A day and night passed in a blur. Lin Mengmeng was resting in a safe zone, her white coat covered in blood and dirt, her arm’s abrasions not yet treated. Suddenly, someone shouted, “Rescue has arrived!” Lin Mengmeng looked towards the voice, seeing Shao Tingyu at the forefront of the crowd in his white coat, her eyes widening in surprise! How did he get here? Lin Mengmeng was momentarily stunned. She didn’t notice that Shao Tingyu’s tense expression softened slightly upon seeing her. But in the end, Shao Tingyu said nothing, just silently looked away and immediately joined the rescue efforts. This continued until the evening.
Under the moonlight, everyone took turns on watch, and Lin Mengmeng finally had a chance to rest. As she wearily made her way back to the makeshift medical station, she unexpectedly encountered Shao Tingyu outside the tent fetching medicine. Their eyes met, and both stopped in their tracks. Seeing Shao Tingyu in such a disheveled state, Lin Mengmeng couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you here?”
“I should be asking you that,” Shao Tingyu’s expression darkened slightly, “You should know that medical personnel with earthquake-related trauma are not allowed to participate in disaster relief.”
Lin Mengmeng’s eyes dimmed, wanting to explain, but her throat seemed blocked. Initially, she hadn’t anticipated an earthquake here, nor had she let her psychological issues affect the rescue. Seeing Lin Mengmeng’s long silence, Shao Tingyu didn’t pay her any mind, took the medicine bottle, and left.
