Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 1623 Why Are You Sticking To Me (29)

"Excuse me, I want to go out, thank you! Please, please!"

Yan Huan was as slippery as a loach, slipping through the crowded crowd, she was already drenched in sweat when she came out, she just wanted to take out her mobile phone to hail a taxi, but she didn't bring a mobile phone with her at all.

It's useless to bring it, and the phone has no power.

She looked at the road, and there were only a few scattered bicycles passing by, and there were many onlookers gathered at the intersection not far away, probably a traffic accident.

No taxi, no navigation, who knows how to walk home from the amusement park!

The sun at dusk did not subside the heat, and it was uncomfortable to be stuck to the sweaty back. Yan Huan asked a passerby how to get to his neighborhood, but was told that it was [-] kilometers away.

Yes, it takes about four or ten minutes to take a taxi.

Yan Huan has a headache, according to her walking speed, it will be tomorrow morning when she gets home.

The only means of transportation left is bicycles, but shared bicycles need to scan the code to use them, and it is useless without a mobile phone.

Yan Huan dragged her legs forward resignedly, the traffic was paralyzed, the pedestrians were crowded, the sidewalk and the motorway were mixed together, and she had to dodge the speeding bicycle while walking.

"boom!"

The huge impact made Yan Huan tremble in fright, the white car that was hit rubbed around on the road for a few laps, and finally was drained of all its vitality, and stopped less than one meter away from Yan Huan!

The mangled driver in the car lowered his head powerlessly. With a pale face, Yan Huan unconsciously took two steps back. Her heart seemed to be severely grabbed, and she stared at him with difficulty breathing. That bloody face.

1 minute ago, it should still look fresh and vigorous.

"There was a car accident!!!"

"Saving people is important, save the driver!"

"Come on, help me, pull the driver out first!"

Yan Huan was pushed to and fro by the crowd, she stared blankly at the man's lifeless pale face mixed with blood, her ears were buzzing, she reached out to reach the car door, but the person behind pushed her hard , Shouted, "Go behind if you don't help! Don't get in the way!"

Yan Huan reeled from being pushed, "I want...to help!"

Several big men lifted the driver out of the stuck driver's seat. Someone checked the driver's nose and exclaimed, "He's still alive! Send him to the hospital!"

There is no car on the road that can drive normally, and there is still some distance from the hospital. At this time, it is impossible to move the injured. Several people just carried the driver and ran all the way, and some people shouted, "A few more people, this driver There must be a blood transfusion!"

Yan Huan ran with them all the way, and saw four or five car accidents along the road. Shouting and noise, in this world without electricity and network information, seemed strangely piercing.

The hospital was already full, and the cries here were even louder. Yan Huan followed the nurses all the way to the emergency room, where life was on full display. The gray-haired grandma kneeled and begged the nurse for oxygen, begging vaguely He said, "Without the ventilator, my old man is dying!"

The slightly injured patient, who was restless sitting on the waiting chair, grabbed the nurse's arm and asked tearfully, "How is my father?!" What he got was a sigh and shaking his head.

There are even pregnant women lying on a few chairs who are about to give birth. They are so painful that they cut off their nails and bit their lips, but they can't wait for an empty operating room.Pain, despair, emptiness, the beast that devours all hope is baring its ferocious fangs, waiting to harvest this land of war.

(End of this chapter)