Chapter 7

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There is a time limit for the call time. After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian watched the phone being passed to the next person, and looked at He Yangxuan.

In the morning, the two went to the rescue together. Although it was just moving something and transporting resources, it was helpful anyway. Looking up and seeing the figure of the People's Liberation Army busy in the ruins, thinking about the days to come, with such a group of people's soldiers as the backing, no matter what happens, you can have a kind of confidence in your heart.

Noon the next day.

Lin Qian and He Yangxuan put away the tent together, and packed the backpack. Without food, most of the medicine and a few pieces of alcohol, the weight was much lighter.

He Yangxuan didn't let Lin Qian carry the mountaineering bag no matter what he said, he carried it on his own and listened to the instructions to get on the transport vehicle.

Along with them were several wounded who were sent to the disaster area for treatment.

There was a strong smell of disinfectant in the car, and the few wounded in the car were all relatively lightly injured. Although they couldn't get off the ground, they were very conscious. Clear consciousness generally wouldn't be life-threatening.

Those in need of emergency treatment have already been transported by helicopter to hospitals near the disaster area for emergency treatment.

Among them was a child whose two toes were smashed by heavy objects during the collapse and were urgently amputated. It was not fatal, but it was very painful. The effect of the analgesic is gone now, and the child can only go to the hospital for a pain-relief injection after leaving the disaster area.

Children are not as self-controlling as adults, and they cry when they are in pain. The atmosphere in the car was not very good, and the children's cries continued to disturb the tranquility. The other wounded frowned, but they couldn't say anything.

The child's father was beside the child, frantically comforting him, but obviously inexperienced, the child's crying never stopped.

Lin Qian felt drowsy and couldn't fall asleep listening to the crying. He changed a few movements and felt a little irritable. It's normal for Lin Qian to have hypoglycemia, lack of sleep, and a bad mood.

He Yangxuan walked over and took out a chocolate ball from his pocket. The child hadn't eaten snacks for two days, and the crying became quieter when he saw it.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" He Yangxuan's voice was very soft.

The child nodded, and He Yangxuan said again, "That's right, you are a child, and a child should cry when encountering anything." The

words were a little provocative, and the child's voice became softer, sobbing and saying: "I have grown up!" , They all say that I have grown up."

He Yangxuan said: "Then you are the only one crying in the car, and none of the uncles and aunts are crying, so you are the only child." The

child wiped his tears with some stubbornness, but The pain on his feet made his eyes wet again: "I'm not."

He Yangxuan shook the chocolate in his hand: "This chocolate is a reward for adults. Do you want to eat it?" The

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