Xie Changrong glanced at the young man in front of him, his eyes showing no need to be surprised. After all, he was one of the best drivers in the transportation team. He had saved people in danger several times and was rated as a model figure in the team. But after returning to the city, he had no luck in doing business, failed and became a destitute ghost.
Already, only the skills on my body have not been lost.
Xie Wanying, who was standing not far away, was not surprised when she heard her father's words.
Her father, who was typically patriarchal and righteous, would not back down at this time to show his incompetence.
The child Cao Zhile in the car window stretched out his little neck and said to her: "Beautiful, isn't my third uncle here?"
Speaking of Senior Brother Cao who didn't know anything about it, Xie Wanying was a little embarrassed.
"It's just a coincidence that Third Uncle is not here, please let me get off the bus."
Senior Brother Cao, this little nephew, was very good at pleasing people. He spoke to her with his pitiful little voice.
Xie Wanying almost relented. She made sure the car door was closed tightly and said to the child, "Don't get out of the car. It's dangerous ahead."
"Uncle San will be worried about you, beautiful."
This kid is very good at counterattacking. As long as she doesn't let him get off the bus, he will try his best to "complain" to anyone.
From this handsome little face of the Cao family, Xie Wanying seemed to be able to imagine what Senior Brother Cao looked like when he was a child.
"Cao Zhile!"
The voice of the great-grandmother threatening the children could be heard in the distance.
While Grandma Cao was rescuing people, she never forgot to keep an eye on her little great-grandson's every move.
Cao Zhile pursed his lips.
Xie Wanying thought of what children could do and said, "Call the 120 center and ask them to send a car to help us deliver the message." As she said this, she handed her mobile phone into the child's hand.
Cao Zhile's little eyes suddenly brightened up, and he nodded fiercely at her: Beautiful sister is the best!
When dealing with children, the most important thing is to give them something to do. Noisy children are actually feeling uneasy. It is the duty of adults to alleviate this child's uneasiness.
Saying goodbye to the child, Xie Wanying ran over to follow the rescue team.
After she joined, Dr. Guan immediately introduced two seniors to her: "Mr. Ruan, who is now a professor at Zhongshan Medical University, and Mr. Zhai from Guodu Medical College."
The two seniors are both top experts in orthopedics.
It was exciting to meet the female boss in the industry, but in this situation, there was no chance to say more words to each other.
Xie Wanying could only shout: Hello, Teacher Ruan, Hello, Teacher Zhai.
Grandma Zheng looked at Grandma Cao: She doesn't seem to realize who you are.
Grandma Cao thought, her family members were absolutely right when they said that Xie was a stubborn person.
The darkness made the rescue work twice as difficult. This moment was a test of the experience of the rescuers.
If you can't see, you can only listen to everything.
The sound of *** is the best direction guide.
Hearing someone shouting in pain, two flashlights from two cars swung around. This photo scared the rescuers.
Visible to the naked eye, the first car they saw in front of them was more than half buried by the landslide.
It was just the collapse of Optimus Prime. No wonder everyone wanted to run for their lives, it was like an earthquake.
If it is an earthquake scene, orthopedic experts have the best professional judgment for such scenes.
Doctor Guan was wiping his face with both hands and couldn't bear to look at it.
It was really as tragic as an earthquake. The worst part of earthquakes is that the most common injury is burial.
