We can never fully avoid some natural and human disasters, we just pray that heaven blesses them all with safety and peace.
Han Xi and Lu Jinghan walked forward together, and along the way, they encountered some injured residents and police officers. Han Xi took the medical kit and crouched down, carefully helping them treat their wounds.
Her clean and elegant face was bare of makeup, and even smudged with dust, her slightly messy hair tied up high, and her white coat stained with blood.
Yet, this very Han Xi appeared the most beautiful in Lu Jinghan’s eyes.
After seeing the text Han Xi sent yesterday, Lu Jinghan immediately called their director, who reluctantly said that Han Xi volunteered to go and support, and he really couldn’t refuse in front of so many doctors.
Such a kind girl, Lu Jinghan felt he loved and cared for her still not enough.
After treating their wounds, Han Xi advised them a few more sentences before standing up from the ground: "Let’s go."
Lu Jinghan looked at Han Xi’s eyes, deep as the vast ocean, as he raised his hand to tuck the stray hairs behind her ear.
Han Xi’s face turned slightly red under his affectionate gaze, her lips parted dryly: "What’s wrong, is there something on my face?"
"Mrs. Lu, you are the love I pursue in this lifetime, the destination of my existence."
Han Xi hugged Lu Jinghan’s narrow waist, her heart already overwhelmed with emotion.
"Help... help..." A weak call for help came from not far away.
Both Han Xi and Lu Jinghan heard it, and they followed the sound, running over, the voice intermittent and faint, as if about to cease at any moment.
In a collapsed building, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was trapped under a stone, unable to move.
Blood stained the cold stone slabs, and due to excessive blood loss, her face had turned pale.
Lu Jinghan placed the medical kit on the ground, walked over, rolled up his sleeves, and strained to move the stone slab.
The stone shifted slightly, causing the wounded girl to cry from pain, though her throat had no strength left to call out.
"Hold on, it’ll be done soon." Lu Jinghan exerted himself fully, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Han Xi called over nearby people, and together they lifted the stone away, finally rescuing the girl.
The girl’s leg was already severely fractured, and due to excessive blood loss, her life was now in danger: "Jinghan, quickly drive her to the hospital, she needs a blood transfusion immediately, or she’ll be at risk."
Lu Jinghan glanced at the critically weakened girl on the ground, and with concern, said: "You be careful yourself; I’ll return to find you right after I get her to the hospital."
Lu Jinghan bent over to pick up the girl from the ground, glanced once more at Han Xi, and then left in strides.
The girl leaned weakly against Lu Jinghan’s chest, her almost faded pupils staring up at the man above, his deep and pronounced features handsome as if they stepped out of a painting.
The girl inhaled the faint vanilla scent on Lu Jinghan and softly spoke: "Brother, what’s your name?"
Lu Jinghan furrowed his brows, glanced at her, did not reply, and just walked forward in strides.
The girl had no strength to speak further, leaning against Lu Jinghan’s chest, clearly able to hear the strong beat of his heart.
After Lu Jinghan rushed the girl to the hospital, he didn’t dare delay for a moment and hurried back, as he was really unsettled about leaving Han Xi there alone.