Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Therefore, she had to rekindle the enthusiasm of these people.

And so, the scene described earlier came about.

Everything that needed to be prepared and could be done has been done; all that's left is to find someone.

Some people wanted to go up and say a few words of comfort to Yingzi, but Li Yaoguo stopped them all.

"The best thing to do to comfort her right now is to keep going and keep searching." Li Yaoguo put down the shovel and used his hands to dig through the stones on the ground.

Snap, snap.

Two spotlights illuminated the ruins that were almost invisible.

Then the steaming hot ginger tea was served. "Factory manager, ginger tea, where's Jianguo?"

Sha Zhu handed him a cup of ginger tea, and the figure in front of him looked somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Yingzi?

Wait, what's going on here?!

As soon as Sha Zhu arrived at the factory, he was urged to go to the kitchen.

He only knew that everyone was busy with rescue and disaster relief, and no one told him that people were trapped in the collapsed workshop.

Sha Zhu assumed that the workshop had collapsed and the factory was trying to salvage the machines inside.

Only then did he learn the situation from Director Yang.

He glanced at the factory manager, his expression unfriendly.

Without saying a word, Sha Zhu went up and picked up a pickaxe.

dig!

The ruins fell silent, with only the sounds of digging echoing in the air.

As night fell, everyone's hearts grew colder and colder.

It seems there's no hope of finding it now.

But the workers in the special workshop did not give up.

They were all holding back their determination, wanting to live up to Yang Jianguo's expectations, and even more so, to live up to Yingzi's kneeling gesture.

That kneel wasn't on the ground.

That's kneeling in their hearts; if they can't see anyone today, they won't let go!

Yingzi didn't give up, and Shazhu, who had just arrived, also buried himself in digging.

Furthermore, Qin Huairu, along with a group of hurried-looking coworkers, rushed to the scene.

“Just, just…” Pointing ahead, Qin Huai collapsed to the ground, his legs weak.

Along the way, she herself couldn't remember how many homes she visited or how many doors she knocked on.

As instructed by his master's wife, he summoned everyone he could find.

"Master Li, Master Hao, we're here."

"Fellow workers, I don't need to say more about what kind of person Master Yang is."

"Master Yang was in danger while rescuing someone today. Let's put everything else aside for now, but could we let him stay down there?"

"No!" The unified shouts ignited enthusiasm.

"That's right, find a... guy—dig!"

"Everyone find your own tools; there are gloves over there."

"If there's nothing... move it out, then... don't use your hands to haul it away."

“Two people are coming from this side.”

"Two of you go over there, watch where you're stepping, don't step on any loose spots."

"Keep an eye on things, don't cause a second collapse, keep your eyes peeled."

The once quiet factory suddenly became lively.

The new masters rushed in and started working.

They lifted the stone slabs, dug through the pile of iron, and began searching.

If there's any problem, just give a shout, and a dozen or so people will gather around.

Many hands make light work; unity can move mountains.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Yingzi's forehead, and her pale cheeks gained a little more color.

For the first time since I arrived, there was a change in my emotions in my eyes.

That heart, seemingly frozen and shut down, thumped, thumped...

The pacing started again.

Because she saw hope for 'life' in the shouts and rescue efforts before her eyes.

There's still hope for me, my man! There's still hope!

When a person is under extreme fear and grief, they will not experience excessive emotional fluctuations.

There might even be a sense of indifference that seems 'numb and indifferent'.

It's not because he doesn't feel pain, fear, or sadness!

Rather, it's because the brain's protective mechanisms forcibly suppress and sever emotions.

In order to avoid such a strong emotional impact that would directly overwhelm one's nerves and reason.

Those who go mad or become mentally unstable under intense stimulation.

The repeated impacts caused the protection mechanism to fail.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, overflowing like a runaway water valve.

Yingzi wiped her hand with her sleeve and threw away the shovel.

Kneeling on the ground, rummaging through clods of dirt, stones, and scraps...

Wait for me, Jianguo, I'm coming, I'm coming.

Your wife Yingzi has come to save you.

'I am a man... a true hero, a pillar of strength.'

'What he promised, even God can't go back on his word.'

'Jianguo, you promised you'd come back...'

'Yang Jianguo, Yang Jianguo, you bastard, say something, say something, say something, say something…'

The cry from the bottom of my heart is like an earthquake and a tsunami, surging and turbulent.

The sincere appeal was answered.

"...There are...people..."

"Is anyone there? I can hear you..."

A sudden shudder ran through my body, and that chilling electric sensation returned.

Yingzi stared at the small hole that had been dug open in front of her, stunned for about two seconds.

Suddenly, he lay down on the ground and shouted into the hole, "Jianguo, is that you? Jianguo, sob sob..."

Tears streamed down Yingzi's face as she desperately tried to pry open the hole in front of her.

"It's me, honey, I knew it, hahaha..."

"I, Yang Jianguo, am blessed with good fortune and a long life." Lying on the ground with difficulty, Yang Jianguo raised his head and laughed wildly.

With a wife like this, what more could I ask for in this life?!

The masters who heard Yingzi's shouting came over. "Move back, move back, don't all come over here."

"Find steel bars, from here, from here... It's holding up, bring a few more."

"First, stabilize the situation above. Once it's stable, don't rush."

"It's starting, it's starting, slow down, slow down..."

When Yang Jianguo was seen being carried out of the rubble, thunderous shouts erupted throughout the steel rolling mill.

Yang Jianguo, however, held Yingzi's hand with one hand and pointed downwards with the other: "Zhang Chao, Zhang Chao is still down there."

Chapter 219 Such a lucky life, nine fingers

Hospital, emergency room.

Yingzi sat by his bedside, looking at him with eyes full of heartache.

"I'm fine, aren't I?" Yang Jianguo said awkwardly as he lay on the bed.

He's perfectly fine; he just stayed down there for a few hours.

My hands and feet were a little stiff at first, and my breathing wasn't very smooth.

I got some medicine at the hospital and I'm all better now. Why would I need to stay in the hospital?

"Stay put and don't move." Pressing on his chest, Yingzi said seriously, "You can only get out of bed after the doctor says so."

Yang Jianguo nodded resignedly and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say. How's Zhang Chao's hand?"

When he asked about his apprentice, Yingzi looked somewhat regretful and said, "I'm afraid... the little finger can't be saved."

His little finger was squeezed for too long.

They said it was already necrotic and keeping it would only be a burden, and might even pose a threat to him.

Right now, I'm in the operating room!

Upon hearing this, Yang Jianguo couldn't sit still any longer, so he threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Yingzi was so anxious she wanted to stomp her feet, but she knew she couldn't stop him now.

In the end, all I could do was let him go and follow behind.

When he arrived at the operating room door, Director Yang and several workers were standing guard at the door. They all stood up and greeted him when they saw him.

Factory Director Yang needs to oversee the overall situation in the factory, so it's appropriate to send him as the representative at this time.

Yang Jianguo asked decisively, "What did the doctor say?"

He had no time to deal with anything else; he just wanted to know Zhang Chao's specific situation.

"His little finger needs to be amputated; the doctor is operating on him inside right now! Everything else is fine, everything is normal."

Seeing his dark face, Director Yang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's a stroke of luck that you two came out safely."

The two men were going to rescue the workers who had been injured in the earlier incident in the workshop.

Because the location was too open, they couldn't avoid a secondary collapse, and by the time they were found, the person was already gone.

They were next to the main beam support when the top fell down and got stuck between the beam, column, and machine.

This barely created an angled space, allowing the two to escape unharmed.

This can only be described as incredibly lucky.

The master and apprentice were incredibly lucky.

Compared to this, losing a little finger is nothing.

Yang Jianguo understood this principle, of course, but he was the one who brought the person in, so he should bring him out intact.

At such a young age, he has nine fingers.

I haven't even started dating yet, how can it not have an impact?

However, thinking about this, Yang Jianguo recalled the things the two of them had said down there earlier.

"Master." The North is a strange place; you can arrive in an instant with just a word.

Qin Huairu, having changed into clean clothes, arrived.