At half-past eleven this morning, a fire broke out in an old residential building in Donghai City, the city where Qin Feng lived. Qin Feng entered the blaze to rescue people and saved over fifty individuals.
Wen Changlin directly informed Fan Tianlei of the situation at the time of the fire: "Those fifty-plus people are out of danger, but Qin Feng himself sustained severe burns. He is currently in the First People's Hospital of Donghai City undergoing rescue. According to the doctors there, the hope of saving him is very slim. Moreover, even if he is eventually saved, he will be crippled. Forget about continuing to serve in the military; it's doubtful he'll even be able to stand or speak."
Upon hearing this, Fan Tianlei's face instantly turned extremely grim. His voice, low and with a tremor, said, "No, Old Wen, you know the seriousness of this matter better than I do. Don't joke with me?"
"We've known each other for decades. Do I look like someone who would joke about something like this?" Wen Changlin sighed heavily and continued, "Tianlei, prepare yourselves mentally. If possible, it's best to rush to the hospital now. You might still be in time to see him for the last time."
After speaking, Wen Changlin hung up the phone.
Fan Tianlei, his face ashen, walked back to his seat and slumped into the chair.
Chen Shanming, seeing Fan Tianlei's expression, was also astonished. He had been brought up by Fan Tianlei and had followed him for nearly ten years, rarely seeing Fan Tianlei exhibit such an expression.
"Chief of Staff, what's wrong? What happened?" Chen Shanming asked in a low voice, a slight frown on his face.
"Pause the summary writing for now." With Chen Shanming looking utterly bewildered, Fan Tianlei quickly drove to He Zhijun's office.
Upon arriving at He Zhijun's office, Fan Tianlei pushed the door open without even knocking.
Seeing Fan Tianlei's hurried demeanor, He Zhijun directly asked, "What's the matter that's so urgent?"
"Qin Feng is critically injured and his life is in danger. We need to go there quickly," Fan Tianlei said without preamble, explaining the situation to He Zhijun.
After listening, He Zhijun's expression also turned extremely grim.
Bang!
He Zhijun then slammed his fist on the desk and roared, "Damn it! I knew I shouldn't have approved their leave!"
Fan Tianlei gave a bitter smile, "If you hadn't approved it, those dozens of civilians would be dead."
He Zhijun also gave a wry smile upon hearing this. He knew that was the truth.
But now, the one facing death was a good soldier from their military region, perhaps even the entire army. With his current potential, who knew how powerful he would become in the future and how much contribution he could make to the country!
Yet, today, such a genius might be extinguished forever!
After a moment of contemplation, He Zhijun said solemnly, "Prepare the armed transport plane. We'll go to Donghai City ourselves. Communicate with the local armed forces department and ensure the best trauma surgeons in the city are assigned to his rescue! Spare no expense to save Qin Feng!"
"Yes!"
Soon, the helicopter took off.
On the plane, He Zhijun's deputy was typing on a computer. He soon found several videos. After watching them, his face turned extremely grim as he said to the group, "Sir, look, these are videos posted by netizens."
He Zhijun and Fan Tianlei quickly turned to look. In the video, Qin Feng repeatedly rushed into the inferno to save people. Each time he emerged, the burn marks on his body grew more severe. In the end, even as his flesh was burning, he still bravely charged into the fire to continue rescuing people.
Watching this scene, everyone clenched their jaws tightly, trembling.
That was intense heat and flames. What kind of willpower was required to disregard such agonizing pain and continue to save others?
"We..." After a long while, He Zhijun said heavily, "are proud to have such a good soldier!"
Even He Zhijun, who had experienced countless battles, felt his eyes redden and his body tremble as he watched Qin Feng's figure in the video.
"What... what is his condition now?" He Zhijun asked in a deep voice.
"Doctors say his muscles are severely burned, his organs are in serious decline, and the hope of saving him is very slim."
Fan Tianlei shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Moreover, in his condition, even if he survives, given the extent of his burns, his future life and treatment will be... worse than death."
Everyone fell silent. Who among them didn't want Qin Feng to survive? But with Qin Feng's current injuries, could he really make it?
As their group flew towards Donghai City, throughout society and online, major television stations and video platforms were almost entirely reporting on Qin Feng's rescue from the fire.
The mayor of Donghai City had issued an order to mobilize the city's best trauma surgeons to participate in Qin Feng's rescue at the First People's Hospital. He himself personally arrived at the scene to inquire about the situation.
Qin Feng's heroic deed had, in less than an hour, exploded across major national media outlets, websites, and television news channels. The headlines of various websites were also dominated by this news.
"Yan Country! Never Lacks Heroes!"
"In times of national crisis and the people's peril, soldiers are always the first line of defense!"
"Hero Qin Feng: You must persevere!"
"Let us all pray for our hero."
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In addition to these reports from various authoritative websites and media, major video platforms and social media feeds also featured a large number of compassionate citizens releasing Kongming lanterns and arranging candles to pray for Qin Feng.
Of course, the arrogant rich woman who refused to yield way to the ambulance on its way to the hospital also had her video posted online by netizens, facing widespread condemnation and public shaming, leading to doxxing and criticism.
In short, both the media and the public were constantly concerned about the progress of the fire rescue and the subsequent treatment of Qin Feng.
At the military compound, in He Chenguang's home.
"Come, dinner is ready! Let's eat!" He Chenguang's grandmother came out with dishes.
"Wow! It smells so good!" He Chenguang immediately stepped forward, took the dishes from his grandmother's hands, and placed them on the table.
At this moment, an old man sitting on the sofa was staring intently at the screen of the television.
Seeing this, He Chenguang said loudly, "Grandpa, come and eat. No matter how good the TV is, you can't watch it all the time."
After calling out, He Chenguang went inside to help his grandmother. When he came out again with more dishes, he saw his grandfather still sitting on the sofa, unmoving, and walked over.
Just as He Chenguang was about to turn off the TV, his grandfather stopped him and said, "Don't turn it off. Look at that soldier. That's a real soldier. So young and already so responsible. Qin Feng truly lives up to his name, standing tall and upright like a mountain peak."
What?
Qin Feng?