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    Update time: 2012-06-24

    "Okay." Mrs. Yang looked at her son thoughtfully and agreed.

    "Thank you." Su Xiaomei smiled sweetly at your young master, and he smiled back at her.

    This is obviously the intention of Lang Youqingmei, the bastard has taken a liking to Mung Bean.

    The distinguished driver of a group of people was finally willing to get into the ambulance for inspection.

    Yang Zongbao has been standing nearby, observing Director Mao's face.  It can be seen that Director Mao is disgusted with the noble master's overt and covert words.  He said that his skills are not bad, he really thinks he is the crown prince.

    The director strode into the car as well. Yang Zongbao stood under the car and did not follow him.

    "Master, what's wrong?" Because there were many people in the car, Zhou Yi also stood under the car.

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡± The expression on Yang Zongbao¡¯s face behind the mask could not be clearly seen.

    Yang Zongbao is in a very complicated mood right now. He didn¡¯t expect to see him again in this situation nearly 10 years ago.  Mrs. Yang's face will never be forgotten in her lifetime.  Behind the gentle and gentle face is the most vicious face.

    "You are here." Yang Jing got out of the car and walked to Yang Zongbao alone for some reason.

    Because Yang Zongbao changed his position and walked to the front of the ambulance, a group of people surrounded the rear of the ambulance, and Yang Zongbao felt crowded.

    "Yeah." Yang Zongbao looked at Yang Jing in front of him and waited for her to continue.

    "Well, last time" Yang Jing didn't say the next words, but Yang Zongbao already knew what she meant.

    "Nothing happened, but you know today." Yang Zongbao knew that Yang Jing would definitely know his identity.

    "I know, I won't tell them you are here, don't worry." After saying that, Yang Jing walked away in the footsteps of the queen.

    "Master, the daughter of Huaxing, how do you know her?" Because of his family background, Zhou Yi still has some impressions of the face on the superstructure. In addition, a pair of sons and daughters of the leader of Huaxing have been in the circle recently.  He has more exposure and is likely to be his successor.

    "We met in the hospital. You are very annoying." Yang Zongbao reached out and patted Zhou Yi on the head, but Zhou Yi tried his best to dodge.

    While the two were fighting, a row of black cars entered one after another and stopped in front of the ambulance.

    The driver got out of the first car and opened the door. A middle-aged man in his 50s got out of the car.  The suit couldn't hide the explosive power hidden under the clothes. The whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, very aggressive.  He is about 170cm tall, and his hair is like the needles of an old pine, which shows the owner's unruly nature.

    ¡° Such a man is a fierce tiger no matter where he walks and should not be underestimated.  His extraordinary sense of presence is just the opposite of Yang Zongbao.  It was only then that Yang Zongbao realized that the gap between him and this man was not a small one.  Looking at it from a distance, I didn't have the confidence to step forward at all.  Not angry but powerful, the little savings he thought he could rely on were just a clown-like performance.  Thinking of this, Yang Zongbao clenched his fists on both sides of his body.

    After the man got out of the car, he didn¡¯t move around again.

    Yang Jing rushed out happily, automatically took the man's arm and shouted: "Dad."

    The man nodded without a smile on his face.

    Mrs. Yang also came out and said to her daughter very virtuously: "Yang Jing, don't act like a baby. This is a public occasion and there are no rules."

    Your young master also got out of the car and stood aside and said, "Mr. Yang."

    Mr. Yang ignored Mr. Yang and said directly: "Get in the car, who called the ambulance?" There was a hint of blame in his tone.

    "Ah, it was the airport staff who called me." Mrs. Yang immediately made her position clear.

    "Nothing." The man scolded: "Let's go." After saying that, he got in the car.

    "careful."

    Zhou Yi suddenly pulled Yang Zongbao and squatted down.

    By the time Yang Zongbao reacted, it was already too late and he could only squat on the spot.

    A huge empty A380 suddenly derailed the track and crashed directly into the terminal.

    After the huge sound, there was a shower of tempered glass fragments.  Although the tempered glass will break into small pieces after breaking, the fall from the terminal is still very powerful.  Although Yang Zongbao held his head with his hands, he was still cut by the glass fragments.

    A scream suddenly filled Yang Zongbao's ears, and there was chaos.

    A strong pungent smell filled the air.

    After the plane stopped, Yang Zongbao stood up. In a critical situation, the plane pushed aside the ambulance parked aside.  In the end, it was squeezed against the wall of the waiting room and deformed.

    ??The place was all gray.

    "Master, Nainai, you can survive the disaster." Zhou Yi stood up with Yang Zongbao and licked the wound on his hand.

    "Is there anyone in the car?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "No, I remember all the people accompanying Huaxing came out." Zhou Yi recalled.

    "It's fine if you don't have it."

    "We are fine, but someone is in trouble." Zhou Yi pointed to the back and said.

    Yang Zongbao looked behind him and found a group of people hiding in confusion. Fortunately, no one was injured.  It¡¯s hard to tell for the people on this plane.  Yang Zongbao raised his head and looked at the plane above his head with worry.

    Yang Zongbao has nothing to do with the rest of the matter. He is not a superman. He can fly to a plane out of thin air to save people without knowing what is going on inside.

    "Xiao Yang, come here."

    Yang Zongbao turned around and found that the director was calling him, so he ran over quickly.

    "Are you okay?"

    "No." Yang Zongbao only suffered a few scratches on his face and hands. Fortunately, no injuries were sustained.

    "Doctor, hurry up, there's someone over there who is dying." Ground handling manager Li hurried over, picked up the director and ran away.

    Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi followed behind. Yang Zongbao didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the man glanced at him.  The thought flashed across my mind.

    Finally ran to the scene.

    A boy¡¯s lower body was pinned by the falling gangway.  The boy had passed out, and a pool of blood under his body had stained the ground red.

    Yang Zongbao stopped in a hurry and ran back.

    "What's wrong?" Zhou Yi didn't know why. If Yang Zongbao ran away, he would run away.

    Yang Zongbao didn't answer. He ran straight to the crushed ambulance, hit the broken glass window with his elbow a few times, and immediately climbed in.

    The interior of the car has been severely deformed, but Yang Zongbao remembered seeing the specific location of the first aid kit when he got in the car.  Fortunately, it wasn't stuck and it was easy to take out.  Throw the first aid kit out of the window first, and then return the same way.

    As soon as he landed, Zhou Yi rushed over, picked up the first aid kit and shouted: "Oil leak, run quickly."

    Yang Zongbao jumped out of the car without looking back and ran away.  The two people stumbled and ran wildly.

    "Boom" sound.

    The airwaves from the hot car explosion pushed Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi forward, and the first aid kit rolled out.

    When Yang Zongbao got up and was about to pick up the first aid kit, two legs appeared on the opposite side. Yang Zongbao looked up and saw that it was him.  Without saying a word, he picked up the first aid kit, ran around the man and ran out.

    The director over there had bandaged the child to stop the bleeding, but maybe the artery was injured, and the blood still kept pouring out.

    "Where are the things?" The director didn't waste any time and asked Yang Zongbao directly for the surgical instruments.

    "Here." Yang Zongbao opened the first aid kit and handed it to the director.

    The boy was unresponsive and looked lifeless.

    The director took out the needle and thread and performed sutures. The boy was unconscious and his face was as pale as paper.  Yang Zongbao knelt down beside him and had nothing to think about except occasionally helping the director hand over the equipment.

    "Ambulance, are you here or not?" Zhou Yi also saw that something was wrong and yelled at Ground Service Manager Li.

    "Already, on the way." Manager Li didn't know why he was angry at himself, but the boy lying on the ground looked miserable, and he couldn't bear to see it.

    Most people can't stand the look of a boy. I don't know why Yang Zongbao knows that this living life under his hands is disappearing.  The child's body is getting colder and colder, and his vitality is disappearing little by little.  Some people say that doctors are the profession closest to death. Yang Zongbao thinks it is absolutely true. Now he can almost feel death approaching. The air around him seems to be solemn and filled with sadness.

    When the director gave the last injection, the child was completely lifeless and even the blood under his body had dried up.  The belated ambulance was already parked aside, and the nurse in the car quickly ran over with the gurney

    "Zongbao, do you now know what kind of profession a doctor is?" The director stood up and asked expressionlessly.

    "I know." Yang Zongbao looked at the helicopter that had parked beside the group of people and said, "Of course I know, I've known it for a long time."

    Zhou Yi rarely had a serious face, staring at the pool of blood on the ground in a daze. The boy's body had already been carried into the ambulance.

    Yang Zongbao knows that today may be the first time Zhou Yi has faced death so close, watching a person completely from birth to death.  Not everyone can overcome this hurdle.  As a doctor, this is a necessary process.  pastYou will be able to face death calmly.  Of course, it is not something that can be understood once and for all. It takes more deaths to cultivate the most basic quality of a doctor - to treat everyone's death fairly.

    "Yang Zongbao?" Unexpectedly, the stern man came to block Yang Zongbao.

    "" Yang Zongbao could barely look directly into the man's eyes. He couldn't express any emotion, but he just felt that he was nothing like him.

    "Now that I'm back, let's go home and have a look."

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t know what the man was referring to, so he didn¡¯t answer.

    "Old Yang, aren't you leaving yet?" Mrs. Yang came over with a graceful manner. It was difficult for her to remain elegant in such a chaotic situation.

    "That child is this?" Mrs. Yang seemed a little pretentious, as if she suddenly discovered the existence of Yang Zongbao, and was slightly surprised.

    "Well, you can arrange it and take it home for Mom to take a look at." After the man finished speaking, he didn't ask Yang Zongbao what he meant. He walked towards the helicopter as if it was a matter of course.

    "You are Zongbao, right? What a nice name. I'll arrange for you to come and sit at home in a few days." After the woman finished speaking, she caught up with the man.

    Looking at their family of four, Yang Zongbao felt extremely dazzled.

    ¡°Master, what¡¯s wrong?¡± Even Zhou Yi, whose nerves were as thick as hemp rope, noticed the interaction between Yang Zongbao and Huaxing¡¯s senior management.

    "Nothing, I'm watching a TV series at eight o'clock."

    Yang Zongbao is in an extremely bad mood right now, but you have to endure the slaps others slap you in the face until you lose the ability.

    "Hello, our wife gave this to you to buy two good clothes." Suddenly a clerk-like person ran out from the group of people and handed Yang Zongbao a wad of banknotes.

    Yang Zongbao accepted it without hesitation and counted 2,000 yuan.

    "Are you sending beggars away?" Zhou Yi looked disdainful.

    "It's good if they give it to you. You got so much money for nothing, just in time to have a meal tonight." Yang Zongbao casually stuffed the money into his pocket.
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