rainy tonight

On the afternoon of the eighth day of the eighth day, some distant relatives came to the house. Chang Zhenfeng and Yan Jing sat with them for a while, and then sent them away after having dinner together.

Coming back from the outside, Yan Jing supported her lower back, sighed and said, "Recently, my waist has been a little sore, and I don't know what's wrong."

Chang Zhenfeng held her shoulders and said with a smile: "It's ripe, it's like this when the baby is about to be born, I'll rub your waist for you."

Yan Jing groaned, and asked, "Is Jia Yu coming back tonight?"

"Well, they booked the plane at 08:30 in the evening, and I will pick him up at the airport after nine o'clock."

When it was almost nine o'clock, Chang Zhenfeng drove to the airport and stood guard outside for a while, but he didn't see his son in the crowd.

He tried three more phone calls, but couldn't get through.

When the third dialing ended automatically, Chang Zhenfeng felt a little uneasy in his heart, and when he was about to go to the service desk to inquire, someone stopped him.

Chang Zhenfeng saw Yan Jun walking towards him in a suit and leather shoes, and also took two steps forward to meet him.

"Are you going on a business trip?"

"Well, go to City C, brother-in-law is waiting for someone here?"

"Hey, wait for Jiayu, he went out to play with his classmates and got off the plane after nine o'clock, but he didn't see anyone, and he couldn't get through the phone. I was planning to ask."

Yan Jun walked towards the service desk with him, and asked as he walked, "Where did you go to play?"

"It should be Fengtuo Mountain in City D."

Yan Jun paused, frowned, and asked: "Fengtuo Mountain? Are you sure?"

Seeing his serious expression, Chang Zhenfeng was taken aback again: "Yes, he told me so."

Yan Jun took a deep breath, and his voice was worried and heavy: "I read the news, there was a mudslide just happened in Fengtuo Mountain."

At one o'clock in the morning, Chang Zhenfeng and Yan Jun arrived at the disaster site.

The police had arrived here a few hours ago, responsible for evacuating nearby residents and rescuing trapped victims.

Knowing that several teenage children were still trapped on the way down the mountain, the police immediately organized a rescue team and went up the mountain along another road.

Nearly six hours have passed since Chang Jiayu and Bu Zhen fell from the high ground.

Yu Yiwei's MP5 still had some power. He checked the time, and it was already three o'clock in the morning.

It was very cold in winter, and the night in the mountains was even colder. The three of them shivered and huddled together, but their hands and feet were still cold, and half of their bodies were frozen unconscious.But in this case, no one dares to sleep.

Dou Zhe put his head against his knee and whispered, "Do you think we can go back alive?"

The only response to him was the howling winter wind, and the others did not speak, not only because they were as confused as him, but also because it was very difficult to say a word in this cold winter.

After a while, Bai Song stood up suddenly.

He had been silent until now, but he couldn't stand the hopeless silence, and he stood up and looked into the distance with both hands clasping the front of his coat tightly.

It was at this point that he saw a group of people in the vast forest. They used their searchlights to head south with difficulty.

Immediately afterwards, not only Bai Song, but the other two also vaguely heard his name. At first they thought they heard it wrong, but it was not until Bai Song pulled them up and looked into the distance together that they realized that those people were looking for them.

"Here we are! Over here!"

They waved their hands excitedly, shouted loudly, and cried out hot tears.The three danced and waved desperately on the high ground, using the greatest strength and voice in their lives to attract the attention of the rescue team.

Yu Yiwei waved for half a minute before he belatedly picked up his MP5, adjusted the brightness to the maximum and shook it in his hand.

Finally, the team spotted them and immediately turned around and walked towards them.

When he saw Bai Song and the others, Chang Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he stepped forward and asked, "Where is Jia Yu?"

With a sore nose, Bai Song immediately led the people forward, and narrated how Chang Jiayu and Bu Zhen fell, and Chang Zhenfeng's heart immediately became agitated.

Yan Jun was also listening. Before Bai Song could finish speaking, he turned around and said to the rescue team, "There are two children still down below. We must find them as soon as possible."

Professional rescuers took the rope and put it on the tree, and then reinforced it with other methods. One person went down the rope and looked for a while with a searchlight, but still did not see anyone, and had to continue down.Due to physical reasons, the other party climbed up first for the time being, hesitating whether to find more people to go up the mountain.

Yan Jun stood in the deep night, looking at the bottomless ground.

"Let me come," he said to everyone after a while, "I don't have any problems with my physical strength, you can give it a try."

"It's too dangerous," Chang Zhenfeng said with red eyes, "If I want to go, I will go."

Yan Jun took off his coat and threw it aside, and while tying the rope around his waist, he said: "I have served in the army, and the certificate of enlistment is also there. The possibility of my success in going down will be higher."

Regardless of other people's objections, Yan Jun moved slowly down the high ground, the slope was very steep, and the palms holding the rope were worn out, as if the skin was broken.

Yan Jun ignored the wound on his hand and continued to descend. He smelled the strong smell of soil renovation, which was the message left by the mudslide.

After moving a few meters, he gritted his teeth and shone a light below.

None on the left, none in the middle, and the right—

A black hat!

"I saw it, can there be another person?"

Half an hour later, the two children were rescued, but they were both in a coma. Rescuers carried them down the mountain on a stretcher.

Yan Jun followed along all the time, staring at the boy lying on it almost all the time.

Apart from the wet black mud on Chang Jiayu's face, there were two bruises on his forehead and chin.

When he was first rescued, the back of his head was also bleeding, and his right ankle was fractured for the second time, which was simply bandaged and fixed.

Chang Zhenfeng also followed, muttering that there must be nothing wrong, Yan Jun patted him on the shoulder, feeling heavy in his heart.

After descending the mountain, they immediately rushed to a nearby hospital, and both teenagers were sent to the operating room.

Bai Song and the others were sent back to City B. Before leaving, Chang Zhenfeng promised to inform them about the situation of Chang Jiayu and Bu Zhen.

After everyone dispersed, not long after Yan Jun and Chang Zhenfeng stayed outside the operating room, Bu Zhen's parents also rushed over.

Bu Zhen's mother is a full-time wife who only had a son at the age of 35. She provides the best food and clothing on weekdays.Who would have expected disasters from heaven, the fate of her own flesh and blood was uncertain, and she couldn't help crying. While comforting his wife, her husband was worried about his son's safety, exhausted both physically and mentally.

After Chang Zhenfeng called Yan Jing, he couldn't sit still. He paced outside the operating room. Yan Jun leaned against the wall and didn't speak. , just stood there quietly for a while.His clothes have always been neat, but now his shoes are full of mud, but he has no intention of taking care of them.

The operation lasted for more than two hours, and neither Yan Jun nor Chang Zhenfeng sat on a chair outside to rest.Yan Jun was better, Chang Zhenfeng couldn't bear to walk around in panic after a while.When the door of the operating room opened, his legs were a little weak, and he almost fell down. Seeing this, Yan Jun immediately reached out to support him.

The doctor brought good news and bad news.

There is nothing serious about Bu Zhen's condition. He has a sprained arm and a slight concussion. He will be fine after a few days of recuperation.Bu Zhen's parents thanked God with tears and held the doctor's hand for a long time before accompanying their child to the intensive care unit.

Chang Jiayu's situation is very bad.

"The trauma is not the most serious. His forehead and the back of his head were hit. His intracranial injury is serious. He is still in a coma. He can only be observed temporarily for a few days. If it doesn't work, he will need another operation."

Chang Zhenfeng's face was pale: "Will it be life-threatening?"

The doctor sighed, with a tired face: "It's hard to say, let's observe first, if you can wake up, there will be no major problem."

Chang Jiayu was placed in the intensive care unit, Yan Jun went to the entrance of the corridor to make a phone call, and when he returned to the ward, he saw Chang Zhenfeng sitting beside him in a daze.

When Yan Jun stopped beside him, Chang Zhenfeng murmured: "Xu Hong was lying on the bed like this at that time, there was nothing I could do..."

Yan Jun said in a hoarse voice: "We can't be discouraged yet. Just now I contacted the doctors I knew before and invited their team to come over in the afternoon. Jia Yu is a very good child and will be fine."

Chang Zhenfeng covered his eyes with his palm, choked up and said, "Thank you."

"Should be."

Seeing the man's tears overflowing from between his fingers, Yan Jun silently handed over a piece of paper.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the team of experts invited by Yan Jun arrived and checked Chang Jiayu.

The results of the examination are still not very optimistic. Experts still recommend to observe for two days first, and then consider a second operation if you cannot wake up.

The two days passed quickly, yet seemed very long.

Chang Zhenfeng and Yan Jun took turns guarding Chang Jiayu's side, but the person lying on the bed never opened his eyes.

On the morning of the third day, the experts finalized the plan for the second operation, which needed to be signed by the family members. Chang Zhenfeng's hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't sign it no matter what.

As soon as the pen is written, what you may have to face is the game of life and death.

In the end, it was Yan Jun who wrote his name on the paper.

After the operation, Chang Jiayu was pushed back to the ward.The operation was successful, but whether he can wake up is still unknown.

It was late at night, Yan Jun finished the necessary work and asked Chang Zhenfeng to rest for a while.

He sat down on the edge of the bed. Apart from the sound of the equipment, there was nothing else to be heard in the ward, and it was extremely quiet.

Yan Jun looked down at the person on the bed. The boy had been lying on the bed for four days, and he lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. His face was so pale that it made people feel uneasy.

Yan Jun sat for a while, and raised his hand to hold Chang Jiayu's hand hanging by his side.His fingers were cold, slender and weak, Yan Jun held them in his palms and rubbed them for a while, then stopped again.

Yan Jun leaned down, approached slowly, and approached again.

He kissed Chang Jiayu's forehead, wiped away the tiny fibers from his neck with his hands, carefully looked at his facial features, and glanced over them inch by inch.

Chang Jiayu's breathing was weak, his lips were slightly parted, his eyes and eyebrows were a little innocent, and he just fell asleep like that, unconscious.

Yan Jun whispered in his ear: "Jia Yu, I gave the wrong answer to that question, and I regret it. When you wake up, we will be together, okay?"