Chapter 673 - Fireworks In The Dark
There was no need to be polite at this time. Zheng Ren did not hide his tears. He wiped them dry with his sleeves and crawled out of the ventilation window. The air outside was much better. The rain had stopped and there was a sense of freshness. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Zheng Ren looked at the dark horizon in the distance. He raised his hand slightly and made a fist pump. Some people and some things were never forgotten. They would never forget. "Chief Zheng, are you alright?" Zhao Yunlong appeared at the side and asked. At this moment, he went back to addressing Zheng Ren as Chief Zheng. "I'm fine." Zheng Ren grinned and smiled. "The patient's surgery was successful. Send him to the back. As long as he receives blood transfusions, he will be able to survive. Now, try to replenish some fluid. His condition will be better." As he spoke, Zheng Ren suddenly saw a bruise on Zhao Yunlong's face and the corner of his mouth was swollen. He asked in puzzlement, "Did the aftershock accidentally hit you?" Zhao Yunlong noticed Zheng Ren's gaze and was a little angry. He cursed hatefully and said, "That son of a b*tch Su Yun went crazy. He beat me up." Zheng Ren was speechless. "It took four scouts to pin him down. He really is a good fighter. Ordinary people really can't beat him," Zhao Yunlong said. "Where is he? Take me to him," Zheng Ren said. "He's smoking over there." Zhao Yunlong was obviously a little angry. Perhaps Su Yun had threatened him but he did not want to meet him. He pointed to a dark place in the distance. It was dark and no one could see him clearly. There was only a dim light. Zheng Ren immediately strode over. Su Yun was sitting on a rock. Not far away, two soldiers were looking at him vigilantly. "Are you crazy?" Zheng Ren asked. "Idiot," Su Yun answered indifferently. His black hair was stuck to his forehead and he looked weak. "Give me one." Su Yun did not know where he got the cigarette from. With a shake of his hand, a cigarette popped out of the cigarette box and he threw it to Zheng Ren. Facing the fire, Zheng Ren took a deep breath and sat beside Su Yun. He did not say anything. He just looked at the dark sky in the distance and no one knew what he was thinking. Silence. The fireworks flickered in the dark. After a long silence, Su Yun said quietly, "If there is a next time, I will not listen to what you say. I must go down with you." "There's no need." Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun could not hold back this chatterbox and smiled. If he did not say anything in front of Su Yun, he did not mind. Su Yun definitely could not stand it. "If you have the ability, you can watch from outside." After saying that, Su Yun took a deep breath of smoke. The cigarette's light lit up. "My skill level is higher so I can play a greater role inside. If it were you, you probably wouldn't be able to finish before the next aftershock," Zheng Ren said truthfully. Such sharp sarcasm made Su Yun's c.h.e.s.t feel tight. The area in front of his c.h.e.s.t hurt like needles. He felt like he was going through a heart attack. Su Yun wanted to argue back but what did he say? A heart transplant? Su Yun had a feeling that if he used his best technique to argue, he might be slapped in the face when he went back. F*ck, he was really holding his breath. "Next time, don't be so agitated. Wait for me outside," Zheng Ren said. "You're quite good at fighting, aren't you?" "Zhao Yunlong is like an embroidered pillow. He looks tall and sturdy but will fall at the first touch. I can beat up to five of him myself," Su Yun said hatefully. All the grievances were directed at Zhao Yunlong. "After practicing, there might be a difference." "I know everything after watching it twice." "Impressive." Zheng Ren was the one who killed the topic, so they fell silent. After a long time, Su Yun asked, "Leaving at dawn? There's a group of patients to be sent to the back. The helicopter can't carry so many people." "Yeah, let's go together," Zheng Ren said. "Here, we can only use thirty percent of our abilities." "I've never met someone as narcissistic as you," Su Yun said disdainfully. "Tell me the truth," Zheng Ren said. "In general surgery, I'm only at the professor level. Maybe I'll be better at difficult and complicated diseases? But in interventional surgery, I'm definitely at the top of the world. There's no need to be humble. If I'm humble, do other people still need to be doctors?" "..." The truth was really unpleasant to hear. Couldn't this guy be a little more humble? However, when he became humble, even his smile looked awkward. Su Yun did not look at Zheng Ren. Instead, he looked at the sky in the east. "Rest for a while. Don't wait here for daybreak," Zheng Ren said. "I'm not tired. I'm just wondering if I'll be as busy as a dog later," Su Yun said softly. "It won't be easy at the frontline, and it won't be easy in the future either," Zheng Ren said. "Based on this range, I estimate that there might be more than 100,000 cases of surgeries that will need to be done." It was about the same as Su Yun's estimation. If they completed the surgery as soon as possible, everyone—including the local doctors in Chengdu and the new doctors—would probably be so tired that they would vomit blood. This battle had just begun. Zheng Ren was mentally prepared for the storm that was coming. It would not start tomorrow. Ever since he set foot on this land, the struggle never stopped. After sitting for less than twenty minutes and taking a breather, Zheng Ren and Su Yun took part in the rescue together. More and more survivors were dug out from the ruins, filling up the town square. Zheng Ren did not try to hide it anymore. He walked all the way, treating those that could be treated. Those that could not be treated could settle down and decide whether to be transported by helicopter or by the mountain road to Pengxi Village ahead of them. Zheng Ren was very cautious. For every serious illness, he wrote down the diagnosis and recommended treatment plan. At this moment, he no longer hid it and did not have the mood to do so. Perhaps when they set off after daybreak, a mudslide on the mountain road would kill him and the System. Yes, he would definitely die, but System might not. Moreover, it was a matter of life and death. There was no point in hiding it. After writing down the diagnosis of more than a hundred patients in one breath, they finally came to an end. Zhao Yunlong looked at Zheng Ren with a complicated expression. He had seen all the diagnoses. His own diagnosis was simply rubbish compared to Zheng Ren's. In his mind, there was a small person who stood there like Su Yun. He said in a strange tone, "Chief Zhao, do you even know how to treat patients?" He really wanted to ask Zheng Ren how he had diagnosed the patients. At first, he still had some doubts but after a few patients went over, Zhao Yunlong saw that the diagnosis of the thoracic department was similar to his own but deeper. He immediately knelt down. If he could return alive, he would definitely consult Chief Zheng. Zhao Yunlong had planted a seed in his heart. The fact that he could participate in the evaluation of the Nobel Prize was not a lie. There was still a gap. He had to work hard to catch up. After daybreak, a few severely injured people who were seriously injured but not enough to get on the helicopter were laid on a stretcher and tied to it. A stretcher was carried by four soldiers each from the People's Liberation Army. Zheng Ren and Su Yun were in charge of handling the emergency situation and rushed all the way to Pengxi Village.
Chapter 674 - The Great Men Of Sichuan Will Not Be Defeated Unless You Don't Let Them Play Mahjong
Mu Tao took a plane from the other side of the ocean. Instead of returning to Pengcheng City, he flew directly to Shenzhen City. Wu Haishi found the principal of the military medical university through an old relationship and forced Mu Tao into the medical team. The principal was also in a difficult position. The school sent people to the disaster area the first moment they had. The news came that they had successfully entered the epicenter of the earthquake and were the first batch of rescue workers to arrive. This news made the teachers and students who had not gone to the disaster area excited. They could not even suppress their emotions. They did not know who those little brats had learned to write blood letters from. They sent blood letters one after another. If it were not for the deterrence of military discipline, the principal was really afraid that these brats would rush to the disaster area in groups of three or five. However, he had a sudden inspiration and started a medical competition. Only the winners of the emergency treatment could go to the frontline. All of a sudden, bad things became good things. The group of young brats was scream
ing. They could not blame themselves for not being good enough, but they could not blame anyone else either. It could be imagined that in the next few years, the atmosphere of learning would suddenly improve. However, every rescue team's quota was full. There had to be someone to leave... The principal pulled out his hair one by one. It was not because of anything else, but because many of the people who had voluntarily entered the disaster area to provide relief were exhausted. They had run out of ammunition and food before they even reached their positions. In the end, not only were they unable to do anything, they had also become a burden. Was this considered to be causing trouble for the people in the disaster area... The frontline headquarters had already ordered martial law, and all the troops that had entered had to be reported and approved. The list of names had already been decided so what should they do? Wu Haishi and Elder Wu had to give him face, but this time, they had really done him a big favor by sending people in. After going through several twists and turns, Mu Tao rushed to the mountain city and finally caught up with the fifth group of troops that went to the frontline. The teachers and students of the military medical university did not have any hostility toward Mu Tao. They only felt that he was gentle and refined, like a small...old sheep that had blended into a pack of wolves. Mu Tao did not find it strange. He made use of the time to get rid of the jetlag and conserve his energy. This time, he was heading to Pengxi Village. There was interventional surgery equipment, and the ones closest to the front line were there. The principal had done a solid favor for him. After all, Wu Haishi had firmly brushed his face but they could not fool him. In this day and age, no one was a fool. They had been running all the way and even in the periphery, the scene they saw was still shocking. Mu Tao was originally silent but at this moment, his mood became even heavier. Groups of troops passed by. He saw soldiers of the People's Liberation Army from all over the country, as well as fire officers and soldiers. The figures of the various elite troops, together with the ambulances with different license plates, whistled as they carried the injured to Chengdu. The rescue work was carried out in an orderly manner. The mountain of strategic supplies at Chengdu Airport made people feel at ease. Mu Tao first went to the frontline command center, then took a helicopter and rushed to Pengxi Village. After getting on the helicopter, Mu Tao was ready to understand the situation and chatted with the helicopter's pilot. When he found out that many rescue helicopters had fallen to their doom, Mu Tao became more and more silent. That kind of weather was not suitable for helicopters to be deployed. However, if people and helicopters could not get in, what would happen to the survivors waiting for rescue? To ensure their survival, the country had already spared no expense. All the news was shocking, but the helicopter pilot was very calm. Seeing that Mu Tao had become silent, he smiled and said, "On the first day when I learned of the earthquake, I flew over. Until now, I haven't fallen. I can be considered lucky." "Okay." "Guess what I saw?" "Hmm? What did you see?" "Many taxis and private cars crowded outside the city. They were not avoiding the earthquake but instead, driving straight to the disaster area to save people," the helicopter pilot said with a smile. "The traffic was so heavy. Later, the frontline headquarters gave the order and the traffic problem was solved." "..." "All of them went home to see their wives and children. They took some things from the supermarket and went on the road. Some of them didn't bring anything and went straight to go and rescue people." Mu Tao looked at the scene outside the window. The heavy machinery had already entered the disaster area and was opening up the road day and night. Under the Barrier Lake, the heavy equipment was digging against the 10,000 tons of lake water. "The next day, I flew a helicopter over Chengdu. Guess what I saw the most?" The pilot smiled. "It was the citizens who were avoiding the earthquake." This question was easy to guess. There was no need to think about it. "It was a group of people playing mahjong." The pilot laughed and continued, "They were not allowed to go out of the city for a rescue mission. If they went east, no one would care. If they went west, they would not be able to. If they were bored, they would play mahjong. I could even hear the loud noises from the helicopter." Mu Tao did not know why, but his heart relaxed a little. "I took turns resting for six hours. I heard from others that the slogan in the city is—The great men of Sichuan will not be defeated unless you don't let them play mahjong." This time, even Mu Tao who had always been serious, laughed. This kind of nonchalance carried infinite optimism. Earthquake? That wasn't scary. It wasn't as scary as not playing mahjong. What was there to be afraid of! Yeah, what was there to be afraid of! There wasn't a single obstacle in the world that couldn't be overcome! "Brother, where are you from?" the driver asked. "When I heard the news, I was studying at the Mayo Clinic in the United States. Once I saw something big, I rushed back overnight." Mu Tao said, "This spot at the frontline is really hard to get." "Yeah, if you drive down there, you can see many teams of college students and ordinary people. Those who drove here wanted to give their support but were blocked outside by the People's Liberation Army," the driver said. "There are too many people involved already. There's no need for so many people. The more people there are, the greater the consumption. What's missing is heavy engineering equipment and a lack of medical personnel." "How's Pengxi Village?" "There are six injured people from the affected counties and cities who were first transferred to Pengxi Village to receive supplies before heading to Chengdu. There are many doctors there, and the hospital is full of injured people." Mu Tao nodded. He should be able to come in handy. 'Since that's the case, then let me play a greater role.' Previously, Mu Tao was really worried that he would be thrown into the emergency rescue team. As an intervening doctor, he might know emergency treatment, but he could also be considered overqualified. In terms of skill level, age, physical strength and energy, he was the group with the highest overall quality... Thinking of this, a figure appeared in front of Mu Tao again. He could not get rid of it. What was he doing now? He was sprinting for the Nobel Prize at the Imperial Capital. It was the same. He could not give up the chance to win the Nobel Prize just because of earthquake relief. Mu Tao did not laugh at the figure in his heart. Instead, he felt a little emotional. What he could not do, the other had done instead. This time when he returned, he had to work even harder. Mu Tao encouraged himself. Soon, the helicopter descended and landed on the temporary landing pad at Pengxi Village. Mu Tao got down from the helicopter and threw himself into the flood of earthquake relief like a soldier ant.
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