[BL, MTL] The Future Of A Full-Time Doctor

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The terminal was in a mess. Half of the light metal brackets fell down, the insulation materials were burned, and three of the four entrances were blocked by collapsed building materials. Jin Zuo carried his wife around half of the building to find the only door to enter.

A big hole was broken in the dome. Looking up, you can see a translucent atmospheric protective cover. The first floor of the rest area seemed to be blasted by a large light cannon, and the ground was concave into a large pit. The second floor was intact, and the collapsed beams were bright.

"Is there anyone?" Jin Juo asked loudly. As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and then a man's head protreted out of the crack of the beam and replied loudly, "Hey! Are you also an escaped refugee? How many of you are there?"

"Two, my partner and I." Jin Re replied, "We are all injured. Is there a place to stay?"

"Yes, Yes!" The man was very enthusiastic. He stretched out his arm through the crack and pointed to the dark corner. "There is a safe passage over there. Follow the stairs. We are in the No. 1 supermarket. There is something to eat and some simple medicine here."

Jin Zhe breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs with Mu Yan's safety passage on his back. He drilled through a deformed channel, and his eyes suddenly opened up - the small supermarket on the second floor was actually intact. The man who had showed them the way before was waiting at the door of the supermarket, and there was a work chair with a rubus next to it.

"Hey! I saw that your partner hurt his leg. The man was very thoughtful and pushed the work chair over. "Use this one. Unfortunately, there is no wheelchair in the supermarket."

"Thank you." Jin Ju put Mu on the work chair. When the man saw that Jin Zhe had no right arm, the sleeve of his shirt was knotted on his shoulder, and there was still blood oozing on it. He couldn't help taking a breath of cold air: "Brother, you are so badly injured that your arm is broken. Awesome... Let me help you push him. Do you want a wheelchair?"

"No, I'm fine with walking." Jin Zhe thinks he is quite funny, but it's a good thing to meet a warm-hearted person at this time than to meet a selfish person.

The three people entered the supermarket, where dozens of survivors gathered, half of whom were the elderly and children. Everyone was sitting or lying in a mess, but they were in a good mood. They greeted them one after another:

"Oh, you're seriously injured."

"It's okay. It's okay. Just be alive."

"Sit here. There is an inflatable sofa here."

"It's better to lie here. I can lie on this mattress."

Jin Ji responded one by one and asked the man who picked them up, "How many survivors are there here?"

"More than seventy." The man replied, "When the terrorist attack occurred, our crew organized everyone to retreat. Half of them were the first to be rescued, all of whom were the elderly and children. Later, the attacker left, and we came together some people, more than 70 in total... What about you? Why did it take so long to ask for help? Where was it before?"

Only then did Jin Zhe notice that he was wearing a port ground service uniform, but it was so dirty that he couldn't see the color. No wonder he organized refugees here: "We escaped back from space, and the lifeboat just got 6."

"Wow, you guys are really big!" The ground worker said, "Are you the people on the scientific research spaceship? I thought you were all bombarded by terrorists. It's terrible. I've never seen such a big scene in my life. Alas, it's better to stay safe in the capital. I won't run out to work again. My mother is right. She doesn't listen to the old man and suffers in front of her..."