Chapter 650: A Familiar Figure on TV

It's over... Chang Yue realized this immediately.

She then pulled the Xie people away from the crowd and came to a secluded location, for fear that the two of them would be scattered by the crowd.

There is no danger, but it is troublesome to find someone.

The Xie Yi people's method is not good, and now every blood donation point is overcrowded. The group of people who usually fight each other, scold each other online, and fight bricks, suddenly come together,

For the same thing,

For the same goal,

for the same direction.

Pretending to be a student in Tsinghua University is better than waiting in the hospital for the second batch of medical teams to come to Sichuan.

Chang Yue pulled Xie Yiren out of the campus and got into the car, feeling a little confused. I wandered around all night, aimlessly.

Going home, the house is deserted, those two people are not there, go back... It's better to distract yourself on the road.

The two wandered around until after ten o'clock in the evening, and the blood donation crowd on the street still did not disperse, so they had to go home resentfully.

One night, I didn't sleep well. The two were awakened many times by their respective nightmares, and as soon as they closed their eyes, they were covered in blood.

Early the next morning, the two woke up early, washed up briefly, and rushed to the hospital.

There is no news about continuing to organize a rescue team, and there are many things to say about the situation there.

Some said it was serious, others said it was nothing at all.

Director Kong was not at home, and only a professor leading the group who was not at home that day presided over the work.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is listless. He has 10 TIPS operations today, and he can't keep up.

The professor told the Shay people what happened yesterday, and then fell silent. If the boss can't come back, is it still necessary to perform surgery here?

he does not know,

He is at a loss.

The Xie Yi people began to report to the operating room, silently familiarized themselves with the operating room, and prepared the items needed for the operation.

Zheng Ren wasn't at home, so the surgery still needed to be done.

God, it doesn't fall down because of someone's absence.

Tomorrow, the sun will still rise. It's just that people who bathe in the sun are different.

After a muddled day, Professor Rudolf Wagner performed an excellent operation, and the first-stage TIPS operation was not difficult for him at all.

Moreover, Zheng Ren was not around. He seemed to be devoting more energy to research work. He didn't go back to the hotel at night, but stayed in the interventional department of 912 Hospital to take care of postoperative patients.

Chang Yue and Xie Yiren went home, not in the mood to cook, nor in the mood to go out to eat. The easiest way to fool a mouthful of instant noodles is the kind soaked in hot water. And no one noticed when the water boiled, the water was already warm when making noodles.

After eating, Xie Yi was like a kitten, nestling on the sofa, hugging a pillow, and turned on the TV absent-mindedly.

When it was broadcast on the news channel, she wanted to know the previous information, even if it had nothing to do with Zheng Ren, it would make her feel that their hearts could be closer.

But the moment it was broadcast on the news channel, Xie Yi was stunned.

The host, who has always been known for being serious and rigid, burst into tears and lost control of her emotions. Another new host is replacing her.

The new host is a little calmer, but only a little bit.

"We have seen the situation in the disaster area recorded by the front-line reporters. Next, let's connect with the front-line reporter Sun Zeli and ask her to bring us the latest reports." The host reduced the lines and images.

She didn't want to cry, and she didn't want the show to be stuck here. We have already changed three hosts, and if we change again... there is really no one left.

After finishing this sentence with the fastest speed, the TV screen changed.

The leaden gray clouds were densely covered, and a disheveled female reporter in a rain-soaked camouflage uniform sat on a large rock and said, "Hello everyone, I am Sun Zeli, a frontline reporter, and I have been sitting here for ten full days." For two hours, I witnessed the changes here."

As she spoke, she pointed to a hill more than ten meters high in the distance, and said: "At 3:50 in the morning, when I was separated from the sharp-knife squad because of a sprained ankle, there was only a flat land."

Just as he was talking, a piece of gravel flew over.

The stone was not big, but it flew very fast, brushing Sun Zeli's brow bone and flying past, leaving a bloodstain.

A line of blood flowed down the brow bone wound, like bright red tears,

striking,

Shocking!

Sun Zeli didn't care. The flowers in the greenhouse experienced wind and rain and matured in just one night.

She wiped away the blood casually, her face was flushed, as if she had just daubed some blush carelessly.

not ugly

Very beautiful.

"I have witnessed a piece of flat land gradually rising, and I have also seen rivers change course. We humans are so small in front of the power of nature."

"However, even so, we did not retreat. Our people's soldiers, regardless of their own lives, marched forward with blood."

"This is not a battlefield, but it is as cruel as a real battlefield." Sun Zeli said indifferently: "In front, the soldiers are charging, bleeding and dying. As a frontline reporter, I will broadcast more news for you."

The live broadcast ends here.

Until the front signal disappeared, the screen switched back to the live broadcast room, and the new host broke down in tears again.

The Shea froze, realizing what she had missed. As for what happened after the show, she didn't care at all. She turned on the PAD, found a video website, and began to look for the rebroadcast of the news channel.

The live broadcast started from the plane.

When she saw the familiar figure, tears were streaming down her face.

I covered my mouth with my hands to keep myself from crying, but it was all in vain.

Scene after scene, unfolding in front of the Xie Yi people.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the river flowed backwards, just like a hell on earth, the end of the world.

The familiar figure was walking ahead, only occasionally appearing in the field of vision. They ran all the way until the end, when the group of people walked on the gravel beside the barrier lake, Su Yun stumbled, and Zheng Ren dragged him up in the blink of an eye, both Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were terrified.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to ask, let's go to the front line." The Shay man wiped away the tears on his face, and before he knew it, the discarded tissues on the table had piled up into a hill.

Chang Yue was silent, watching the video playback, silent.

"Sister Yue?" Seeing Chang Yue's silence, Xie Yi felt a little strange.

"Yiren, I think we should stay here." Chang Yue's eyes were red, but she didn't lose her composure, "The patient needs treatment, we can't just leave Fuguier here alone."

"..." The Xie Yi hesitated for a moment.

Chang Yue helped Xie Yiren wipe off the remaining tears on his face with a tissue, and with red eyes, he said with a smile: "They will be fine, it doesn't matter whether we go or not. It's the same in the organization. Let's not make trouble gone."

The Xie Yi people were a little confused.

The news from the front was still playing on the TV, and the Xie Yi people watched intently, only wanting to see that familiar figure and knowing that he was still safe.

But that figure was only a glimpse, and it never appeared on TV again.