He Is Warmer Than Time

Sean did not make a stay, but directly carried the person out. The doctors and nurses outside immediately carried the stretcher to meet him. Everyone carefully put the person on the stretcher, his head was always covered with black cloth.

Song Ran didn't understand or why he had to cover the black cloth. She grabbed Captain Zhang's sleeve in a panic, and asked tentatively: "Why... why is he covered with black cloth? He... is he okay? ?"

Zhang Tuan patted her on the shoulder: "Because Gu Futuan has been underground for too long, his eyes cannot adapt to the harsh sunlight for the time being, so I cover it with a black cloth first. He should be fine, you rest assured."

Gu Jingxing had been transferred to the ambulance over there. After a while, Sean rushed over, with sweat beads on his forehead and his eyes shining. He said loudly, "Zhang Tuan, sister-in-law, the doctor said that the Vital Signs of Vice Tuan It's normal. It's just a long-term lack of water, food and nutrition, as well as fractures of the chest and right leg, and need to be sent to the hospital for rescue.

Zhang Tuan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Good, good."

Song Ran finally dared to cry out loud, Song Xuan hugged her, Song Ran cried: "Sister, I'm scared to death, I'm really scared to death."

Song Xuan stroked her back: "It's okay, Xiao Ran, it's okay, it's all over."

Song Ran was crying hoarse, Song Xuan distressed: "Cry, cry, you'll be fine after crying."

Song Ran vented all the suffering and despair of these days from crying. These dark days have finally passed. Finally, she can feel the sunshine above her head like a normal person.

It's good, it's good, the best word in the world is-a false alarm.

Yes, the feeling of a false alarm really made people feel lucky, and the feeling of the rest of her life made her even more cherish everything she had before her eyes.

The ambulance drove forward in Ullahul, Cheng Haidong said on the side: "Sister-in-law, we will take you to the hospital."

"okay."

Du Dapeng drove, Cheng Haidong, the co-pilot, their sisters and Yang Haitao in the back seat.

In this piece of ruins, the army-green military vehicle slowly drove forward along the winding mountain road.

The ambulance was not far away, and in the green eyes, that white became the most stable color in her heart.

Thirty minutes later, at the entrance of the hospital, a person with a black cloth over his eyes and an oxygen mask on his mouth was hurriedly carried into the emergency room.

Song Ran hurriedly followed. She saw the army green water bottle on his back, and the softest piece in her heart suddenly seemed to have been hit in half.

It was the kettle she gave him. Did he drink it because he was carrying this kettle?

Should I be so lucky?

If he didn't have that little pot of water, he probably...or maybe he wouldn't be able to survive the nearly seven days.

Song Ran's eyes suddenly filled with tears. Fortunately, she became Gu Jingxing's patron saint.

It's so good.

The stretcher bed was lifted upstairs as quickly as possible and entered the emergency operating room.

Song Ran waited outside the operating room. After a while, Zhang Tuan and some other cadres also came to the operating room.

Everyone stared eagerly at the door of the operating room, waiting for him to wake up.

The operation lasted for a long time. Four hours later, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and Song Ran's heart touched his throat again.

The doctor and the nurse walked out of the operating room together, took off their masks, and said to Song Ran who was headed: "Are you a family member?"