The Pingba Squadron was also expressing admiration.
Man, that was so freaking cool!
However, the second scene was obviously not as easy as Fang Huai had imagined.
Just as Fang Huai got close, he heard Squad Leader Hao’s shouting:
"Damn, you finally showed up! Co take a look!"
Fang Huai turned his head and saw Squad Leader Hao squatting next to the driver’s seat of the last bus, now holding a hydraulic spreader instead of a cutter.
The front of the bus was twisted, and Hao Chengbin had cut a large hole in the car door. From the side, one could see the driver’s legs tightly trapped in the deford driver’s seat.
Seeing this scene, he frowned.
Old squad leader, can’t you handle this situation?
"Just cut it open!"
Old Hao stood up, and Fang Huai then noticed the sweat under his helt.
Hao Chengbin ca closer and said softly, "Damn, this driver is such a scaredy-cat, terrified that his legs will get hurt. He yells in pain with every move and even cussed out a few tis. I said I would go rescue others first, but then he said he couldn’t feel his legs anymore and insisted he had to be saved right away. It’s my first ti dealing with soone so difficult!"
Hearing this, Fang Huai chuckled: "He’s probably scared of losing his legs, scared of losing his breadwinners, right?"
Hao Chengbin sighed: "Probably. Just now he insisted that I call his wife and tell her he got sick on the road and had to be hospitalized, keeping it from his family. If it wasn’t for him caring about his wife so much, I would’ve cussed him out long ago."
Being able to drive a bus, those legs are valuable, they can provide for a family.
Fang Huai recalled for a mont and said, "Scaredy-cat? Big reactions?"
"Huge! He screams at every move! My ears are buzzing. Why don’t you give it a try?"
"Does he know the state of his legs?"
"Not sure... no, I an, I don’t know if he knows. One mont he says there’s no feeling, the next he screams in pain."
Fang Huai scratched his head.
"Okay, you wait here. Get the cutter and wait for ."
After that, he quickly ran toward the area where the bodies were laid out.
When Fang Huai arrived, he rembered there was a severed leg placed there.
He went there, found it, tucked inside a body bag.
When he saw it, Fang Huai still swallowed hard.
The wound on top was sowhat terrifying, and the large gash on the leg with the bone sticking out was particularly grueso.
He turned and asked the doctor beside him: "Hello, whose leg is this? Are they still alive?"
The doctor looked and replied, "Alive. The person is still trapped in the car. We’ve stopped the bleeding in the leg for now, he’s getting a blood transfusion, but... the leg can’t be reattached."
Fang Huai raised an eyebrow, lifted the leg, which was sowhat heavy.
"Alright, let borrow this for a few minutes, I’ll bring it right back."
The doctor’s expression turned to one of imdiate shock.
"Hey, hey? What are you doing? The amputated limb should be returned to the victim’s family!"
"I’ll bring it right back to you!"
The sight of Fang Huai running down the road with a severed leg stunned quite a few people.
Carrying the cutter and waiting behind the bus, Hao Chengbin was also thoroughly confused. As Fang Huai approached, he snapped:
"What the hell are you doing?"
Fang Huai whispered a few words.
Hao Chengbin’s face darkened, but he still followed him to the driver’s side.
The driver was lying on the steering wheel in pain, uttering weak cries of "ouch".
Hao Chengbin went up, knocked on the car door, and said with a stern face:
"I brought our Squadron’s best tech here for you. He’ll start by breaking the door. Don’t move around! Otherwise, he might cut through your leg!"
The driver, having endured prolonged compression, was clearly very weak by now and quietly murmured an acknowledgnt.
Only then did Fang Huai appear in his line of sight with a gentle smile and softly said:
"Your leg doesn’t hurt, does it?"
The driver looked up at him, saw a young man, and seed to gather so strength. He said:
"You’re the best tech, so... oh, I can’t feel it... it’s numb..."
Fang Huai let out a chuckle, crouched down, disappearing from the driver’s view, and then, with a roar, started the cutter.
Soon after, Fang Huai’s voice, as if enchanted, penetrated and struck the driver’s soul with heavy blows.
"Squad leader, I’m not too good with this cutter. I’m not going to cut his leg, am I?"
"Damn, I can’t quite control it."
"Shit... What’s wrong with this cutter?"
"Ouch, damn! It’s ruined, it’s all ruined!"
"Hey, driver, does it hurt? Quick, stop the bleeding for him!"
The driver was terrified out of his wits, his whole body rearing up, his mouth trembling, unable to speak.
In less than two seconds, the young man who had just crouched down stood up, carrying a severed leg and looking extrely apologetic:
"Driver, I’m so sorry! I really didn’t an to do this! I’ll call a doctor to reattach it for you in a bit!"
The driver’s gaze fixed on the bloody, mangled severed leg, his eyes went blank, and he fainted.
Fang Huai breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hao Chengbin.
"Hurry up and rescue him. I had prepared several lines to use, but he fainted just like that. He must be extrely weak. If we don’t act fast, he really will go into shock."
Hao Chengbin watched the unconscious driver, his face twitching uncontrollably.
"It had to be you, always you! Your mouth is like a battlefield anesthetic!"
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