All personal belongings, including mobile phones, were left at the scene of the plane crash. Yang Qianyu was still thinking about Xiaoxiao's injury, and did not think of contacting the country for a while.
I followed the ambulance to the hospital, expecting to be treated, but unexpectedly the hospital had already turned into a hell-like existence.
Countless seriously injured passengers are arriving continuously, and the medical staff have long been overwhelmed. Everywhere you look, there is blood everywhere. The people brought here are either burned or bruised, and some are even missing arms and legs...
Yang Qianyu and Xiaoxiao looked at each other, both of them speechless. They were still trembling and scared.
"Sister, we must have saved the galaxy in our last life..." Xiaoxiao's face turned pale with pain, she stood hunched over, looked around, and murmured in a daze.
It's not a joke, it's a sentiment from the bottom of my heart.
A rough estimate is that half of the people on the entire flight were killed or seriously injured.
They only suffered minor injuries and managed to escape immediately.
This is not the virtue accumulated in the previous life, but what is the blessing of God in this life?
Yang Qianyu nodded, her tense voice changed tone: "Probably..."
"Sister, I'll just sit here and wait. You go and find a way to contact China. Didn't Sister Fisher say to pick you up at the airport? She may have seen the news and can't contact you... she will definitely be anxious to death."
"Well, I want to contact the country, but you..."
"I'm fine, and I can't die... Let's wait for now and let the doctors save those who are seriously injured first."
"Okay...then I'll go find the phone."
Yang Qianyu got up and walked away, looking for someone to borrow a cell phone to make a call.
But the hospital was already overcrowded, the injured were wailing in pain, doctors and nurses were busy treating them, and the police or firefighters were also coming and going in a hurry. She was embarrassed to disturb others at this time.
It was hard to find an airline staff member, but he was surrounded by so many passengers, everyone was rushing to talk, and she couldn't squeeze in.
Fortunately, I finally saw the landline phone at the nurse's desk.
However, there were also many people waiting in line. Obviously, the survivors wanted to quickly report to their families that they were safe.
The person who was on the phone cried so loudly that he couldn't speak completely. The people waiting behind him became anxious and yelled and cursed.
Yang Qianyu waited quietly, trying to calm down her emotions, but her body still shook uncontrollably and her legs were still weak.
There were no obvious external injuries on her body, but there was pain in her waist and some numbness in her legs, which must have been pulled by the seat belt during the impact.
It was the first time she experienced the approaching death at such a close distance, and she was extremely frightened at this time.
Even though she was safe, her whole body was still full of fear. She really wanted someone to hug her and give her warmth and strength. Unfortunately, she was in a foreign country, and everyone here had just escaped from the disaster, and they were all shrouded in the haze of fear.
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During the long wait, she thought a lot.
I thought about what if I were unlucky and died like that, what would the three young children do? They lost their mother at such a young age, and their father was blind and disabled - how pitiful they were.
Thinking of the man lying unable to move, he must be very sad. Will he follow her or endure the grief and raise three children?
Thinking of Fisher, Kane, Aunt Rong, Sister Zhou, and even the family dog Dundun...
After experiencing life and death, looking back at the past now, I feel that all the conflicts, worries and melancholy that I struggled with in daily life are not worth mentioning.
Living is the most important thing.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, it was finally her turn.
Picking up the phone, she wasn't sure if Feng Moyan already knew about this, so her first reaction was to call Fisher.
She remembered Fisher's phone number, but her hands were shaking so much that she dialed the wrong number several times.
People behind her started urging her, and she finally calmed down a bit and successfully pulled out the phone.
Almost as soon as the phone rang, it was answered.
"Hey, is that Xiaoyu?!" Fisher's hoarse and urgent voice came, and he guessed her at once.
It seems that she did see the news and has been waiting anxiously.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Yang Qianyu held the microphone tightly and nodded repeatedly. She could only make a "buzzing" sound in her throat and could not speak at all.
Fisher screamed crazily, startling Gong Beize who was staring at her with bated breath. Then he turned around and shouted, "Mo Yan! There's news from Qianyu!"
Just now, Gong Beize and Fei Xue came to the Royal Garden to wait for news and at the same time think about countermeasures and find ways to contact foreign countries.
I didn't expect to receive a call from Yang Qianyu so soon.
"It's me..." Yang Qianyu took a few deep breaths, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and then said, "The plane had an accident. We were lucky enough to be rescued..."
Fisher was so happy that he burst into tears and jumped up on the spot, "That's great, that's great! I was scared to death, you know? Woohoo, I haven't been able to contact you, I thought you..."
Before she could finish her words, Feng Moyan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned around, grabbed her with precision, and snatched her cell phone away.
This scene frightened both Gong Beize and Fisher.
"Mo Yan, your eyes..." Gong Beize looked at his friend, his face froze in shock.
When did his eyes get better?
Feng Moyan had no time to explain, and he didn't care that the little secret he had hidden was exposed. He only cared about the woman and wanted to know if she was okay now.
"Qianqian, where are you? Are you injured?"
A familiar male voice suddenly came to her ears. Yang Qianyu was stunned for a moment. She was surprised at first, and then burst into tears, "Feng Moyan...I, I—"
When she was in extreme despair, fear, and helplessness, hearing his voice actually gave her a sense of rebirth and peace of mind.
All the restrained fear burst out. She held the microphone and cried until she couldn't help herself. She called out "Feng Moyan... Feng Moyan..." one after another.
Feng Moyan's heart was broken by her fragmented shouts. He was suffocated in pain and lost all reason. He wished he could fly to her side right away.
"Can you hurry up? There are many people behind you!"
"The phone doesn't belong to your family! Hurry!"
Less than a minute after Yang Qianyu got on the phone, people in various languages behind her began to curse and even push her.
When she regained consciousness, she quickly wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely: "There are... there are still many people who want to call, so I won't say anything... I'm fine, don't worry, wait for the airline to arrange it."
Okay, let's go back..."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for a response, the microphone was forcibly taken away.
"Qianqian! Qianqian!" Feng Moyan still had many things to say to her, and many things to ask, but there was only a blind sound in his ears.
"Aze, hurry up and arrange a flight, whether it's a chartered flight or a private plane. I want to rush over and get to her..." He suppressed the trembling all over and spoke with incomparable firmness.
In his memory, his Qianqian had never cried like this.
It is said that when she got divorced, she was cool and straightforward and never shed a tear.
But now, she was crying like a helpless child.
She must be terrified...
Those shouts were killing him. He couldn't wait any longer and had to rush to her side as quickly as possible.