This call told Qi Tian that the action is about to be launched!

The Holy See is presumptuous in the hot summer.

So many things have been done in the northwest, so many people have died!

Nanshan was bombed many times and the clan ancestral temple was buried.

Qi Tian got a big fuss on his engagement day.

Tianyin University suffered another situation, and three teachers died.

How can you tolerate such a thing?

How can I not call back?

Fight! Be sure to beat back!

Qi Tian called Chen Qiushui.

Chen Qiushui asked the first sentence he received the call: "Are you going out?"

"Yeah." Qi Tian replied, "It should be on the side of Yingdao."

"Be careful." Chen Qiushui said, "It's not as good as here outside. You are not familiar with everything there. From the terrain, to the personnel network, to the force system, you never know who might have a gun hidden on it."

"Don't worry." Qi Tian comforted, "I can handle it well, I will come back before the Spring Festival."

"It's good that you'll come back safely." Chen Qiushui took a deep breath, "You are going to fight for the country, and I'm proud of you."

"I'm also proud of myself, and I'll go find you when I come back."

"Okay." Chen Qiushui responded, "You don't have to worry about family matters, I will handle it."

"Thank you for your hard work." Qi Tian didn't say much.

In this case, saying too much will make people worry.

Qi Tian booked a plane ticket to Beijing, went downstairs, and saw Sister Hong carrying people to the car with supplies.

"Sister Hong, this is..."

"Go and send some supplies to the families of the three teachers who died in the line of duty." Sister Hong said.

Qi Tian thought for a while: "Is there an empty space in the car?"

Ten minutes later, Qi Tian followed the convoy to the cemetery.

Around the cemetery, there are mourning halls specially prepared for families, where you can keep the souls for the deceased.

This time, the three teachers died in the line of duty, and everything else was prepared by the sharp sword.

Every time I go to the cemetery, I feel very disappointed. A white scene is something that no one likes in the hot summer memorial culture.

The three mourning halls were close together, and cries sounded from time to time.

There were many people coming to worship, many students came together, and some came with their parents.

The deceased's relatives knelt on the ground, their eyes swollen from crying.

What a blow to his family when he passed away on the first day of the New Year.

Qi Tian walked into a mourning hall. The black and white photo placed under the wreath was a woman, very young.

An elderly man knelt on the ground, crying sadly, and choking all the time.

The pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person cannot be understood or understood.

"Qi...Brother Qi?" A soft voice sounded from the side.

Qi Tian turned his head and found that it was Liu Yi.

Today Liu Yi was wearing black clothes, her hair was tied up, her face was not made up, her eyes were slightly red, and there were traces of tears sliding across her cheeks.

Qi Tian looked at Liu Yi, then looked at the black and white photos under the wreath.

"This is my classmate. After graduation, she stayed at school as a counselor."

As soon as Liu Yi finished speaking, a voice came from outside the door.

"Grandma, why haven't sister come yet? I've been waiting for a long time."

The voice was full of childishness. When Qi Tian looked back, he saw that he was a little six or seven years old. He was just over one meter tall, with a round face and very cute. He was wearing a cotton jacket and was colorful, and was incompatible with the elements of only black and white in the mourning hall.

"This is her younger brother. Her mother left with difficulty when she gave birth to this little guy. Not long after, her father also left. At that time, she had just entered her freshman year and only had one grandma and younger brother left at home."

Qi Tian took a deep breath.

A freshman girl, with only her elderly grandmother and her hungry brother left at home. You can imagine how difficult it was at that time and how hard it was for her to get through it.

Liu Yi continued: "After graduation, she stayed at school as a counselor. Although the salary was not very high, she said it was stable. And at that time, she urgently needed money. If her younger brother wanted to go to kindergarten, she had to take both grandma and brother to Tianyin to rent a house. The kindergarten tuition was very expensive for her. When I was hospitalized, she would often talk to me, saying that her life had gradually stabilized and she had saved some money. If she saved for a few years, she could pay a down payment and buy a small house in Tianyin."

Liu Yi said, tears flowing down again.

Listening to the sky, you can hear the sadness and the hardships you have worked hard for your future life.

However, when the hard work staggered through difficulties and gradually saw the dawn of life, disaster came and everything was shattered.

The child's innocent eyes made the old man kneeling on the ground unable to help but burst into tears again.

The old man dared not explain to the child where his sister went.

The old man also knew that he might not have been many years, and she couldn't imagine how this young grandson would survive in the future.

The incense in front of the spiritual platform is slowly burning.

The valuable money in the brazier has been burned to ashes, and it carries the sustenance to the deceased.

The old man wailed, but suddenly there was no sound.

"Quick! Ambulance! Call an ambulance!"

Someone shouted that the transitional sadness had already made the old man faint.

Qi Tian hurried forward.

"Go away from it! Don't affect air circulation!"

Qi Tian roared, first pinched the old man's Renzhong acupoint, but found that he was no longer breathing.

CPR was then performed, but it was never effective.

At this time, medical emergency must be relied on.

Qi Tian’s preliminary judgment was cardiac arrest caused by excessive sadness and too old age.

Qi Tian made chest compressions at a frequency of 100 beats per minute, and shouted: "Are there anyone studying medicine? Artificial respiration, fast!"

Qi Tian's high frequency of cardiopulmonary resuscitation made him unable to perform single rescue.

It takes three presses in two seconds on average.

Fortunately, some people in the crowd learned first aid and rushed up.

Soon, the ambulance came, and Qi Tian put the old man on the stage in an ambulance.

The ambulance rushed to the hospital as soon as possible.

In the mourning hall, the boy of six or seven was wearing colorful clothes. This was the new clothes his sister bought for him before the New Year. He liked them very much, unlike the ones before, and there were so many patches on the clothes that were leaking.

This new dress is very warm.

But the child's face was confused. He didn't know where his sister was going. He waited all night yesterday, and waited another morning today but didn't see his sister. Now he doesn't know where his grandma is taking the bus.

Misty appeared in the child's confused eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually bent downwards. His mouth opened slightly, tears slowly remained, and the child's mouth made a whimper.

Sister and grandma, why don’t you want me anymore?

Where have they been?

Qi Tian stood beside the child, stretched out his hand to stroke the child's head.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up the paper money on the ground.
Chapter completed!