After a simple wash, Tang Ning tied a low ponytail. Without applying any makeup on his cheeks, his skin was still fair and transparent.

Finally, the wound did not hurt as much as last night.

There were still many people queuing up at the rescue station. After drinking the bowl of white porridge, she felt a warmth suddenly on her body.

As soon as he returned to the tent, Tang Ning suddenly felt the swaying around him again.

Oops!

The thing that I worry most is that it is the aftershock!

The aftershock lasted about ten seconds, not as strong as the last earthquake, but it also made the original difficult rescue work worse.

Tang Ning ran out of the tent and looked at many people like her, with confusion and fear in his eyes.

In the face of disaster, people's hearts are too fragile and they cannot experience any separation again.

After a while, she heard someone shouting around: "Hurry! It seems that a soldier has been buried there!"

Tang Ning didn't make a sound, and his heart beat hard.

The people next to them stood on the newly collapsed ruins and asked for help: "Who will help you with the soldiers buried below?"

She hurried over, not caring about the doctor's advice that the doctor asked her to rest.

Someone said: "This building is a typical secondary collapse.

It can be imagined that at that moment, they were originally rescuing the trapped people, but the aftershocks directly affected the crumbling building, and the rescue soldiers were buried."

Tang Ning was completely confused and all kinds of speculation emerged in his mind.

What if...it's Cheng Huaishu.

No, it can't be him! Never be him!

In a panic, she suddenly saw a peace talisman beside the pile of ruins, which was already broken, and was strung against the red rope.

As the aftershock caused the tiles to roll down, the peace talisman was even more covered with dust.

Despite this, Tang Ning recognized it at a glance that the peace talisman she gave to Cheng Huaishu.

What she unexpected was that in the past four years, Cheng Huaishu had always worn this peace talisman on his body, and even if it was broken, it never threw it away.

But when she thought that the person who was buried in the ruins and whose life and death might be Cheng Huaishu, her breathing seemed to be restrained.

Without waiting for the other people to react, Tang Ning took quick steps and ran to the ruins in a hurry.

The ponytail is flying low, and the gauze on the legs is particularly conspicuous.

She didn't care about so much anymore. She was trembling with tears in her eyes, and almost madly digging the stones on the ruins with her hands.

The man who helped around persuaded him: "Girl, stop digging, there will be soldiers here to complete the follow-up rescue work soon."

But she seemed to be unable to hear the persuasion.

I saw every word he said last night briefly and quickly as if it was a movie.

After the white fingers touched the bricks directly, they could only see that they were quickly dyed red and were soon covered by dust.

Hot tears rolled down from their eyes, slashed across their cheeks, and fell into the ruins drop by drop.

She knelt on the rock, her knees hurt, but the remaining reason made people forget the pain, and there were only tens of millions of prayers in her heart that he could be safe and sound.

Under the command of the Chief of Staff, another team of soldiers from the airborne brigade rushed to the scene, responsible for removing the gravel and rescuing the trapped people.

The people around also joined in and brought out a hole where you could see the situation inside.

The officer in charge shouted into the inside, "Major Cheng, are you okay?"

Tang Ning also sweated and tears, and the sourness and pain in his heart reached its peak. He gritted his teeth in a daze and shouted in a crying voice: "Cheng Huaishu-can you hear it-"

Within a few seconds of stillness, everyone held their breath and looked forward to hearing the following response.

"I'm still here."

Cheng Huaishu's voice was hoarse but powerful, "I was not injured, but someone in the team was overwhelmed by the load-bearing wall and asked for reinforcements."

Jiang Xiaoman was overwhelmed under the load-bearing wall.

Fortunately, when the aftershock came, he ran forward a few steps, his upper body was outside, and his legs were pressed tightly by the load-bearing wall. The longer he dragged, the lower the probability that these legs could be kept.

The moment he heard his voice, Tang Ning collapsed and his fingers, which were pierced by gravel, were still shaking uncontrollably.

The reinforcements threw the life rope down and asked, "Can you catch the rope?"

Cheng Huaishu visually measured the height and temporary physical strength, and responded: "No problem."

As things fermented, stretchers were prepared on site, and the doctor in charge of first aid was on standby at any time.

With everyone's unremitting efforts, the commando team was pulled up by ropes, and the load-bearing wall of the house was also lifted by machines, which meant that Jiang Xiaoman could finally be sent for rescue.

After being rescued, Jiang Xiaoman's legs were stained with blood, and his pants in his training uniform were dyed red.

He was almost weak. After seeing the light outside, his eyes closed several times, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Cheng Huaisu quickly helped the doctor lift the stretcher, and his voice suppressed the desperate roar: "Jiang Xiaoman, don't fall asleep, don't sleep--"

Because once you fall asleep, you don’t know if you can wake up again.

Before entering the operating room, Meng Yasong held Jiang Xiaoman's wrist with his scarred hands. This was the first time he had not controlled his emotions after coming to the army. He collapsed and cried: "Boy, what you said is to be a brave airborne soldier like Team Cheng. You did it, so you have to come out of the operating room alive."

Jiang Xiaoman said with his only remaining physical strength, "Please ensure that the task is completed."

He held a smile on his lips, and tears appeared in his eyes: "Brother Yasong, if I have any accidents, please tell me to my parents, I will still be their good son. I will be their military uniform, and the motherland..."

Meng Yasong was so uncomfortable that he was almost breathless and said, "Okay, I promise you."

While waiting outside the operating room, Cheng Huaishu didn't even deal with the wounds hit by gravel. He was wearing the dusty military uniform and his back was straight and firm. At that moment, he seemed to be bent by an invisible load-bearing wall, bent into an extreme bow.

Tang Ning was bandaged by the doctor and then went to the corridor. What he saw was the lifeless Cheng Huaishu.

His head was depressed, his lips were pale, and his eyes, which were always deep and deep, seemed to be empty corners, and could not shine in a trace of light.

Until the light in front of him was blocked, Cheng Huaishu felt it, he raised his head keenly, his eyes at first slow, but later filled with dark emotions.

Tang Ning took the initiative to hold his body, buried his whole body in his arms, feeling his tense at that moment.

Afterwards, she accompanied Cheng Huaishu word-for-nothing outside the operating room to wait for the results.

When life is at stake, no matter how much comfort you say, it will seem pale and powerless.

She just wanted to share the burden for Cheng Huaishu, even if it was a little bit, his worries and pain.

I don’t know how long it took, but the doctor came out of the operating room and took off his mask and said to him: “Major Cheng, the patient has escaped from his life danger. Now he has been transferred to the observation period. Don’t visit him for the time being. I will notify the follow-up situation at any time.”

Cheng Huaishu's throat moved slightly, and his heart felt relieved. In the end, he just spit out two words from his thin lips, nodded and said, "Thank you."

After enlisting in the army for so many years, he has lost too much.

I have also witnessed that comrades who fight side by side are separated from themselves.

Every time it feels like a pain of being cut by a raw wound.

Only those who have experienced it understand.

Jiang Xiaoman is still so young, Cheng Huaishu can't watch a living person sacrifice under his hands. In that case, he will never be able to forgive himself and will not have the courage to visit Jiang Xiaoman's parents.

After repeated suggestions from the doctor, the wound he was injured by gravel was also disinfected and bandaged.

The doctor prescribed him medicine, and was as busy as a gyro, and said with a frown: "Remember, you can't lift heavy objects these days. You can only do something else within your ability to rescue the task. Don't force yourself."

The two of them came out of the medical point together, and Cheng Huaishu's mood eased a lot. He couldn't help but raise his hand and grabbed her unbearable wrist.

The moonlight shines, under a thin layer of black hair, the man's eyebrows are carved, and his thin lips are like a knife and axe.

Tang Ning's heart moved.

She tiptoed, wiped his dusty military collar, and sorted out his clothes for him.

Cheng Huaishu noticed the bandage on her fingers and opened her dry lips lightly: "Why is the hand broken?"

"fine."

Tang Ning looked at the place where the bandage was wrapped, and his eyes were filled with warmth, "It's good that you're safe."

When she remembered something, she asked again: "You have always worn the peace talisman I gave you?"

Now, after she washed this peace talisman, she also carried it on her body.

Cheng Huaishu didn't answer her, obviously seeing that her injured foot was inconvenient to walk.

His little girl, strong and hot, was once the only light in his dark world, and now it is the same.

The next second, Cheng Huaishu leaned down and hugged the person, pressing his palm against her soft waist.

Tang Ning was startled and pushed and said, "The doctor said, you are injured and can't hold someone."
Chapter completed!