn for them.
So he didn't insist.
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home!"
Lin Wanjun nodded, carrying her medicine box and walking quickly into the snow.
As people left one after another, Wu Hongxia's house suddenly became quiet and empty.
A stealthy figure slipped into the kitchen through the crack in the door, pulled out a packet of white powder from his pocket, and poured it into the enamel jar where Song Zhanjin was drinking water...
The collapse site was filled with screams and cries.
Many people have already rushed to the rescue, and as one blood-soaked wounded person after another was carried out, Lin Wanjun became under great pressure.
The roof of the auditorium was made of solid materials, and the beams were as thick as an adult man's thigh, so the members could sit just under them.
When the house collapsed, beams weighing hundreds of kilograms fell down, instantly crushing a large area...
"Boss! Boss, wake up!"
When a member who was killed on the spot was carried out, a woman rushed up and let out heart-wrenching cries.
"Boss, if you die, how can I live?"
The woman lay on her husband and cried almost to death. Next to her, a little boy of only eleven or twelve years old looked at Lin Wanjun who was saving people.
"Liang'er, hurry up, kneel down and kowtow to Doctor Lin, begging her to save your father!"
The woman seemed to have grabbed her last savior.
She forced her son to kneel in front of Lin Wanjun and kowtowed like crazy, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.
"Doctor Lin, please save my husband! He's the only labor force in our family!"
The woman spoke intermittently about her family's situation.
Her father-in-law was paralyzed in bed, she herself was frail and sickly, and she had young children. She relied entirely on her husband to earn work points in the commune every day.
"My husband is hardworking and capable. After work, he takes care of our eight mu of private land and grows crops. He's a good hand at it."
"If he dies, our whole family...will be dead!"
Doesn’t Lin Wanjun want to save him?
If there was any hope, she would do her best to save him, but... he was already dead!
The beam hit the man on the back of the head, and when he was carried out, his brains were already spilling all over the floor...
She bit her lips and whispered, "Please accept my condolences!"
Not daring to look into the woman and child's eyes again, Lin Wanjun turned around to save the survivors, trying her best to prevent other families from being broken up.
Although Shi Kai was unconscious, his years of work experience made him follow the procedures to treat and save people as if it were a conditioned reflex.
Lin Wanjun was responsible for diagnosis and treatment, while Shi Kai was responsible for bandaging. The two had a clear division of labor and were so busy in the makeshift ward that they didn't even have time to breathe.
The accident was so serious that Lin Wanjun no longer cared about keeping the space secret.
She kept taking out medicines and medical equipment from her bag and used them all on the wounded.
Fortunately, everyone was focused on saving lives, and no one paid attention to these precious medicines that appeared out of nowhere.
Although there were constant frictions between Hanyang Commune and Liulin Farm Commune on weekdays, all the labor force of Hanyang Commune rushed to help when they encountered such a big accident.
Du Jianhuai has always been by Lin Wanjun's side helping her.
Watching Lin Wanjun treating patients and saving lives, watching her remain calm and composed in the face of blood, like a god who saves the dying and pulls the dying back from the brink of death.
If Du Jianhuai's initial affection for Lin Wanjun was just because of her appearance and her kindness in saving his mother, then at this moment, he truly fell in love with the complete Lin Wanjun.
Admiring the strong is human instinct, and no man can resist such an outstanding and great woman as Lin Wanjun.
Du Jianhuai was so obsessed and in love that he didn't hear his elder brother Du Jianwu calling him several times at the door.
"Hey, your brother is looking for you!"
Lin Wanjun kicked Du Jianhuai on the leg and reminded him unhappily.
Du Jianhuai came back to his senses and was no longer annoyed by Lin Wanjun's rudeness. Instead, he smiled at her.
"Kick slower, don't fall again."
Lin Wanjun was speechless: "..."
This guy is really sick in the brain!
Du Jianwu couldn't call his younger brother, so he simply ran in with a complicated expression on his face.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Seeing his elder brother's expression, Du Jianhuai, the younger brother, guessed that something must have happened.
Du Jianwu glanced at Lin Wanjun's back and said, "Just now, our commune's auditorium was also crushed by the snow. If Dr. Lin hadn't insisted on moving the meeting location, our commune would have been doomed as well!"
When Lin Wanjun heard this, she glanced at him indifferently and continued to work on saving people with her head down.
In the original plot, the accident at Hanyang Commune was a natural disaster, but the disaster at Liulin Farm Commune...
If she guessed correctly, this was a man-made disaster!
Who was responsible for this horrific disaster? What was their real purpose?
Meanwhile, Song Zhanjin coaxed the child to sleep, then limped to the kitchen, took a few sips of water from the enamel pot, and outside the window, a pair of eyes stared at him intently...
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