Vol 3 Chapter 242: limited ability

If all passengers on the bus were wearing seat belts, the injury caused by the accident should be much smaller.
It's a pity that most people don't wear seat belts on buses.
There is no if in the real world, and there is no chance in life.
The passengers in the carriage were all thrown to one side. Many people had already flown out of their seats when the bus was crossed, and they could not be controlled at all when the bus rolled over. It was like a glass ball in an iron box, or even thrown away. Out of the window.
In the space that Xiang Kun used his body to support, the little boy was not hurt by collisions or squeezing, nor was he suppressed by others. Apart from being frightened and shaking a little dizzy, his physical condition should be fine. .
After the movement of the bus stopped, Xiang Kun did not forcefully prop up from under the two passengers, worrying about hurting them-in fact, when the bus rolled over, he deliberately moved there to let them hold down. To help them alleviate some of the damage from the impact.
Xiang Kun first helped one of them move, then slowly propped up his body, and then helped the other passenger to move away so that the little boy could get up.
"My leg, my leg seems to be broken!!"
"Help me, who will help me!"
"I...I'm going to breathe..."
"Help~~~~"
"Ahhhhh..."
At the beginning, there were all kinds of panic and fearful screams, and then all kinds of calls for help and wailing sounded.
A few passengers lost their intuition when the bus brakes horizontally. They were already thrown out and lost their intuition; the passenger sitting on the side of the rollover was not only impacted by one side, but also dropped by other passengers in the car. The collision of the car, as well as the inertia of the car to the roof; the collision between people, between people and cars, between people and luggage, have caused a lot of injuries; broken window glass, flying around, It is also a terrorist weapon.
After Xiang Kun got up, he first made sure that he had not suffered any injuries such as fractures, and then went to open the two emergency escape windows on the roof of the car - now the two doors of the bus are facing the ground.
He first hugged the little boy he was guarding, released him from the emergency escape window, and then turned out, and carried him to a safe area on the side of the road.
This place is still on the highway. Xiang Kun can't guarantee that cars coming from behind can keep their attention, will not have a second collision, and dare not let the little boy get too close.
Although the little boy didn't see any injuries on his body, he seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened and he couldn't say a word.
Xiang Kun didn't care about communicating with him now. He turned over the roadside isolation belt and put him in a safe area before returning and continuing to help others.
Feeling the hem of his clothes being pulled, Xiang Kun stopped and turned back, seeing that the little boy seemed to have finally recovered, pulling him and whispering: "Dad..."
"Huh?" Xiang Kun was a little dazed, but then realized that he was asking himself to help him find his father. On the bus before, the little boy was sitting with a thin man, who was probably his father. .
"You stay here well, don't walk around, I'll go back and save your father." Xiang Kun said solemnly, holding on to his shoulder.
Xiang Kun climbed the guardrail again and returned to the emergency lane of the expressway.
Just now after the pair of oncoming cars broke through the intermediate partition and brought them to the lane on this side, the car body had disintegrated, which was terrible.
Affected by this, not only the bus that Xiang Kun and the others took, but also several cars were affected, or were directly hit, or had a car accident to avoid, at least eight cars were paralyzed on the road.
In the emergency lane, many vehicles coming from behind were also stopped, and the people inside also got off the car, calling the police while wanting to help.
Xiang Kun did not go back to the bus immediately, but quickly walked over. He found two private cars and asked for the warning signs in their trunks. He ran for more than two hundred meters and placed them to remind and warn the vehicles behind to avoid secondary occurrences. Even three accidents.
Then Xiang Kun returned to the bus, helped a passenger out from the emergency window, and asked those who came to help from the emergency vehicle parking lane to take him to the side of the road.
Xiang Kun rolled over and got into the car again. The situation inside the car was very tragic. He switched to the infrared thermal imaging visual mode to quickly establish a cognitive model to judge the injuries of the passengers in the car.
Many people are asking him for help, and those who are close by and under pressure are even reaching out to pull him.
Xiang Kun told them that he had called the police and called an ambulance, and someone would come to help them immediately, so that they were not in a hurry, and started acting according to the plan calculated in his mind.
First, he helped those who were not seriously injured but were stuck in some places immobile, and carefully left the emergency window without causing secondary injuries to other wounded nearby.
As for the severely wounded, even if they screamed miserably and kept asking for help, Xiang Kun only comforted them with words and did not move them. He has just observed that this car will not catch fire or explode, and can wait for professional medical staff to do first aid.
Xiang Kun also found the thin man in his memory who was sitting with the little boy, but with just a glance, he knew that the man was dead.
After helping a few passengers who were still able to move, Xiang Kun also got out of the bus to help people carry an SUV that had bumped into the roadside barrier, and asked people to rescue the female passenger stuck inside.
Because there were several people helping to lift the car, he didn't have to hesitate when he worked hard.
After faintly hearing the sounds of ambulances and police cars, Xiang Kun stopped his rescue and helping behavior everywhere, carrying his backpack, and standing beside him with the little boy who was still a little confused.
But to his request to find his father while whispering, Xiang Kun didn’t know how to answer. In his cognitive model, he couldn’t find a most suitable answer that would not affect the child’s psychology. So Can only be silent.
Fortunately, the little boy did not continue to make noise. He just stood beside Xiang Kun, looking at the bus that had rolled over to the ground.
Traffic police, first aid, and firefighters have all arrived, and they are dealing with the scene urgently, treating the wounded, and sorting out the traffic.
Xiang Kun quickly observed the people who came to the rescue, then chose a female medical staff, walked over and handed the boy to her, and told her that the boy's parents were still in the bus.
The medical staff saw blood on his body and asked, "Are you also a passenger in that bus? Come and check to see where the injury is?"
"No, I'm fine, I'm lucky, I'm not injured, the blood is from other people." Xiang Kun naturally refused.
But when he was about to walk to the side, he found that his clothes were pulled again. The little boy looked up at him with his head up and looked at him blankly. He did not speak, but he could clearly feel the fear in his eyes.
The medical staff glanced at Xiang Kun and said, "You can stay with him here. I have to go there to help. I may not be able to look after him. After his parents are rescued, I will look at the family members who contact him. Come here, you can go to the city with him in our car in a while."
Xiang Kun had to squat by the side of the ambulance with the little boy. He could feel that the little boy now has an inexplicable trust in him, probably because he recalled that he was guarded by him when the car accident happened. situation.
Seeing a child at this age ~EbookFREE.me~ he thought of Liu Shiling, so he took out a five-point coin from his body and placed it in the palm of the little boy's hand.
"Do you know what this is?" Xiang Kun pointed to the coin on the palm of the little boy's palm.
"Money." The little boy whispered, somewhat bewildered.
"What about the pattern on this?"
With the help of the lights in the car next to him, the little boy looked for a while, then whispered, "Five-pointed star."
"This is the national emblem. It is on the hats of the uncle police and the uncle of the People's Liberation Army. As long as you hold it, you can think of them, and then you won't be afraid." Xiang Kun said seriously, and then helped the little boy put the coins. Hold it in your hand.
In fact, he now particularly hopes that he can use his "emotional assimilation" ability, so that the wounded and staff around are no longer afraid and calm down.
It's a pity that he can't get into that kind of emotion now, and he doesn't carry a suitable emotional carrier.