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"Miao Miao!" Wang Gui saw Wang Xiaomiao being held in Yang Luo's arms motionless, and was about to get up on the ground, and then screamed, the body that had just got up fell to the ground again, and his right leg didn't stop. trembling.
"Dad!" The little girl ran over crying. At this time, the comatose boy also woke up, probably because of his old age, he was still calm.
Yang Luo put the child on the ground, felt for the pulse, and shouted: "Your leg may be broken, don't move around, the child still has a heartbeat, it will be fine." After speaking, he put his fingers into the child's mouth and put the dirt inside. Pull it out, and then put your hands on the child's chest, pressing hard once and for all.
Several villagers gathered around, took off their clothes and held them up in the air to protect Yang Luo from the rain. While others were still searching in the ruins, a villager shouted, "Wang Gui, where is your wife?"
It was only then that Wang Gui remembered that his wife was not at home: "She went back to her mother's house yesterday and is not at home."
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly to Yang Luo's side, watching Yang Luo perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the child without blinking.
Time passed bit by bit, the rain was still falling, and the child showed no sign of waking up, and sighs came from the crowd.
"The child is dying."
"It's so pitiful, she's only three years old."
Soon there was sobbing in the crowd, and a woman in her forties choked up and said: "What a good child, I will never see her yelling one two one in front of me again."
"Oh!" another woman sighed, "every time I feed the ducks, she follows me, and every time I call her name, she always holds her head up and smiles, her eyes twinkling. "
Listening to the voices of the crowd, Yang Luo didn't have any expression on his face, just like a machine, repeating the pressing action. However, based on the calculation of the time when the child was buried, even if the child is lucky and wakes up, the brain nerve damage may be caused by lack of oxygen, and the consequences will be disastrous.
A villager said softly: "The child is dying, let's give up."
Yang Luo's face was cold: "Stop fucking nonsense, stay away from me." After speaking, he stopped pressing, his left hand was still pressing on the child's chest, his right fist was raised high, and then slammed on the left hand hard.
"boom!"
The child's young body jumped suddenly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
With every muffled sound, the child's body would jump, and after about a dozen hits, the child suddenly opened his mouth and coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood and mud, and then his chest began to rise and fall. , slowly opened his eyes, and his pale face returned to a rosy complexion.
"Wake up, wake up."
The crowd shouted excitedly, and Wang Gui's eyes shed tears, which were washed away by the rain in an instant.
"Thank God, if something happens to Miao Miao, I really don't know how to live in the future."
"Dad!" Miao Miao called out weakly.
"Miao Miao!"
"Miao Miao!"
The boy and the little girl ran over, Yang Luo exhaled, looked at the child completely awake, and said, "It's all right!" Then he picked up the child and handed it to Han Wanfu who was standing beside him, "Send the child to your home first, find Put on some dry clothes."
"Leave it to me, my child is as old as Miao Miao." A woman in her thirties squeezed into the crowd and said.
Yang Luo nodded: "Okay!" Handing the child to the woman, he said to Han Wanfu, "Organize the evacuation as soon as possible, we can't delay any longer."
Knowing that the situation was urgent, Han Wanfu gathered the surrounding villagers and asked them to go door to door to wake up everyone and prepare to evacuate.
Yang Luo walked to Wang Gui's side and checked his injuries, only the calf bone in his right leg was broken, and other places were also skin trauma, so the problem is not serious.
Yang Luo stood up and found two wooden boards in the ruins, then tore the quilt into strips and walked back, squatted down and said, "Hold on." After speaking, he lifted Wang Gui's right leg, and put his fingers on the calf for a while. Knead.
Wang Gui was trembling from the pain, his hands were tightly clutching the muddy water on the ground, and his teeth were creaking.
Yang Luo corrected the bones, clamped them with wooden boards, and tied them with cloth strips.
"Okay, I'll send you down the mountain after dawn tomorrow. You don't need to have surgery when you arrive at the hospital, just get anti-inflammatory injections." After speaking, he stood up and recruited two young and strong boys, "You take turns carrying Wang Gui , Be careful of his injured leg, and don't cause secondary injuries."
The two young people nodded: "TakeYou're still playing cards here. "
Wang Erkai said nonchalantly: "Sun Hongyu, it's raining outside, so why don't I play poker. Besides, it's none of your business whether I play poker or not. Wherever you come and go."
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The deafening thunder suddenly exploded, and a flash of light tore through the sky, illuminating the ground instantly brightly, the glass in the office clattered, and the lights flickered a few times and then went out suddenly. All the people looked out of the window, and the billowing black clouds above their heads were still billowing.
Wang Erkai cursed fiercely: "Damn it!" Then he ignored Sun Hongyu and Yang Luo, turned his head and said to a young man behind him, "Go find a light bulb and replace it."
Sun Hongyu was trembling with anger, just about to speak, Yang Luo waved his hand, then walked over, looked at the thick pile of banknotes in front of Wang Erkai, and said with a smile: "Yo, it seems that brother is lucky today."
Because when Yang Luo took office, Wang Kuiwu, the secretary of the village branch, went to the town for a meeting, but Wang Erkai didn't go, so Yang Luo didn't know him. But Wang Kuiwu is not here, so this young man is playing cards here, talking so arrogantly, you don't need to think about who he is.
Wang Erkai took down the cigarette in his mouth, then spit out, tilted his head and looked at Yang Luo.
"Who the hell are you? Didn't you hear what I said just now? Go back where you came from, don't be so fucking uncomfortable and disturb me's nature of playing cards."
The smile on Yang Luo's face was still the same, but in the eyes of Sun Hongyu and Zhou Ming, he felt a little bit of coldness, and couldn't help shivering. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com