Is this a dream or reality? Bu Chonghua thought, standing in the tunnel where smoke billowed after being bombed.
If it is reality, why did he come here?
If it is a dream, why is the cry so real and clear, within reach? ωωω.999xs.co\m\
"Wake up the team, wake up the team, Little Wu, don't scare me, Little Wu..." "How is my brother, how is my brother! Brother!!" "Song don't cry, come quickly The individual helped her down..." "Carry up and up! Has the Jinhai City Hospital notice been in place?! Are you ready for rescue?!"
The voices were loud and the lights were dazzling. The cry of fear drifted in all directions with the wind, and even covered the whistling whistling wind of the propeller.
Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu, who were in a coma, were carried out of the mine by relay. The special police rushed to the helicopter with a stretcher, and then flew in the direction of Jinhai City in the vast night sky.
"So sad?" Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
An unspeakable tingling rose from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily walk forward along the messy and rugged ground after the collapse, only to see the thin, familiar figure ten years ago squatting, hugging the person in his arms tightly. , The whole body was trembling violently, the blood from the forehead was flowing down the nose, mixed with hot tears, and it hit the ground drop by drop:
"Don't... don't let me go, I have nowhere to go..."
The ground of the tunnel shook in the artillery fire, the dust above their heads rustled down, and the fist-large gravel fell at their feet, and the tunnel saw that it was in danger.
"Just let me stay here, we can go...to that world...to go home together..."
Bu Chonghua knelt down beside him, shaking his hands and rubbing hard on Wu Yu's cheeks, wiping away his tears that were broken like balls: "You can't stay here, you know?"
Wu Yu was trembling all over, slowly raising his divergent eyes.
"You have to go out from here, walk alone for ten years, go through many dangerous situations, arrest many vicious drug dealers, leave countless blood, feats and legends in this land, and finally leave with scars. Homeland... Then you can meet me in the far north, you know?"
"..."
Bu Chonghua looked at him, as if he was afraid of disturbing the dream, his voice was soft and gentle, but the ending sound was choked with a strange voice: "May I take you out?"
The iron wheel slid quickly on the emergency corridor, and the nurse leading the way in front rushed to open the door of the emergency room, and two emergency stretchers entered one after another.
"This is the leader and colleague of our Nancheng Sub-bureau Detachment. During the arrest, they encountered an underground water penetration accident and inhaled toxic gas..."
"Notify the blood room to prepare blood! The blood oxygen saturation is still falling!"
"Where's the consent form? I am their family member, bring things over and sign me!"
...
Before the door could be closed, the red light in the rescue was lit.
"...Get out," Wu Yu murmured.
Ten years ago, he was much younger than Bu Chonghua had imagined. He had smooth eyes, pale skin, and soft lines on his cheeks because of the fleshiness. Pieces of blood stained with black smoke dried on his forehead and cheeks.
"But I can't get out..." He whispered like sleepwalking, "It's so chaotic outside, this world is not for people like us, there is nowhere to go..."
Bu Chonghua squeezed his cold face and pressed it against his forehead: "It's not like Wu Yu, listen to me. No one outside gives up on you. What's happening now is actually wrong. Just survive this. No one can stop you and hurt you at the first pass. Those who do evil will fear your name like a ghost. Ten years later, you will be in a mine to arrest the culprit of all this by yourself, and you will live a good life and put your sins away. Sent to the trial bench, and bring your real name and the soul of Jie Xing back to your homeland... Don’t you want to see the future happen? Ah? Agui?"
The contours of Agui's eyebrows and eyebrows are very beautiful and clear. His eyes are deep and long, and his eyes are black and white. There is a kind of light that penetrates from the bottom of his heart because of the hope for the future.
But now that light has been swallowed by the smoke, dark and rich, half melted into the shadows deep in the tunnel.
"...Forget it..." After an unknown period of time, he finally said softly.
Bu Chonghua's hand pressed tightly on his cheek fell into the air and froze in the air. He lowered his head and hugged the already cold and stiff body in his arms.
"I'm so tired, it hurts me to walk..."
"……So be it……"
Bu Chonghua knelt there in a daze, and countless anxious voices and equipment ticking in the void came from afar, and countless hands desperately pulled him, forcing him to stand up and involuntarily retreat.
"This one has a heartbeat!" "Blood pressure is eighty-five fifty-five!" "Blood oxygen is rising!"
...
"What about me?" A pain from nowhere pierced the heart, and Bu Chonghua struggled to stand still. He heard his voice trembling amidst the rumbling of the artillery fire: "You rescued me from the fire. I hid in that tree pit and made me wait for you for more than 20 years, and now you hide under the ground without permission and let me go alone?!"
Agui seemed to move.
He didn't seem to understand what Bu Chonghua was talking about, poking his head out of his fragile shell, he looked at the man in confusion and confusion.
"Let’s investigate the case together, catch people together. When the clues are cut off, we stay head-to-head until dawn, and when life and death are at stake, we fight back and out. Didn’t you say that I was your comrade-in-arms yourself? Ring, swear to treat me as a partner forever?!"
-Ring.
As if a sleepy nerve was touched by these two words, Agui's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at his hand.
"You fucking fooled me like this?!" Bu Chonghua yelled, "This is what you said forever?!"
The ring finger of the ring finger was cut into an irregular diamond shape with slightly shiny edges and corners, and each side was reflected in the blank bottom of Agui's pupil. He walked alone in ten years of wind and rain, he stood in front of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and looked up at the police badge, he was afraid of hiding in the dark among the red and blue lights, and for the first time all night to find clues. His……
"'Bath is like yi, wind is like dancing, chanting and returning'——" A gentle and kind female voice said word for word in her ear, and then explained: "It's blowing a breeze and singing in a peaceful and peaceful world, It means going home happily."
"My mother passed away in the year that the Mengtai Army surrendered, and the cancer recurred, but she left that picture to me." Xie Xingtong said with red eyes, "She asked me to find you, Agui, Let me bring you back to this world from the side of the poppy field."
"You're the new Wu Yu? I'm Bu Chonghua, leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Nancheng, Jinhai City. From now on I will be your leader. I hope you love your post and work hard and treat our detachment as your home."
...
On the steps of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building, the young, handsome and aggressive elite took the initiative to stretch out his hand. The scene coincided with the man who was kneeling and holding out his hand. Agui saw his own in his tearful eyes. Reflection.
"Are you really going to take me away?" he finally asked blankly.
Bu Chonghua stared at him closely, and nodded without moving his eyes.
"...But I can't walk anymore." He lowered his head and whispered, "I was hurt too badly, really... it hurts really."
Those bloody scars and bruising scars finally emerged from him at this moment, reflected in the bottom of Bu Chonghua's trembling pupils. The corners of his eyes were torn, and the blood on his brow bones gathered in his jaw and tickled into the hot ground; his arms and breastbone were horribly collapsed, and his nails were opened to reveal scorched flesh, and every word he said was full of blood. Breath out from the nose and throat.
After drowning, he had fluid in his lungs, breathing was weak and difficult, and his wounds all over his body became white because of being soaked in the mine water for too long.
"It's okay, you can leave it to me." Bu Chonghua leaned over with a shiver, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept repeating in his cold ear: "Let’s go out together, it’s okay, you can rely on I……"
Wu Yu was taken by him and stood up involuntarily. Bu Chonghua took the body of Jie Xing tightly in his arms, carried it on his back, and then pulled his nails up. Bruised hand.
"...I want to bring your name back to the ground, and bring the soul of Jie Xing from a foreign country back to my hometown..."
Large and small clods of soil collapsed from the top of the tunnel, and the smell of blood floating from the Red Mountain execution room was getting farther and farther. Wu Yu stumbled forward with the force from his hands. The pain made him want to retract alone. But every time, he was forced back by a more determined force.
"Let everyone know where you are from, what you have experienced, how much you have paid, and let those who are trying to extract profits from hell know what they will pay..."
Step by step, Bu Chonghua stepped on the turbulent ground. In the end, he was almost desperately pulling Wu Yu forward. The light gradually permeated in front of him. Guns from outside the tunnel shook the sky, and the smoke and dust from the explosion covered the sky.
"I want you to reconcile you and see with your own eyes that all your shortcomings are filled and your long-cherished wishes come true. Those who have spent blood and sweat have got their wish..." His voice gasped hard, and the shaking on his head became more and more intense, but he could not stop the trembling. Word by word passed into Wu Yu's mind: "I want the flowers in hell to bloom on the ground from now on."
Just then, the muffled sound of the cannonball came from behind them, booming—
The surrounding walls shook violently, the tunnel collapsed in sections, and the earth and rocks were overwhelming!
"We will go all out, and at the same time ask family members to be psychologically prepared..."
"What do you mean?!" Yan Xiu suddenly stood up: "Both are bad? Didn't my brother's blood oxygen come up just now? What's the matter?!"
The rescue outdoor lights were bright, extreme anxiety and tension enveloped everyone’s faces, and the head nurse was sweaty: “Because of acute left heart failure caused by blood loss and lung infection, oxygenation cannot be maintained, and blood oxygen saturation has been as low as 40. %. The situation suddenly turned bad, and there will indeed be very good or very bad repetitions during the first aid, so now we can only..."
"The head nurse! The head nurse!" At this time, a young emergency doctor rushed out from the door, "Look for a family member to sign an informed letter. The director said to open the airway, puncture and insert the aortic balloon counterpulsation!"
The scorched earth smashed down like a torrential rain. In an instant, Bu Chonghua's only consciousness was to turn around and hug Wu Yu tightly, close his eyes, and his brain went blank.
—— Immediately at that moment, an invisible force rushed from behind, leading them to break through countless layers of obstacles forcibly; then it seemed as if countless hands grabbed them and yanked them up, and the light from the outside rushed over. !
"Thank you," Bu Chonghua heard a very familiar voice suddenly sounded with smile and joy: "Thank you for finally coming."
who is it?
Bu Chonghua knelt on the ground with his arms around Wu Yu who was unconscious, and then realized that he had heard this voice, suddenly raised his head——
The young man was shining, his eyes were bright, and his eyes curled into a crescent when he laughed. He is no longer bruised all over his body, those terrible bloodstains and severe scars have disappeared, and from top to bottom, he gave Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu a tight hug, smelling of sunshine and grass.
It was a farewell full of nostalgia.
"We will meet again someday, we are leaving!"
...You are leaving? Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
He stretched out his hand in vain, but only touched a gentle wind. Zhang Boming with waving hands, smiling eyes, his father Bu Tongguang, mother Zeng Wei...Many of the heroic souls who once slept in this land flew away, and the artillery fire drove the boundless poppy field under their feet. Burn it.
All the chaos, turmoil, slavery, crime, all the wealth of white powder and the bones cast in blood and tears, all turned into fly ashes in the billowing smoke, slowly falling down on the vast land of 2,186 kilometers on the border between China and Myanmar. on.
History quietly covered the red soil, and new shoots sprouted from the branches all over the mountains.
The long wind whistled towards the sky, leaving behind the years full of pain, despair, joys and sorrows, and tired legends. Bu Chonghua's right hand wrapped Wu Yu's severely injured and weak body, and his left hand held him. The two of them held each other's phalanx, shining slightly.
The distant city of Jinhai was asleep in the dark night, and the first ray of light broke the dawn, reflecting the high-rise buildings and thousands of households, reflected in the pupils of them looking at each other.
"Are you ready?" Bu Chonghua whispered.
Wu Yu was drowsy and half awake, staring at him startledly, his weakened heartbeat a little bit resurrected from his chest, after a long time he finally moved his distracted eyes to their tightly clasped ten fingers, and the corners of the downward lips appeared slightly that day. A hint of smile:
"Are you taking me home?"
"No, I don't need to take you." Bu Chonghua replied softly, "The place where you are is my home."
"There is a heartbeat!" "Blood pressure has returned to eighty five hundred!"
"This one has begun to restore his vital signs!"
"Immediately notify to arrange surgery and prepare to be sent to the intensive care unit!"
...
As if pumping the evacuated oxygen back suddenly and rescuing everyone outside, Yan Xi suddenly collapsed backwards, and was supported by Jiang Ting. Both of them staggered and fell back on the benches.
Outside the window, the first ray of sky was shining from the horizon, reflecting the North China Plain every inch, dispelling the last darkness before dawn.
The heroic spirit is like a long wind for thousands of miles, passing over the mountains and rivers, over the verdant heavy rock and the towering Sino-Myanmar border monument, and flies to the dream-loving homeland. On the stretcher in the rescue room, Wu Yu slowly opened his eyes and heard the tide outside the rescue room. Cheers and crying.
The returned soul returned to his hometown at this moment.
Is this a dream or reality? Bu Chonghua thought, standing in the tunnel where smoke billowed after being bombed.
If it is reality, why did he come here?
If it is a dream, why is the cry so real and clear, within reach? ωωω.999xs.co\m\
"Wake up the team, wake up the team, Little Wu, don't scare me, Little Wu..." "How is my brother, how is my brother! Brother!!" "Song don't cry, come quickly The individual helped her down..." "Carry up and up! Has the Jinhai City Hospital notice been in place?! Are you ready for rescue?!"
The voices were loud and the lights were dazzling. The cry of fear drifted in all directions with the wind, and even covered the whistling whistling wind of the propeller.
Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu, who were in a coma, were carried out of the mine by relay. The special police rushed to the helicopter with a stretcher, and then flew in the direction of Jinhai City in the vast night sky.
"So sad?" Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
An unspeakable tingling rose from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily walk forward along the messy and rugged ground after the collapse, only to see the thin, familiar figure ten years ago squatting, hugging the person in his arms tightly. , The whole body was trembling violently, the blood from the forehead was flowing down the nose, mixed with hot tears, and it hit the ground drop by drop:
"Don't... don't let me go, I have nowhere to go..."
The ground of the tunnel shook in the artillery fire, the dust above their heads rustled down, and the fist-large gravel fell at their feet, and the tunnel saw that it was in danger.
"Just let me stay here, we can go...to that world...to go home together..."
Bu Chonghua knelt down beside him, shaking his hands and rubbing hard on Wu Yu's cheeks, wiping away his tears that were broken like balls: "You can't stay here, you know?"
Wu Yu was trembling all over, slowly raising his divergent eyes.
"You have to go out from here, walk alone for ten years, go through many dangerous situations, arrest many vicious drug dealers, leave countless blood, feats and legends in this land, and finally leave with scars. Homeland... Then you can meet me in the far north, you know?"
"..."
Bu Chonghua looked at him, as if he was afraid of disturbing the dream, his voice was soft and gentle, but the ending sound was choked with a strange voice: "May I take you out?"
The iron wheel slid quickly on the emergency corridor, and the nurse leading the way in front rushed to open the door of the emergency room, and two emergency stretchers entered one after another.
"This is the leader and colleague of our Nancheng Sub-bureau Detachment. During the arrest, they encountered an underground water penetration accident and inhaled toxic gas..."
"Notify the blood room to prepare blood! The blood oxygen saturation is still falling!"
"Where's the consent form? I am their family member, bring things over and sign me!"
...
Before the door could be closed, the red light in the rescue was lit.
"...Get out," Wu Yu murmured.
Ten years ago, he was much younger than Bu Chonghua had imagined. He had smooth eyes, pale skin, and soft lines on his cheeks because of the fleshiness. Pieces of blood stained with black smoke dried on his forehead and cheeks.
"But I can't get out..." He whispered like sleepwalking, "It's so chaotic outside, this world is not for people like us, there is nowhere to go..."
Bu Chonghua squeezed his cold face and pressed it against his forehead: "It's not like Wu Yu, listen to me. No one outside gives up on you. What's happening now is actually wrong. Just survive this. No one can stop you and hurt you at the first pass. Those who do evil will fear your name like a ghost. Ten years later, you will be in a mine to arrest the culprit of all this by yourself, and you will live a good life and put your sins away. Sent to the trial bench, and bring your real name and the soul of Jie Xing back to your homeland... Don’t you want to see the future happen? Ah? Agui?"
The contours of Agui's eyebrows and eyebrows are very beautiful and clear. His eyes are deep and long, and his eyes are black and white. There is a kind of light that penetrates from the bottom of his heart because of the hope for the future.
But now that light has been swallowed by the smoke, dark and rich, half melted into the shadows deep in the tunnel.
"...Forget it..." After an unknown period of time, he finally said softly.
Bu Chonghua's hand pressed tightly on his cheek fell into the air and froze in the air. He lowered his head and hugged the already cold and stiff body in his arms.
"I'm so tired, it hurts me to walk..."
"……So be it……"
Bu Chonghua knelt there in a daze, and countless anxious voices and equipment ticking in the void came from afar, and countless hands desperately pulled him, forcing him to stand up and involuntarily retreat.
"This one has a heartbeat!" "Blood pressure is eighty-five fifty-five!" "Blood oxygen is rising!"
...
"What about me?" A pain from nowhere pierced the heart, and Bu Chonghua struggled to stand still. He heard his voice trembling amidst the rumbling of the artillery fire: "You rescued me from the fire. I hid in that tree pit and made me wait for you for more than 20 years, and now you hide under the ground without permission and let me go alone?!"
Agui seemed to move.
He didn't seem to understand what Bu Chonghua was talking about, poking his head out of his fragile shell, he looked at the man in confusion and confusion.
"Let’s investigate the case together, catch people together. When the clues are cut off, we stay head-to-head until dawn, and when life and death are at stake, we fight back and out. Didn’t you say that I was your comrade-in-arms yourself? Ring, swear to treat me as a partner forever?!"
-Ring.
As if a sleepy nerve was touched by these two words, Agui's expression changed slightly, and he looked down at his hand.
"You fucking fooled me like this?!" Bu Chonghua yelled, "This is what you said forever?!"
The ring finger of the ring finger was cut into an irregular diamond shape with slightly shiny edges and corners, and each side was reflected in the blank bottom of Agui's pupil. He walked alone in ten years of wind and rain, he stood in front of the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and looked up at the police badge, he was afraid of hiding in the dark among the red and blue lights, and for the first time all night to find clues. His……
"'Bath is like yi, wind is like dancing, chanting and returning'——" A gentle and kind female voice said word for word in her ear, and then explained: "It's blowing a breeze and singing in a peaceful and peaceful world, It means going home happily."
"My mother passed away in the year that the Mengtai Army surrendered, and the cancer recurred, but she left that picture to me." Xie Xingtong said with red eyes, "She asked me to find you, Agui, Let me bring you back to this world from the side of the poppy field."
"You're the new Wu Yu? I'm Bu Chonghua, leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Nancheng, Jinhai City. From now on I will be your leader. I hope you love your post and work hard and treat our detachment as your home."
...
On the steps of the Criminal Investigation Detachment building, the young, handsome and aggressive elite took the initiative to stretch out his hand. The scene coincided with the man who was kneeling and holding out his hand. Agui saw his own in his tearful eyes. Reflection.
"Are you really going to take me away?" he finally asked blankly.
Bu Chonghua stared at him closely, and nodded without moving his eyes.
"...But I can't walk anymore." He lowered his head and whispered, "I was hurt too badly, really... it hurts really."
Those bloody scars and bruising scars finally emerged from him at this moment, reflected in the bottom of Bu Chonghua's trembling pupils. The corners of his eyes were torn, and the blood on his brow bones gathered in his jaw and tickled into the hot ground; his arms and breastbone were horribly collapsed, and his nails were opened to reveal scorched flesh, and every word he said was full of blood. Breath out from the nose and throat.
After drowning, he had fluid in his lungs, breathing was weak and difficult, and his wounds all over his body became white because of being soaked in the mine water for too long.
"It's okay, you can leave it to me." Bu Chonghua leaned over with a shiver, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kept repeating in his cold ear: "Let’s go out together, it’s okay, you can rely on I……"
Wu Yu was taken by him and stood up involuntarily. Bu Chonghua took the body of Jie Xing tightly in his arms, carried it on his back, and then pulled his nails up. Bruised hand.
"...I want to bring your name back to the ground, and bring the soul of Jie Xing from a foreign country back to my hometown..."
Large and small clods of soil collapsed from the top of the tunnel, and the smell of blood floating from the Red Mountain execution room was getting farther and farther. Wu Yu stumbled forward with the force from his hands. The pain made him want to retract alone. But every time, he was forced back by a more determined force.
"Let everyone know where you are from, what you have experienced, how much you have paid, and let those who are trying to extract profits from hell know what they will pay..."
Step by step, Bu Chonghua stepped on the turbulent ground. In the end, he was almost desperately pulling Wu Yu forward. The light gradually permeated in front of him. Guns from outside the tunnel shook the sky, and the smoke and dust from the explosion covered the sky.
"I want you to reconcile you and see with your own eyes that all your shortcomings are filled and your long-cherished wishes come true. Those who have spent blood and sweat have got their wish..." His voice gasped hard, and the shaking on his head became more and more intense, but he could not stop the trembling. Word by word passed into Wu Yu's mind: "I want the flowers in hell to bloom on the ground from now on."
Just then, the muffled sound of the cannonball came from behind them, booming—
The surrounding walls shook violently, the tunnel collapsed in sections, and the earth and rocks were overwhelming!
"We will go all out, and at the same time ask family members to be psychologically prepared..."
"What do you mean?!" Yan Xiu suddenly stood up: "Both are bad? Didn't my brother's blood oxygen come up just now? What's the matter?!"
The rescue outdoor lights were bright, extreme anxiety and tension enveloped everyone’s faces, and the head nurse was sweaty: “Because of acute left heart failure caused by blood loss and lung infection, oxygenation cannot be maintained, and blood oxygen saturation has been as low as 40. %. The situation suddenly turned bad, and there will indeed be very good or very bad repetitions during the first aid, so now we can only..."
"The head nurse! The head nurse!" At this time, a young emergency doctor rushed out from the door, "Look for a family member to sign an informed letter. The director said to open the airway, puncture and insert the aortic balloon counterpulsation!"
The scorched earth smashed down like a torrential rain. In an instant, Bu Chonghua's only consciousness was to turn around and hug Wu Yu tightly, close his eyes, and his brain went blank.
—— Immediately at that moment, an invisible force rushed from behind, leading them to break through countless layers of obstacles forcibly; then it seemed as if countless hands grabbed them and yanked them up, and the light from the outside rushed over. !
"Thank you," Bu Chonghua heard a very familiar voice suddenly sounded with smile and joy: "Thank you for finally coming."
who is it?
Bu Chonghua knelt on the ground with his arms around Wu Yu who was unconscious, and then realized that he had heard this voice, suddenly raised his head——
The young man was shining, his eyes were bright, and his eyes curled into a crescent when he laughed. He is no longer bruised all over his body, those terrible bloodstains and severe scars have disappeared, and from top to bottom, he gave Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu a tight hug, smelling of sunshine and grass.
It was a farewell full of nostalgia.
"We will meet again someday, we are leaving!"
...You are leaving? Bu Chonghua thought in a trance.
He stretched out his hand in vain, but only touched a gentle wind. Zhang Boming with waving hands, smiling eyes, his father Bu Tongguang, mother Zeng Wei...Many of the heroic souls who once slept in this land flew away, and the artillery fire drove the boundless poppy field under their feet. Burn it.
All the chaos, turmoil, slavery, crime, all the wealth of white powder and the bones cast in blood and tears, all turned into fly ashes in the billowing smoke, slowly falling down on the vast land of 2,186 kilometers on the border between China and Myanmar. on.
History quietly covered the red soil, and new shoots sprouted from the branches all over the mountains.
The long wind whistled towards the sky, leaving behind the years full of pain, despair, joys and sorrows, and tired legends. Bu Chonghua's right hand wrapped Wu Yu's severely injured and weak body, and his left hand held him. The two of them held each other's phalanx, shining slightly.
The distant city of Jinhai was asleep in the dark night, and the first ray of light broke the dawn, reflecting the high-rise buildings and thousands of households, reflected in the pupils of them looking at each other.
"Are you ready?" Bu Chonghua whispered.
Wu Yu was drowsy and half awake, staring at him startledly, his weakened heartbeat a little bit resurrected from his chest, after a long time he finally moved his distracted eyes to their tightly clasped ten fingers, and the corners of the downward lips appeared slightly that day. A hint of smile:
"Are you taking me home?"
"No, I don't need to take you." Bu Chonghua replied softly, "The place where you are is my home."
"There is a heartbeat!" "Blood pressure has returned to eighty five hundred!"
"This one has begun to restore his vital signs!"
"Immediately notify to arrange surgery and prepare to be sent to the intensive care unit!"
...
As if pumping the evacuated oxygen back suddenly and rescuing everyone outside, Yan Xi suddenly collapsed backwards, and was supported by Jiang Ting. Both of them staggered and fell back on the benches.
Outside the window, the first ray of sky was shining from the horizon, reflecting the North China Plain every inch, dispelling the last darkness before dawn.
The heroic spirit is like a long wind for thousands of miles, passing over the mountains and rivers, over the verdant heavy rock and the towering Sino-Myanmar border monument, and flies to the dream-loving homeland. On the stretcher in the rescue room, Wu Yu slowly opened his eyes and heard the tide outside the rescue room. Cheers and crying.
The returned soul returned to his hometown at this moment.
