Chapter 658
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Everyone rushed out, but the tremor was too strong. In just a few seconds, the whole building collapsed.
If He Dongyang hadn't pushed An Xiaxia, she would have been crushed under the rubble …
Zhou Bapi ran the fastest. He looked around and murmured, "My God … Wen Qing and He Dongyang didn't escape!"
An Xiaxia's expression changed.
Looking at the almost ruined restaurant, the two of them fell silent.
"Go and save them …" An Xiaxia was about to rush over but was stopped by Zhou Bapi. "Stop!"
An Xiaxia looked back in confusion. Zhou Bapi said seriously, "Don't forget, you're a reporter!"
"What does that have to do with me being a reporter?" An Xiaxia roared.
Zhou Bapi took out his phone and started recording. "There's still a signal on the phone. Now, immediately, immediately! Record a report about the earthquake! Upload it online and let everyone pay attention to it. That's the fastest way to get help! That's the only way to save more people! "
"I … I'm just an intern who writes advertisements …" An Xiaxia was at a loss for a second. She wiped her tears and said quickly to the camera, "The earthquake happened at 1: 16 in the afternoon. Many buildings collapsed, and the tremor was strong …" She choked. "There might be heavy casualties. We need rescuers, medical personnel, and corresponding supplies …"
Zhou Bapi raced against time to upload the video to Weibo and called the police.
No one answered.
He called other people, but this time, there was no signal at all.
He seemed to have aged a few years. Seeing An Xiaxia digging people with her hands, his eyes reddened, and he rushed over.
The two of them and some passers-by dug for a few hours before the rescue team arrived.
When the crane dug up the bricks and debris, there was a shocking amount of blood underneath.
An Xiaxia saw He Dongyang's body and tears came out of her eyes.
She had even laughed at him for being a central air conditioner … But it was also because of this that he chose to save people at the last moment.
He was a good man, a good man who only cared about others.
An Xiaxia looked around for Wen Qing and finally found her in a corner.
She was stuck between the table and the wall, bleeding profusely. She was almost unconscious. When she saw An Xiaxia, she called out in a low voice, "An … the child …"
An Xiaxia cried and rushed over. With the help of the rescuers, she caught the child.
She was a very beautiful little girl. She didn't cry or make a fuss. She just quietly nibbled on her fingers.
Wen Qing was also crying, her tears mixed with blood. "I … I regret not getting married, not having a child …"
"Don't worry, everything will be fine … You will be rescued soon." As soon as An Xiaxia finished speaking, a doctor whispered to her, "He's lost too much blood. Even if we save him, he won't make it …"
An Xiaxia's lips quivered in disbelief.
Wen Qing cried and laughed, "It's okay … I know I can't live. An 'an, I've bullied you many times before. Please don't hate me … By the way, where's the child's mother?"
An Xiaxia looked into the distance. Bao Ma's corpse … had already been stuffed into a woven bag.
Big drops of tears rolled down An Xiaxia's cheeks again. Only then did she realize that all the grievances and pain she had suffered in her life were nothing in the face of a natural disaster.
"He's gone …"
Wen Qing sighed regretfully: "alas Ann, let's give her a name.
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