I sent technology to another world, and the country praised me for my good fortune

Qian didn't look back, "Although we don't have medical skills, we can still do physical work. If your sister saves people, we will help carry them. We can always help."

The wind blew away the tears from Qian Xiaoya's temples.

Many years later, when Qian Xiaoya recalled her mother, the first thing that came to her mind was her mother's courageous back that day.

The mother who used to be hunched over, lowered her eyebrows and spoke in a soft voice, straightened her back on this day and expressed her thoughts loudly.

She is proud of her mother.

-

During rescue, time is short and every second counts.

People always want to go faster and faster.

There are still many people living in the three cities of Qi, Luo and Zhu, most of them are locals. As the saying goes, a nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse.

So, another month passed.

At first they were not used to crowding together with so many strangers, and later when they built the bamboo house, they thought it was unnecessary since they lived in the city.

Moreover, if there is any danger, they can enter Ning'an City at any time since the distance is close.

People don't know if they regret it.

The goddess of gods clearly said that the natural disaster will last for a long time, but there are always people who insist on their own opinions.

"Hurry, hurry, there are still people here!"

When everyone arrived in the city, they found that the hail was much bigger than just a head. From a distance it looked no bigger than a head, but in fact it was at least as big as two heads.

It didn't break into pieces after hitting the ground from such a high distance. It was still round and smooth, and its transparent surface allowed you to see a little bit of snow and sand inside. It was like an enlarged version of a crystal ball.

"vomit--"

Qian Xiaoya followed the rescue team to move the hail. She thought she was prepared, but when she saw the brain matter all over the ground and the completely shattered skull, her stomach churned.

The hailstones fell from the roof and hit the man right on the head, completely crushing him from the shoulders up.

The faces of the others were also pale.

After the rescue, there were only a dozen survivors in Los Angeles, and some of them were still in danger or were missing limbs.

As for the bodies, more than fifty have been found so far.

The ruins of the houses and the hail were mixed together, and it took a lot of effort to move them. It was also impossible to locate where there were people, so one could only look for them based on intuition.

At this time, the sound of gongs rang out, followed by the urgent roars of Chu Hongtian and Cheng Zhenghan.

"Collect, collect! Hurry up!"

Without any hesitation, everyone ran towards Ning'an City.

When the dozen or so survivors were found, they were simply bandaged and sent to the community health hospital by the escort team.

Qian Changsong and his colleagues put away the first aid kit. Resources are scarce nowadays, and these medical drugs and equipment are provided by the gods. They are used to being frugal and would never throw away their jobs.

"Help, save me..."

Qian Changsong slowed down his pace, looked back, and looked dazed.

A colleague in front of me called out, "Changsong, hurry up."

"Help..." The man saw Qian Changsong looking back, his bloody hand waved gently, his eyes full of desire for life.

He was lying on the ground, his back pressed down by hailstones. There were ruins all around him, and the beams of the house were pressing down on his legs. He was almost completely buried, with only his face and a hand showing through the gaps.

Through the gap, Qian Changsong could clearly see the pleading and strong desire to survive in his eyes.

The blood-red hand wanted to raise itself, but the man seemed to have no strength left. His face was paler than snow, almost transparent. His eyes gradually became unfocused, but he was still looking at Qian Changsong. His mouth was slightly open, but he could not make a sound.

"Qian Changsong, what are you standing there for? Run away, do you want to die?"

When Chu Hongtian turned around, he saw Qian Changsong still standing there, and heavy snow was falling in the distance. The snow was so dense that it looked like falling clouds. If it fell down, it could bury a person in an instant.

After he finished speaking, Qian Changsong ran back a few steps, then squatted down and didn't know what he was doing.

Chu Hongtian wanted to curse, but now was obviously not a good time to do so, so he rode back on his horse.

Qian Changsong is already running towards this side.

The heavy snow seemed to be able to teleport, moving towards this side rapidly.

"drive!"

Chu Hongtian pulled the reins and drifted, bent down, grabbed Qian Changsong by the back of the collar and threw him in front of him, cursing.

"You are awesome, but you failed at the crucial moment. You were in a daze when life and death were at stake. Have you become demented because of studying too much?"

"Do you know that if someone else came to save you, both of you would die, and you would be the one to implicate others."

"You usually seem quite clever, but you must have become stupid from studying so much."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and half of the sky was almost covered by heavy snow.

The guards standing at the city gate stamped their feet anxiously, "Captain Chu, hurry up, it's going to die!"

At the last moment, Chu Hongtian pulled the reins, and the horse felt pain and leaped away.

It was like thick cotton snow being blocked outside the barrier.

Chu Hongtian threw Qian Changsong down, jumped off his horse, and kicked the guard. "Who do you say is going to die? You son of a bitch, are you cursing me?"

The guard chuckled and said, "Isn't this an encouragement to you? You see, it is still very useful."

"I need your encouragement." Chu Hongtian snorted coldly.

Here, the old doctor was also asking Qian Changsong, "Have you seen the patient?"

Qian Changsong frowned slightly and nodded gently.

Finally, he whispered, "It's hopeless."

She judged at that time that even if there were conditions to rescue that person, it would only be to keep him alive and delay his death, which could only last for two quarters of an hour at most.

The old doctor sighed, "Changsong, the road of medicine is long. As a doctor, you are destined to see all the sufferings in the world. We have to learn to accept it."

He understood his apprentice's feelings.

I think he was in the same situation at the beginning. He witnessed a person dying, and as a doctor, he was powerless to do anything.

Qian Changsong's voice was a little hoarse, and he forced a smile, "Master, I know."

The old doctor was an experienced person, and he knew that only with more experience, one would naturally figure it out, so he did not persuade him any more, "Let's go back to the hospital to see those patients."

Qian Changsong followed behind.

Looking at the master's graying hair and slightly hunched back, she suddenly said, "He really wants to, really wants to, really want to live."

At that time, she was shocked by the strong desire to survive in his eyes.

But reason told her that his life was coming to an end.

So finally, she stuffed a candy into his mouth.

It was the only thing she could do, to give him at least a little sweet comfort when he was in so much pain.

The old doctor kept walking, "Everyone a doctor sees wants to live."

So no one is an exception.

Qian Changsong pursed his lips.

The old doctor's voice came from the front with a sigh, "Changsong, in the eyes of the world, doctors are great and selfless, they often forget that doctors are also human beings."

"When we are in danger, no one will care about the lives of doctors except ourselves. They will just wish you had three heads and six arms to save them."

"I say this not to rebuke the world, but I want to tell you a truth."

-

Doctors are kindhearted. The desire to survive that humans burst out when they are on the verge of death is really shocking. You can feel the two extremes of the fragility and tenacity of life at the same time.