My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 127 Typhoon, Flood Situation 2

Chapter 127: Chapter 127 Typhoon, Flood Situation 2

Although women are not as calm and composed as men in dangerous situations, sometimes even unable to speak through their tears,

she supported her husband and desperately tried to maintain her calm, slowly forming her worried thoughts into clear words.

"He’s my husband. There was a landslide, he accidentally fell down the hill, impaled by a branch in the leg, and he’s lost a lot of blood."

Medical personnel were short-handed; since firefighters have some knowledge of treating wounds, Fu Yi brought the man into camp for bandaging.

Shen Liguang turned to the woman and asked, "Where did you come from? Are there any other villagers trapped?"

The woman quickly nodded, "Yes, there are others trapped. In the village, there’s a pregnant woman about to give birth."

"You lead the way and show me." Shen Liguang called a few people, preparing to follow the woman.

Fu Yi saw him limping and grabbed his hand, his face filled with concern, "Are you sure your leg can handle it?"

Shen Liguang brushed it off with a laugh: "It’s fine as long as it’s not broken."

"Don’t act tough. I won’t let my sister be with someone who is limping."

Shen Liguang looked at Fu Yi, laughed and said, "She’s so young, so good, I’d feel inferior if I’m not perfect." Shen Liguang thought and pushed away his hand, "Alright, I’m going now."

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After several days of rescue efforts, the city’s disaster situation was brought under control and most of the waterlogging on the roads had been cleared.

People’s lives slowly returned to normal, with the television at home continuously showing reports from other areas affected by the typhoon.

The mood at Fu Residence was filled with worries.

Fu Mingchuan worried about his son, grandmother worried about her grandson, Xia Jinyun worried about her husband.

When the grandmother saw on the news roads submerged in water, reaching halfway up a person’s height, she couldn’t help but sigh, "Every year, it rains heavily, when I was young, I even experienced a flood with Xiu Xiu, the whole town was submerged, Yingying’s grandfather died in the flood."

Fu Mingchuan sighed deeply, "Initially, I wanted Ah Yi to take over the company, but he insisted on becoming a firefighter, every dispatch had me worried to death, it’s life and death in a moment."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The grandmother frowned displeased, "Stop saying such inauspicious things, don’t scare Jinyun."

Xia Jinyun stared at her phone in a daze, the hospital sent out a notice for transferring staff to disaster-affected areas and asked for volunteers, Xia Jinyun hesitated whether to apply. Upon hearing her grandmother’s words, she looked up and forced a smile, "I’m fine, grandmother."

At night, after much hesitation, Xia Jinyun still applied to go to the disaster area.

The next day, both grandmother and Fu Mingchuan disagreed but respected Xia Jinyun’s decision and let her go.

They just reminded her to take good care of herself and be cautious about the baby in her belly.

But once Xia Jinyun was gone, the old woman started worrying.

"Can she manage in the disaster area? She’s still pregnant, can she really save anyone?"

"Aye, let’s hope she doesn’t end up being unable to save others and cause more trouble. The first three months of pregnancy are the most delicate."

"Jinyun is also naturally thin, and the baby in her belly is absorbing her nutrients, can she even eat well?"

The grandmother looked out the window, Xia Jinyun had long since boarded the vehicle and left.

"Don’t worry, grandma, my sister-in-law is a doctor, she knows her limits well."

Fu Yan hunched over his phone, casually comforting the restless old woman.

"How could I not worry, ah..." the old woman sighed helplessly, then prayed internally and muttered, "Your elder brother is a firefighter, your sister-in-law is a doctor, both of them are good people who save lives and help the injured, good people will receive good returns."

"Grandma, why aren’t you worried about me?"

The grandmother frowned, looking at him, "Why should I worry about you?"

"Me, I’m also your grandson after all." Fu Yan rubbed his nose and coughed twice, "I am sick."

It felt like returning to the first year of high school, those days when he hardly saw the sun.

Upstairs, Fu Ying was chatting in a group, her fingers paused, then she sent this message.

Du Yong: Stop talking about it, we haven’t seen the sun here for days, it’s been drizzling rain, making me so irritable, I feel like hitting someone.

Li Hanyi: It’s pretty normal here. Did your house get flooded?

Lin Lishan: A couple of days ago, there was a heavy rainstorm, the first floor of my residential complex got flooded, but it’s fine now, thanks to the firefighters, love them so much!

Lin Lishan has recently been captivated by the firefighters, especially with this downpour and their emergency responses, the sight of them rushing to the front lines, nobody thinks they’re not handsome.

The chat group exploded, spamming, Lin Lishan sent a bunch of firefighter photos.

Actually, many firefighters are not much older than them, just in their early twenties.

Fu Ying browsed through them and actually saw Shen Liguang’s.

Du Yong: Did you take these yourself?

Lin Lishan: Right? Each of them is covered in dirt and dust, each of them looks so handsome.

Li Hanyi: [Sends a thumbs-up gesture]

Du Yong: I saw my uncle! [Sends a photo and circles Wu Xiaowu]

Lin Lishan: Your uncle is a firefighter?

Du Yong: Yeah, back in my first year of high school, he came to our school to give a lecture on fire safety.

Li Hanyi: Ah, I remember now, thinking of his uncle reminds me of Shangguan Liuli Yue... His uncle’s online romance.

Fu Ying felt awkward.

Lin Lishan: By the way, why did Fu Ying suddenly disappear?

Lin Lishan scrolled through the chat history and realized Fu Ying had only popped up with a sentence and then vanished.

Fu Ying was lurking, only sending a message when named: Watching you guys talk.

Du Yong: Speaking of which, why is there always a typhoon every summer?

Wen Tian: It’s related to the temperature, coastal cities are more prone to typhoons.

Li Hanyi: Here comes the encyclopedia.

Du Yong: Tsk tsk tsk, not suited for the academically challenged.

The penguin icon kept flashing, Fu Ying stared at the computer screen, lost in thought.

Suddenly, someone in the group posted: Why did Fu Ying disappear again? Wen Tian isn’t talking either.

Fu Ying sighed deeply and replied: Tired, going to sleep, good night. Then she climbed into bed.

Qibao is a cat, wakes up to eat, eats and sleeps, carefree and sleeping soundly.

Fu Ying stroked it, then glanced at the phone beside her, couldn’t resist picking it up and sent him two words: Stay safe.

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Shen Liguang and his team followed the woman to the location of the stranded people, three or four kilometers away from the shelter.

Because of the strong wind, branches broke and fell across the road, the lush green leaves were battered all over.

The inflatable boat couldn’t pass, so the firefighters had to wade through the water.

On the second floor of an old building, among the stranded people, there was a full-term pregnant woman whose water had already broken, and a child, weak from lack of food, everyone lacked energy.

Upon seeing the rescue team, everyone perked up, as if seeing hope.

Xia Jinyun arrived at the shelter at ten in the morning, as soon as she got off, someone grabbed her, urgently saying: "Doctor, save my wife, she’s about to give birth, her water broke last night, and she’s been in pain all night."

"Don’t worry, take me to see her."

Among the crowd, a woman’s calm and gentle voice made Fu Yi stop in his tracks.