Chapter 642 Suicide Note

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were startled at the same time.

The Tangshan earthquake had a magnitude of 7.8 on the Richter scale. This time... it turned out to be 8.0...

According to the induction just now, the center of the epicenter is quite far from the imperial capital.

Zheng Ren frowned, wondering if the emergency medicine and equipment would be distributed on time. If there is nothing, just go to the doctor, nothing can be done.

But these, Zheng Ren can't control.

Let's go with everyone, the car has its own way to the front of the mountain.

Soon, more than a hundred people boarded the plane.

In the end, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a camouflage uniform, boarded the plane with several neatly dressed men and women.

The men and women next to the officer were carrying long guns and short cannons, panting, and at a glance, they knew that they were a group of people pulled out from the TV station after receiving a temporary mission.

Once they got on the plane, there was no long wait. The plane immediately got the tower signal and began taxiing.

Before they even had time to catch their breath, the people from the TV station started to turn on the cameras and record video data.

For future generations, these materials are precious.

But for the doctors who are on the plane at this moment, waiting to go to the front line, these materials only have their own death on the front line, which may bring some thoughts to their families.

Zheng Ren looked out of the window, feeling intense unease and apprehension in his heart.

The earthquake in western Sichuan was felt strongly, the communication base station was severely damaged, and communication was interrupted. The specific casualties are unknown, and the specific circumstances are unknown.

Nothing is known, the only thing known is that the masses of the people have suffered serious casualties and are in urgent need of rescue.

Zheng Ren couldn't understand the bar star flower on the middle-aged officer's shoulders. He only knew that he was the leader who was temporarily responsible for transporting medical personnel to the front line for rescue.

He stood at the forefront, began to make temporary pre-war mobilization, and explained the known situation.

After hearing the situation, the voice of guessing quieted down, and everyone was anxious.

In the face of the power of nature, everyone is small and insignificant.

And the intensity of magnitude 8.0 even surpassed the Tangshan Earthquake.

The vast majority of people have not experienced an earthquake, not even all those present have personally experienced it. All the impressions come from the Tangshan earthquake many years ago.

Danger,

Very dangerous.

But the more dangerous it is, the more it needs this group of special doctors in military uniforms to rescue.

Although nervous, it was difficult to contain the excitement in my heart.

Knowing the danger, most people began to close their eyes and rest their minds, while a few people were still whispering these words to pass the lonely journey.

Thirty minutes later, the officer reappeared. He received contact from the control tower, saying that aftershocks continued in Rongcheng, and the number of casualties was still rising.

The roads leading to the epicenter were all destroyed and were basically impassable.

After briefly talking about the previous news, he has nothing more to say. At this moment, saying anything is superfluous.

Soon, there began to be staff handing out blank paper. There are very few pens, and everyone uses them in turn.

"Yo, is this writing a suicide note?" Su Yun lowered his head slightly, and looked up to see this scene through the black hair on his forehead.

It seems that it is really dangerous, otherwise the personnel who went to participate in the rescue would not be allowed to leave their last words on the plane.

Zhao Yunlong's face was a bit ugly, his thick fingers pinched the white paper tightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Yun pretended not to care, touched Zheng Ren, and said, "Boss, what do you want to write to Xiao Yiren?"

"Write something casually, who knows." Zheng Ren was also a little flustered, but he didn't regret it, he was just slightly scared.

Facing the unknown life and death, no one can face it calmly. There are really people who pretend to be indifferent, afraid that when the time comes to face them, they will urinate directly.

Fear is rooted deep in the human heart. A true warrior is not without fear, but with fear, but he still has to face danger and fear and go upstream.

"I have nothing to write." Su Yun blew a sigh of relief, with black hair fluttering on his forehead, "I'm alive, no matter what. If I die, I'm the only child in the family. Do my parents cry every day while reading the suicide note? Think about it, think about it, shit."

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded dully, "I think about it, I still have to write something. If there is any danger, I won't feel regretful that I didn't say a lot to Yi Ren."

"Say it as if you know what you're going to write." Su Yun said contemptuously.

The tense atmosphere is contagious. After graduating from military medical school, this group of young doctors has the impression that as long as they leave a suicide note, life and death will really be uncertain.

Nervous, little flustered, deformed handwriting.

There are so many things I want to say, but I don't know how to say them.

Thinking of his death and the grief of his family members, someone secretly wiped away his tears, not wanting others to see his cowardice.

"Boss, tell me, it would be great for you to stay for the Nobel Prize." Su Yun whispered.

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while." Zheng Ren said: "The Nobel Prize is really not important. You always think I'm pretending, but this is what I think in my heart."

"It's really worthless." Su Yun wasn't insulting Zheng Ren, he said with some regret in his tone, "I've always thought that I would win the Nobel Prize since I was a child, otherwise, what do you think I'm learning Swedish for?"

"Well, I think you can do it too."

"Actually, when the professor asked me what to do if I couldn't come back, I hesitated." Su Yun rarely confessed his hesitation. I'm really not reconciled."

"En." Zheng Ren nodded seriously.

"You're really boring, so you won't comfort me at this time?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "Thank you, little Yiren, it's really boring to be with you as a wood."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren said, "To be honest. I've read some reports, and it's said that the magnitude of the aftershocks after the earthquake was also high. There are mountains in the west of Sichuan, and when a large rock falls, people are gone."

"Hey, why don't you say something auspicious?" Su Yun was angry.

"Tell the truth." Zheng Ren said, "Why don't you stay behind and wait for the wounded in front to be transported back, so that you can use your rich clinical experience in the ICU."

"And then you'll be laughed at for the rest of your life? Don't even think about it." Su Yun closed his eyes, "I don't know if the insurance company will pay for this kind of personal accident."

The idle words were spoken intermittently, and Su Yun used words to resolve his inner anxiety. Zhao Yunlong sat on the side without saying a word.

Zheng Ren closed his eyes, resting his mind.

After a while, a pen and a few pieces of paper were passed over.

"I don't need it, you can write it." Su Yun handed the pen to Zheng Ren, "Boss, let me take a look at the love letter you wrote to Xiao Yiren. If you really can't come back, before drinking Mengpo soup, you can still be angry." You two."

Zheng Ren smiled, with a jerky smile.

He took the pen, paused for a moment, and then wrote down his name and the words to hand over the letter to the Shay people on the A4 paper.

Iraqis:

Shocked to hear of the national disaster, we should go forward with great emotion. It is reported that aftershocks continued in Rongcheng, landslides and landslides at the epicenter, roads were completely destroyed, and the life and death of earthquake relief were uncertain.

If you are lucky enough to be safe, I will still see you in my life. In case of misfortune, I will die on the battlefield, covered in wild leather. In the future when the earthquake is successful, if you are in the west of Sichuan, if the forest and sea are rough and the waves are like mountains, then I will come to see you.

Sincerely,

salute

Zheng Ren.

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The suicide note was written by old general Guo Huairu on the front line of the Anti-Japanese War in Songhu. All of my 8,000 soldiers were killed or wounded... salute!