Chapter 849 Lu Qingyang Saves People The rain had been falling for three days in a row. Under the eaves of the provincial capital's long-distance bus station, Lu Qingyang looked at the rain curtain woven into a dense net outside the window, his brows furrowed.
Several drivers, upon hearing that the driver was going to the flood-stricken area, waved their hands repeatedly: "You can't go! The roads have been washed away, and the water hasn't receded yet. Going in would be suicide!"
The station doors opened, and a young soldier, his legs covered in mud, strode in.
"Which one is Comrade Lu Qingyang?"
It turned out that after receiving his son's call, Chung-wen immediately used his old connections and, after several twists and turns, managed to contact the local flood control command.
Li Jianguo was ordered to transport supplies. When he received this special mission, his superior only gave him one instruction:
"Make sure to bring the person to safety."
In fact, Li Jianguo was very unhappy. The country was short of supplies, and he had finally managed to get a batch of medicine, but he had to come and pick up this second-generation military officer, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Without saying a word, Lu Qingyang gave her two large boxes of things.
Li Jianguo was stunned for a moment: "What is this?"
"There are some essential medicines inside, which you will definitely need on the front lines of flood control."
Li Jianguo was speechless for a moment. He opened the box and saw that it contained some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs. Even without the disaster, these medicines were very rare.
놛's tone softened a bit, and he handed 놛 a military raincoat: "Hurry up, we need to get to the temporary command post before dark."
They were traveling in a military green Liberation truck, the cargo compartment of which was piled high with their disaster relief supplies.
After the car drove out of the city, the scene before him made Lu Qingyang gasp.
The original highway has turned into a muddy torrent, with floating animal carcasses appearing and disappearing intermittently.
The truck drove along the muddy road, and every bump was terrifying.
"Hold on tight to the railing!" Li Jianguo shouted. "This section of the road is the most dangerous!"
At a sharp bend, a torrent of water suddenly rushed towards them, causing the truck to lurch violently, and Lu Qingyang was almost thrown off.
Li Jianguo reacted quickly and grabbed the object, but his own arm was scratched by the carriage wall, leaving a bloody mark.
"You're injured," Lu Qingyang exclaimed.
"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Li Jianguo wiped the rain off his face and continued to focus on controlling the steering wheel.
The deeper you go, the more shocking the disaster becomes.
The truck was struggling to move forward when suddenly cries for help came from not far away.
An old man was trapped on the roof, waving a tree branch and shouting hoarsely.
"Stop the car!" Li Jianguo slammed on the brakes and shouted to the soldiers in the vehicle, "Prepare the boat!"
Without saying a word, Lu Qingyang nimbly took off his gloves, revealing his strong arms: "I'll go with you."
Li Jianguo was taken aback: "Weren't you going to find the medical team?"
"Saving lives is the priority." Lu Qingyang took out a small bag wrapped in oilcloth from his backpack and stuffed it into Li Jianguo's hand. "You go first, find Shen Mo from the medical team, and give this to her. It contains some first-aid supplies; she can get them."
After saying that, without hesitation, he jumped off the truck and waded into the waist-deep muddy water to help the soldiers push the rubber boat.
The turbid floodwaters, carrying debris, rushed in. 놛 stumbled and nearly fell, but gritted his teeth and stood firm, pushing the boat forward.
Li Jianguo held the oilcloth in his hand, watching Lu Qingyang's retreating figure as he bravely forged ahead through the floodwaters, and his throat tightened.
Thinking back to how I had just looked down on this "second-generation military officer," I now felt ashamed beyond words.
"Careful!" Lu Qingyang suddenly turned around and pointed to the still bleeding wound on Li Jianguo's arm. "Your wound was exposed to the flood. It must be treated immediately when we get to the medical team. There can't be a moment's delay. The water is too dirty and it's easy to get infected."
This pampered young man not only risked his life to participate in the rescue, but also cared about the injuries of this stranger.
Li Jianguo nodded heavily and carefully tucked the oilcloth into his pocket.
He glanced one last time at Lu Qingyang, who had already climbed onto the boat and was rowing towards the old man, then turned and started the truck.
The rain blurred my vision, but my mind was clearer than ever before.
The rain was pouring down, and the temporary medical point was set up in an abandoned school on slightly higher ground.
Li Jianguo jumped off the truck, and rain immediately poured down on his face.
He squinted, searching for that name in the chaotic crowd.
"Chen Mo! Is Comrade Chen Mo here?" The voice was somewhat distorted by the wind and rain.
In the corner, a figure in a soaked white coat, hastily draped in a raincoat, knelt on the ground. Without raising her head, she pressed her hands steadily against the chest of a wounded soldier, raindrops dripping from her hair into the muddy water.
"This is Shen Mo! We can talk about anything urgent later, Ng is being resuscitated!"
Li Jianguo immediately fell silent and quietly retreated to the side under the eaves.
Watching that slender figure busily working in the rain, watching her skillfully treat her wounds.
Time ticked by, and Li Jianguo watched anxiously as the sky darkened. The wound on his arm, soaked in rainwater, turned white and throbbed with pain.
Finally, half an hour later, Shen Mo straightened up, gave her assistant a few instructions, and then dragged her tired steps over.
"Comrade, you were looking for me?" She took off her blood-stained gloves, revealing a pair of hands that were wrinkled from being soaked in water.
Her gaze fell on the wound on her arm, and she frowned. "The wound is infected. Let me disinfect it for you first."
Before Li Jianguo could answer, she had already skillfully taken the medical kit and gestured for him to sit down.
The stinging sensation of iodine on the wound made her gasp, but Shen Mo's movements were gentle: "Bear with it, we must disinfect it thoroughly, there are all kinds of bacteria in this flood."
She lowered her head, focused on cleaning her wound, raindrops dripping from her eyelashes.
Looking into her tired yet still bright eyes, Li Jianguo suddenly understood why Lu Qingyang had risked his life to come here.
“Dr. Shen…” Her throat tightened, and she pulled out the oilcloth that had been warmed by her body heat from her bosom. “Just now on the road, a comrade named Lu Qingyang told me that I must find you and give this to you.”
Chen Mo's movements suddenly stopped.
She looked up, and her usually resolute eyes instantly reddened.
She took the oilcloth with trembling hands and clutched it tightly to her chest.
“Where is 놛…놛?” Her voice was so soft it was almost drowned out by the sound of the rain.
Looking out the window at the still raging torrential rain, Li Jianguo solemnly said, "I stayed behind to save people."
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