The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 642: Suicide Note

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both stunned.

The Tangshan earthquake had a magnitude of 7.8 on the Richter scale. This time...it was actually 8.0...

According to what they had sensed just now, the epicenter of the earthquake was quite far from the Imperial Capital.

Zheng Ren frowned. He did not know if emergency medicine and equipment could be distributed on time. If there was nothing, he would not be able to do anything if he just went in as a doctor.

However, Zheng Ren could not care less about that.

He would go with everyone. There was always a way out.

Soon, more than 100 people boarded the plane.

Finally, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing army clothes boarded the plane with a few well-dressed and beautiful men and women.

The men and women next to the military officers were carrying rifles and pistols. They were panting. One look and one could tell they were a small group of people who had been pulled out from the television station because they had received a temporary mission.

After they boarded the plane, they did not wait too long. The plane immediately received the signal from the tower and began to soar overhead.

Before they could even catch their breath, the people from the television station started to turn on the cameras and record the video information.

For their descendants, this information was precious.

However, for the doctors on the plane at that moment who were waiting to go to the front line, this information could only bring some memories to their families if they died there and then.

Zheng Ren looked out of the window, feeling extremely uneasy and uneasy.

The earthquake in western Sichuan was very strong. The communication base station was severely damaged and communication was cut off. The exact casualties and situation were unknown.

There was no information. The only thing they knew was that people suffered heavy casualties and were in urgent need of rescue.

Zheng Ren did not know what the starflower on the shoulder of the middle-aged officer signified. He only knew that he was the leader who was temporarily in charge of transporting medical personnel to the front line for the rescue mission.

He stood at the front and began to make temporary pre-war mobilization. He also explained what he knew about the situation.

After hearing the situation, the voices of speculation quieted down and everyone became uneasy.

Facing the power of nature, everyone was minuscule and insignificant.

Moreover, an 8.0 magnitude was even stronger than the Tangshan earthquake.

The vast majority of people had never experienced an earthquake and even everyone present had never experienced one themselves. All their impressions came from the great earthquake in Tangshan many years ago.

Danger... It was very dangerous.

However, the more dangerous it was, the more they needed a group of specialist doctors in military uniforms to rescue them.

Although they were nervous, it was difficult for them to suppress the boiling in their hearts.

Knowing the danger, most people began to close their eyes to rest. A few people were still whispering words to each other to pass the long and lonely journey.

Thirty minutes later, the officer appeared again. He received a message from the tower saying that the aftershocks in Chengdu were continuous and the number of casualties was still rising.

The road leading to the epicenter of the earthquake was completely destroyed and there was no way to pass.

After briefly relaying the news, he had nothing more to say. Within that moment, everything he said was superfluous.

Soon, the crew began to distribute white papers. There were very few pens, so everyone took turns using them.

“Wait, is this a suicide note?” Su Yun’s head was slightly lowered. He looked up and peeked at the scene through his fringe.

It looked like their mission was really dangerous. Otherwise, they would not have let the rescue personnel leave their last words on the plane.

Zhao Yunlong’s expression was a little ugly. His thick fingers held tightly onto the white paper. No one knew what he was thinking.

Su Yun pretended not to care. He nudged Zheng Ren and said, “Boss, what are you going to write for Little Yiren?”

“Just write something. Who knows what will happen?” Zheng Ren was also a little flustered but did not regret it. He was only slightly afraid.

No one could not calmly face the uncertainties of life and death. If there really were people who pretended not to care, they would probably pee in their pants when they were faced with it.

Fear was rooted in the depths of the human heart. It was not that a true warrior did not have fear, but that the fear did not overrule them. He still had to face danger and fear to go against the current.

“I have nothing to write.” Su Yun blew on his breath and his black hair fluttered. “I’m alive and everything is good. I’m the only son in my family. Do I have to make my parents cry every day by looking at my suicide note? That feels like bullsh*t.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren nodded his head. “Let me think. I still have to write something. If there’s really any danger, I’ll feel regret if I didn’t tell my loved one a lot of things.”

“You speak as if you know what you’re going to write,” Su Yun said disdainfully.

The nervous atmosphere felt contagious. After graduating from military medical school, the group of young doctors had the impression in their minds that as long as they left a will, their fate would be unknown.

They were nervous, a little flustered, and their handwriting was messy.

There were so many things they wanted to say but were unsure how to.

When they thought about how their families would be devastated by their deaths, some people secretly wiped away their tears. They did not want others to see their cowardice.

“Boss, tell me, how good would it have been if you stayed behind to win the Nobel Prize?” Su Yun asked in a low voice.

“It takes a thousand days to raise the army but just a moment to use it,” Zheng Ren said. “The Nobel Prize is really not that important. You always think that I’m pretending but that’s how I truly feel inside.”

“You’re really useless.” Su Yun was not rebuking Zheng Ren. There was some regret in his tone. “I thought that I would definitely win the Nobel Prize since I was young. Otherwise, why do you think I learned Swedish?”

“Well, I also thought you would definitely be able to do it.”

“Actually, when the professor asked what I would do if I couldn’t come back, I hesitated.” Su Yun rarely confessed his hesitation. “Yes, I have to make it till the end. I haven’t even won the Nobel Prize and already, I’m dead. I’d have too many regrets.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren nodded very seriously.

“You’re really boring. Don’t you know how to comfort me during a time like this?” Su Yun said disdainfully, “You’ve worked hard, Little Yiren. It’s really boring to be with a blockhead like you.”

“It’s okay,” Zheng Ren said, “Tell the truth. I’ve read some reports. It’s said that the aftershock after the earthquake was also very high in magnitude. The western side of Sichuan is full of mountains. If a big rock fell, people would just die.”

“Hey, can’t you just say better things?” Su Yun was furious.

“I’m telling you the truth,” Zheng Ren said. “Why don’t you stay at the back and wait for the injured in front to be brought back? That way, you can use your rich clinical experience in the ICU.”

“And then I’ll be laughed at by you for the rest of my life? Don’t even think about it.” Su Yun closed his eyes. “I wonder if the insurance company will compensate for this kind of personal accident.”

As he spoke, Su Yun used his words to dispel the uneasiness in his heart. Zhao Yunlong sat on the side, not saying a word.

Zheng Ren closed his eyes and rested.

After a while, a pen and a few pieces of paper were sent over.

“I don’t need it. You can write it.” Su Yun handed the pen to Zheng Ren. “Boss, let me read the love letter you write to Little Yiren. If you really can’t come back, I can still give you a few words before drinking some Meng Po’s soup.”

Zheng Ren smiled. It looked somewhat awkward.

He took the pen and paused for a moment. Then, he wrote his name and the words he had for Xie Yiren on the A4 paper.

Yiren,

After hearing about the national disaster, I felt we had to go. It was reported that the aftershocks in Chengdu were continuous. The epicenter of the earthquake collapsed houses and roads were destroyed. It’s difficult to predict life and death during an earthquake relief.

If I’m lucky, I will still be alive to see you. If I’m not, I’ll have perished on the battlefield. My body will be covered in bandages. If you were in western Sichuan when the earthquake had happened, surrounded by a sea of trees and mountains, then I would be the one to see you.

Saluting you sincerely,

Zheng Ren.