hello fireman

Chapter 70

Probably because of the guilt towards Cao Na, Mama Mi did not interfere with Mi Guo's excessive behavior this time.

Mi Guo pressed the hang up button, hesitated for a moment, and opened WeChat.

Under the WeChat message she sent before leaving get off work, a comment appeared.

The familiar landscape profile picture was actually replaced with a picture of a bear, a chubby little bear with a naive attitude, and the comment only had five words.

I also like bears.

Mi Guo bit her lip, remained silent for a while, and walked into the funeral home compound in the twilight.

The funeral parlor in City A has a long history. It was built in the early 50s. After the government re-planned, it was built as a complex of buildings in City A that combined human landscape and natural landscape.The architectural style of the funeral parlor is simple and elegant, with profound historical and cultural heritage, the layout of the buildings is reasonable, the structure is compact, and the gardens and architectural sketches are dotted among them, making it an elegant social service place with unique humanistic care.

Mi Guo didn't care to appreciate the beautiful scenery, she hurried across the path and entered the mortuary through the back door.

In order to facilitate relatives and friends to mourn and cremate the remains, the morgue is generally located behind the magnificent farewell hall.Because of the remote location, the aisles in the building do not see sunlight all year round. Although there are lights during the day, once you step into this place, you will involuntarily feel a sense of fear.

The rows of neat iron grids in the morgue exuded a depressing atmosphere, Miguo thought inadvertently, walked a few steps quickly, turned a corner, and saw the body surgery room at the end of the corridor.

Usually at this time, the masters and plastic surgeons have already left work, but at this moment, in the dark corridor, the lights of the plastic surgery room are still on.

Mi Guo has worked here for several months and is very familiar with it. She passed by and turned on the corridor lights all the way.

This is her habit of working overtime at night, not because of fear, but because she wants to bring the last ray of warm light to those who have passed away.

"Dangdang" Miguo probed and knocked on the half-open door.

A hoarse echo came from inside: "Come in."

Mi Guo walked into the plastic surgery room.

"Master, here I come!"

The empty rectangular plastic surgery room is divided into inner and outer rooms, the outer room is the reception room, and the inner room is where the plastic surgeon works.

The master was busy inside and didn't care to come out to meet her, but when he heard her shout, the master's tone was obviously raised, "Miguo! Is that you?"

"it's me!"

"Come in after you change into your overalls!"

"Okay, master!"

Mi Guo walked to the locker and habitually opened the door of the locker she used to practice here before. The moment she opened it, she was stunned.

The snow-white overalls she wore were neatly hung inside, and the shoes she wore at work were neatly placed at the bottom of the cabinet.

Everything is so familiar, so kind, as if she has never left, the owner of these items still belongs to her.

Mi Guo couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

Her fingers lightly brushed over the ordinary clothes in the cabinet, and her beautiful and clear eyes were gradually stained with a layer of moisture. .

She was stunned for a while, then remembered the purpose of her visit, quickly changed into her overalls, and walked into the operating room.

The operating room is still the same, with white walls, white floors, and spotless.

There is a mobile bed in the center of the room, which will be moved to a position against the wall when not in use.The hair dryer is still the usual Jinke, hanging on the wall, it looks a bit abrupt. There are two parallel counters next to the place where Miguo stands, and folded shrouds are placed on one of the counters. Put it on during a facelift.The other section of the counter is divided into upper, middle and lower floors, and is filled with writing brushes, oil paints, needles, tweezers and other instruments by category.These are used for plastic surgery and makeup of the deceased.

Master Guo Taizhuang stood with his back in front of the work bed, busy without raising his head.

Mi Guo walked forward lightly, calling in a low voice: "Master..."

Guo Taizhuang hummed, stopped, and looked back at her.

Under the shadow of the lamp, the master's original gray hair became even whiter. He was wearing overalls, a mask and gloves, nodded to Miguo, and said in an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, Miguo."

While putting on the mask and medical gloves, Mi Guo smiled at the master and said, "Why are you so polite to me! Master, who is going to be punished today? Such a big face!"

The deceased who was able to work hard for the master, and even dragged her to work overtime, must be a family member of a leader at some level. I am afraid that he does not know that his family is powerful.

Mi Guo despised him for a moment, and was about to move forward when he heard the master say, "Wait, Mi Guo, the body is incomplete, you should prepare mentally first."

Miguo was stunned, the body was incomplete?

The family members of the leader were involved in a car accident?

She took a deep breath and worked harder like she did in the past.

Continuing to walk forward, while the master lowered his head, his tone became low and deep, "He is a firefighting hero, who died during the detonation in the afternoon."

what? !

It's him?

Migo stopped in her tracks, her heart beating wildly, and she suddenly remembered the news she saw in the square when she got off work.

His voice was a little trembling, and his feet were a little weak, "Is it very miserable? Master, what's his name?"

"If you don't have complete limbs, you can say it's miserable. Oh, he called..." Guo Taizhuang bent down and glanced at the name tag stuck to the bed, and said regretfully, "Wu Lei, his name is Wu Lei."

Miguo's expression relaxed, and he secretly let out a breath.

However, she immediately felt that it was inappropriate, and quickly became serious again.

When she walked into the work vehicle and saw the body lying on the platform, she first frowned, and then her hand landed on a fire sign with an indistinguishable color, her eyes turned red. .

Guo Taizhuang noticed something strange, and looked up at her, "I haven't done it for so long, did it scare you?"

Mi Guo regained consciousness, shook his head, and said sadly: "I'm not afraid, master, I just feel sad when I think of his family."

Such a dilapidated body, she couldn't bear it for an outsider to see it. His family saw what a devastating blow it would be.

Guo Taizhuang stopped his movements and sighed, "I was not sure about performing plastic surgery on his body at first, but after listening to his comrades tell me about his deeds during his lifetime, I still made up my mind."

"Oh, then he must have been a hero in his lifetime." Miguo said.

Guo Taizhuang nodded, "That's why, Mi Guo, we have to be more careful, trying to give his family more comfort and less sadness."

Miguo hummed solemnly, lowered his head and cooperated with the master to start working.

Guo Taizhuang is worthy of being an expert in the plastic surgery of remains in the funeral system of city A and even the whole country.His title of super corpse cosmetician is also well deserved.Under the bright light, he used his original suture method and padding method to suture and repair the damaged remains, and at the same time taught Mi Guo how to repair the separated limbs.

One old and one young, tacit cooperation, serious selflessness, unconsciously, the hour hand passed through the silent midnight, passed through the sleepy darkness, and ushered in a fiery red dawn in the sky.

Dawn breaks in the east, and the first dawn dawns.

When the people in this city hadn't woken up from their sleep, a long sigh of satisfaction came from a gray building in the funeral parlor in City A. .

"Finally finished……"

Looking at the firefighting hero Wu Lei in the mobile car who had basically returned to his original appearance, Mi Guo stretched his waist greatly, and a huge sense of accomplishment spread in his limbs.

I didn't want her exclamation to cause the master to exclaim: "Oh, Miguo, I forgot to ask you, did you tell your parents?" Seeing the time displayed on the wall clock, Guo Taizhuang was shocked. seriousness.

Mi Guo shook his dizzy head, and then nodded, "Don't worry, master, I told you earlier. I lied to them, I was with Cao Na last night."

Guo Taizhuang heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the tired-looking Mi Guo with apologetic eyes: "You see, you have already left, and the master is still causing you trouble."

"What are you talking about, master, you asked me to come, it's my honor to need me! There are four or five plastic surgeons in our restaurant, why don't you call them!"

Guo Taizhuang pointed at her and laughed, his tone full of love and appreciation for her, "You stinky girl, you always feel good about yourself."

"Hey, of course, it doesn't matter whose apprentice it is!" Mi Guo pushed the makeup cart and pushed aside Master Guo Taizhuang, who was about to make up the body according to Wu Lei's photo, "Let's see mine next."

She waved the photo and said imposingly: "I promise to return Wu Lei to his family."

Guo Taizhuang shook his head, rubbed his sore waist and walked outside, "Miguo, what do you want to eat, master will buy it for you."

Miguo's eyes lit up when she heard that she was eating, and while she was rubbing the foundation on her hands, she shouted to the master outside: "I want the meat stuffed buns and corn grits soup from the cafeteria, oh, yes, master! I want two more." Boil eggs!"

"..." Guo Taizhuang's mouth twitched.

Did they work overtime all night, for the mutilated remains?
Even an old plastic surgeon like him would feel a sense of repulsion when he thinks about meat, but the heartless creature inside is still the same, possessing amazing and moving joyful energy o
this kid!
Born to do this line of material.

It's just a pity. .

Guo Taizhuang looked back at the back of the serious worker, and sighed regretfully.

"Master, I'm leaving. You will need me later, so don't be polite!" Mi Guo waved to the master standing on the steps, and Guo Taizhuang waved his hand, signaling her to go home quickly.

Yue Tingchuan brought a group of soldiers Wang Fuxiang to the funeral parlor in City A early in the morning.

When he went back last night, he took a class with him.He fought all night in front of a collapsed private house in the suburbs. No, just as the injured were taken to the hospital, he came to the funeral home non-stop to inquire about the restoration of Wu Lei's body.

Wang Fuxiang walked behind him, and gradually, the sound of heavy footsteps disappeared.

Yue Tingchuan turned his head, only to see Wang Fuxiang was looking at the green belt on one side, looking at something.

"Wang Fuxiang!" he called out.

"Ah-" Wang Fuxiang came back to his senses, and quickly followed.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Fuxiang scratched the back of his head, "I seem to see a person..."

(End of this chapter)