Lei Feng System

On the third day, the rain was lighter, and the gloomy sky was faintly flashing.

Noting that the victims had psychological problems, Han Zhuoyu organized a psychological counseling class to help them adjust their emotions and try their best to survive this darkest period.

At the beginning, I learned psychology just to strengthen my heart, but I didn't expect to be able to help so many people. Han Zhuoyu was sincerely grateful.

After the lecture, a haggard woman stopped him and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Han, can I talk to you for a while?"

"Of course." Han Zhuoyu stretched out his hand to motion her to sit down, and said softly, "I said that when you want to pour out, you can come to me anytime."

The woman nodded, seeming to want to pull a smile away, but she tried for a long time but failed. The slightly stiff expression made her look more haggard.

"Are you going or not?" A man with a beard stood at the door of the tent, his eyes filled with impatience and even a little bit of hatred.

The woman did not respond. She took out a well-preserved photo from her pocket, rubbed it a few times, and placed it on the table gently, "See Dr. Han, this is my daughter. Isn't she cute?"

"Very cute." Han Zhuoyu applauded softly and guided the woman to continue speaking, "How old is she this year?"

"She is seven years old this year and just entered the first grade of elementary school. She was so nasty, like a tomboy, and couldn't sleep happily on the first day of school. She rolled on the bed with the newly bought schoolbag for her on her back. She rolled from here to here. The other end, and then rolled from the other end to this end, accidentally bumped into the bed, almost crying in pain. It was because I forcibly took off her schoolbag and hugged her into my arms and hummed a lullaby to sleep reluctantly In the past." The woman's dry eyes slowly turned red.

The man standing at the door no longer urged, his hands clenched into fists.

Han Zhuoyu appropriately kept silent. To be a psychologist does not need to be eloquent, only a serious listening attitude, to guide patients at critical moments, and let them release the negative emotions that have accumulated in their hearts. If the patients themselves can’t figure it out, it’s useless to say it beautifully. The only thing that can help them is themselves.

The woman really didn't need the youth's response. She touched the photo and said, "My daughter loves studying. The first thing I do when I come home from school every day is to do my homework. I don't want to eat until I finish it, and I don't even watch cartoons. Did you know? She can get full marks every time she takes the exam. She also said that in the future, she will be admitted to China University and become a scientist."

Tears fell silently, and the woman pressed the photo tightly to her chest and choked, "At noon that day, she said she wanted to sleep more and said she was very sleepy, so I hurried to the bank to do business and forced her to drag her. Get up and send it to school. When the earthquake happened, the other children were on their way to school. Only my nanny was in the classroom. When they found her, she was still lying on the desk with her eyes closed, her expression very peaceful, as if she was doing something. A sweet dream. She was sleeping when the earthquake happened! My God, what did I do? She said I should let her sleep if I wanted to sleep more, so that she would be fine! What does work matter? What does being late mean? It’s not as important as my daughter! I killed her, I killed her! I would rather die than myself! Why am I not dead? Why am I still alive?"

The sorrow that had been suppressed for several days broke out, and the woman cried heartbreakingly. The man standing at the door also couldn't cry. He walked over and took his wife into his arms, muttering, "It's not your fault, it's not your fault... What should I do if you die?"

At this moment, there was no anger, no self-blame, no resentment, they just wanted to cry for their dead daughter.

"Your husband and wife are still young, and you will have children in the future. At that time, give him the love for your nanny, let him live with his sister, and give him a happy, happy and beautiful future. This is what you can The best thing to do for the nanny." The young man slowly said.

"Yes, we will." The couple nodded while crying.

The crowd around the door of the tent turned around to wipe their tears, feeling that their unlovable hearts found the courage to live again.

The dead are dead, the living are like this.

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Sending away the married couple who were tired of crying, a middle-aged man walked in and asked Ai Ai, "Doctor Han, can I talk to you?"

There are still many people who want to walk in, but are preempted by middle-aged men, so they have to stand at the door and wait.

Being willing to talk is a good sign. Han Zhuoyu invited the man to sit down and said warmly, "Of course."

On this day, there was an endless stream of people coming to and from the counseling room. When they came out, a lot of the haze that hung under their eyes disappeared, and their mental outlook was greatly improved.

Seeing the gradual shortage of medicines and food, the black cloud finally broke through a big hole, and the sky was clear! This is the fourth afternoon after the earthquake.

Lei Xu is the commander-in-chief of earthquake relief. The Yushan earthquake affected most of the C countries and even many countries and regions in Asia, causing incalculable losses. Standing up at this time and taking on the important responsibility is an affirmation of Lei Xu and a test of him. If it passes the test successfully, the general election in the second half of the year will be a certainty.

Lei Xu did not dare to leave the disaster area and held several earthquake relief meetings. However, Yushan County, which is at the center of the earthquake, has been unable to accept the rescue by the troops. On the 23rd, a helicopter was sent to transport supplies and crashed halfway in a mountain col. 19 people were killed and supplies worth millions of dollars were destroyed.

Lei Xu's pressure has grown exponentially over time. Seeing the weather cleared up, he immediately took a helicopter to Yushan. A rescue team of 300 people and reporters sent by CCTV came with him. The collapsed highway can be opened within two days.

The government, which should have saved the people from fire and water in the first time, did nothing, and it was late until the fourth day after the disaster. How many people will die in these four days? How deep is the people's resentment towards the government? Lei Xu was ready to bear all the blame. However, what he saw after getting off the plane surprised him.

"The country has sent someone to save us! Look!" Hearing the sound of the propeller, the people ran out of the tent and waved to the sky. The raised faces did not have the expected despair and depression, and there was no angry accusation. It's a vibrant smile.

They were not crushed by the disaster, nor did they feel resentment because of the government's inability.

"This is the most spiritually affected people I have ever seen. This is the epicenter, right? How did they do it? Too strong!" A reporter sighed sincerely.

In the past few days, I have been rushing around the disaster-stricken areas, and the only thing that catches my eyes is despair. The numb eyes that are unique to the people in the disaster area made him feel sad. However, the Yushan people at the center of the disaster let him see a powerful and convincing vitality!

How did they overcome despair?

The reporter quickly found the answer, and the camera stayed for a long time on the handsome young man who listened carefully to the voices of the people. The thought-provoking psychological counseling class made reporters also fascinated, and only felt that the irritability, guilt, and frustration that had accumulated in my heart disappeared one by one. After class, the young man refused to be interviewed, and a group of children surrounded him, chattering to hear the story.

Sending off the children, he walked quickly into the medical care area, changed dressings for the wounded, and measured various physical indicators.

The reporter's camera has been following him, lying on the hospital bed, a man who stepped into the ghost gate and was dragged back said in an excited tone, "Doctor Han's medical skills are this!" He gave a thumbs up and smiled heartily. "The medicine we took, the bed we slept, the intravenous drip, and the blood in our veins were all donated by him. Without Doctor Han, we would have died long ago."

The patients around nodded in agreement.

This national treasure-level legendary medical scientist did not stay in the imperial capital to receive the best protection, but risked his life to rush to the disaster area, which is evident in the noble medical ethics. The reporter suppressed the excitement and admiration in his heart, and gave the youth a long close-up shot.

"I can't interview my disciples without authorization. Please go out." Qu Jing walked in hurriedly with a group of doctors in white coats. The disciple did a good job, saving a lot of lives and saving a lot of hearts on the verge of collapse. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with choosing the road for him.

"Sorry, we will go out immediately!" The reporter was not upset. In fact, as long as the youth gave him a vague profile, he was already very satisfied.

"Teacher, you are finally here. Several seriously injured people have suffered postoperative infections. Let's go and see them together. If it doesn't work, move to a large hospital as soon as possible." Han Zhuoyu couldn't hide his exhaustion on his face and led a group of people to the intensive care area. Go.

In the temporary command center, Lei Xu slapped Thunder on the shoulder with relief, "You are doing well. I have been worrying about the situation in Yushan these days. The number of casualties is far fewer than I thought, and the resettlement of the victims is also orderly. Orderly. The pressure on my shoulders is much less."

Lei Ting poured himself a glass of warm water, his voice was hoarse after exhaustion, "This is not my credit alone."

Lei Xu squinted and smiled, "I know, you have a good helper. I looked around just now, and the masses are in a very good state of mind and are full of hope for the future. Thanks to your wife."

Seemingly satisfied with the title "daughter-in-law", a smile appeared in Thunder's dark eyes.

After a few minutes of silence, Lei Xu said cautiously, "Don't worry, I will persuade grandpa and parents to accept Xiaoyu when I go back. Xiaoyu is very good, you two are very suitable. Even if outsiders question your relationship, I don't think there will be anyone. Dare to upset Xiaoyu." The cowardly boy who was once autistic, is now a figure who dare not easily offend even the capital of the country.

The two were talking, and the seismic sounder buried fifty meters deep after the borehole made a high and sharp warning sound. Aftershocks are coming.

Earthquake prediction is a big problem all over the world, but after an earthquake, seismic detectors can capture the information of aftershocks. Although there are errors, at this time, it is better to believe that it is not credible.

Moreover, the detector buried in Yushan has been modified by 9527, and its accuracy has reached 100%. It has withstood many tests in three days, which has long since convinced everyone.

Lei Ting immediately pulled his eldest brother out of the tent, ordered the people searching on the ruins to withdraw immediately, and then looked around at the figure of his wife.

The woman in charge of caring for orphans screamed in panic, "One missing child! Everyone, look for it, one missing child!"