My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 307 Artificial Respiration
As the river waves rolled, countless people screamed and screamed endlessly.

Gu Qingchuan was overturned to the ground, his head was bleeding, he grabbed the table leg tightly and tried to get up, but he couldn't stand up.

The boat was still rocking, and so was the vision.

At this moment, the water in the canal seemed to be boiled and boiled, and the waves continued to surge, while the distant mountains, cities, nearby villages, and rice fields on both sides of the bank were shrouded in violent vibrations at this time.

The sunset is like blood.

On the canal, hundreds of troop carriers of the Ning Navy collided head-to-tail, and countless soldiers were swallowed up on the river.

Yan Qing led more than a dozen tiger guards to fly on the rickety ship. Seeing that Wang Lin was safe and sound, swaying back and forth against the deck, watching the tragic scene on the river with deep eyes, he was relieved.

"My lord!"

"Protect the king!"

The tremor of the ground, the shaking of the river, the collision between the boats, the violent shaking of the field of vision... lasted for about half an hour, and at this time, the boat Wang Lin was riding on had already crashed into the shore at an angle, and was caught by the shore again. A row of weeping willow trees overturned on the river surface blocked the boat, and most of the hull was damaged.

Yan Qing and Hu Shenwei protected Wang Lin and rushed to the trembling land. Wang Lin turned his head to look at the rickety boat, and shouted: "Xiaoyi, save Gu Qingchuan!"

……

On the sixth day of the first month of the second year of Xuanhe in the Great Song Dynasty, in the evening, the ground dragon on Liangzhe Road turned over, and the aftershocks spread to Huaiyang.

The Ning Navy, which left Yangzhou by water, crashed more than ten warships and drowned dozens of soldiers, but countless people fell into the water.

Fortunately, Ning Haijun is a navy, most of them are water-savvy, and they climbed to the shore by themselves when the earthquake ended.

Wang Lin's boat crashed.

Gu Qingchuan escaped by chance and was rescued by Yanqing.

Wang Lin secretly said that it was a fluke, if he hadn't transported the property from Yangzhou to Hangzhou by land on a whim, all the property would have been lost on the canal this time.

Wang Lin led a small number of Tiger Guardians to go overland, and the rest of the Ning Navy continued to return to Hangzhou by water.

six days later.

Wang Lin returned to Hangzhou, seeing the devastation of the prosperous city in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.

No manpower can compare with the power of nature, and even wars cannot destroy the strong and tall city of Hangzhou.

Numerous houses collapsed in the city of Hangzhou, killing 380 people.

In neighboring Muzhou, 740 people died, 650 were injured, and more than [-] were killed by livestock.

The earthquake damage of the other states in Zhejiang and Zhejiang has not yet been reported to Hangzhou.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and said, "Lord Du, the most urgent tasks are disaster relief, epidemic prevention and reconstruction. Pass down the order to order the famous families in the south of the Yangtze River to donate money and materials, call the common people to provide relief with work, repair the city walls, and rebuild houses..."

Du Pu smiled wryly: "My lord, the various ethnic groups in the south of the Yangtze River have been severely damaged. If they are asked to pay for money and goods at this time, the officials are afraid that it will cause trouble."

Wang Lin sneered: "As a big family in the south of the Yangtze River, they have occupied the south of the Yangtze River for a hundred years. At this critical juncture, if they can't even give up a little money, let's see how they will have the face to oppress the people in the south of the Yangtze River in the future!"

"Lord Du, pass the order, let Gulai take care of this villain! If anyone disobeys the order, he will be killed without mercy!"

Du Pu thumped in his heart, and quickly bowed to accept the order.

Wang Lin said again: "The corpses of the dead people must be transported out of the city and burned with fire. The place where the dead corpses are should be disinfected with lime, otherwise, there will be a plague. Lord Du, this matter is very important, remember it!"

"Maybe there will be aftershocks. The people in the city should evacuate out of the city as soon as possible. Even if they stay in the city, they must stay in an open place and cannot stay in the house."

Wang Lin turned his head to look at Gu Qingchuan again and said, "Master Gu, open Changping warehouse and Guan warehouse in Hangzhou, and build a few porridge sheds outside the city as soon as possible to appease the people affected by the disaster."

"Lord Du, pass on Gu's order to the provinces of Zhejiang and Zhejiang, and deal with disaster relief matters."

"Subordinate to obey!"

Wang Lin issued various orders calmly, and was about to pick up the teacup to drink a glass of water, when suddenly he felt dizzy, his complexion changed, he dropped the teacup in his hand, and ran out.

Ordinarily, it has been six days since the earthquake ended, and there should be no more aftershocks. In fact, there were aftershocks on the second, third, and fifth days after the earthquake. I didn't expect there to be more today.

Wang Lin stood in the courtyard of the transfer envoy's yamen, feeling lingering in his heart.

It was the first time in his two lives that he experienced such a large-scale earthquake.

Throughout the city of Hangzhou, the servants of the Hangzhou government persuaded the people in the city to evacuate outside the city, but most of them refused to leave, and continued to rescue their relatives, friends and their own belongings from the ruins, and there were news of looting and fighting with each other from all over the city.

Fortunately, Gu Qingchuan, the acting magistrate, was decisive and ordered the officers and soldiers of the Hangzhou government to act decisively, killing those who should be killed, and arresting those who should be arrested. Normal order was soon maintained.

Willow Lane.

Most of the small courtyard where Wang Lin lived and Zhu Shuzhen's next door collapsed, and most of the other houses in this alley were not much better.

More than a dozen tiger guards were in Zhu Shuzhen's courtyard, and they finally rescued Zhu Shuzhen who survived the main earthquake and was unfortunately covered by a broken wall in this aftershock.

Zhu Shuzhen's face was covered with dust, her forehead was covered with blood, and she was silent.

Without much hesitation, Wang Lin immediately ordered Tiger God Guard to lay Zhu Shuzhen flat, then leaned down and put his ear to her chest, but he didn't hear the sound of her heartbeat.

He was in a panic for a while, and he didn't care about the so-called intimacy between men and women. He crossed his hands and pressed on Zhu Shuzhen's soft chest, and then pinched her nose and mouth to mouth for artificial respiration.

Neighbors, Hu Shenwei and people from the Hangzhou government office were stunned.

Then, Wang Lin continued to press her chest, so several times, bent down, and continued to listen with his ears.

However, there was still no movement.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, continued to give Zhu Shuzhen artificial respiration, and then pressed his hands on her chest again, only to find that the real lady lying on the ground stared at him with blank eyes, and then a little shame and anger.

Wang Lin subconsciously pressed it again.

Still soft, just more elastic.

"Slave... It's okay, don't move...!" Zhu Shuzhen's voice was strangely hoarse and trembling.

……

evening.

Zhu Shuzhen was confirmed by the doctor repeatedly to have no sequelae, so Wang Lin agreed to her to go out and walk around, but her house is now completely in ruins, and she can only live in the back house of Wang Lin's transfer envoy's yamen.

It seemed to her that, anyway, she might just have to break the pot.

The story of Wang Lin giving her mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration has almost spread throughout the city, and it has become the only happy entertainment for Hangzhou people after the disaster.

Zhu Shuzhen looked at Wang Lin with complex eyes, and Wang Lin was slightly embarrassed.

He had no distracting thoughts at the time, but even Yan Qing who was beside him didn't believe him very much, so he didn't bother to explain anymore.

If you explain it again, it feels like there is no silver 300 taels here.

Wang Lin coughed twice, and said: "Follow the matter urgently, you are the real lady, if you have some property in your room, you still have to take the risk to pick it up..."

Zhu Shuzhen sighed quietly: "I have all the poem manuscripts of the past so many years, I can't bear it."

(End of this chapter)