Don't stop throttling
Zheng Cheng lit a cigarette, leaned his chin on the half-rolled down window glass, his bearded face reflected in the rearview mirror, and deep dark circles hung under his eye sockets, looking thin.
He sneered, spat the smoke from his lungs into the mirror, retracted his head into the car, and filled the glass.
His mobile phone screen lit up, and two new messages, one was his father telling him "arrived" and a new dispatch from the ambulance-only platform, and after he briefly replied to his father that he was "at work", he tightened his seat belt and bowed to the missing Buddha pendant dangling in front of the windshield.
It's also a sigh, when Zheng Cheng was young, he was not interested in studying, so his father took him on a long journey, followed his father to the north and south, whether it was cooking or driving skills, he could see everything, and he successfully became the youngest driver in the team.
I still remember that on the first day he drove in the car, his father invited him a small Buddha, saying that it was consecrated by Yunding Mountain, but he vaguely remembered that there was no temple on Yunding Mountain. But this is not a problem, after his father hung it up with his own hands, he told him without a smile, "Don't ruin my reputation, be careful".
He was young and vigorous, turned his head and got into the car to start the engine, waved his hand to his father, and left him alone to watch the beast-like truck leave, and then drove his own truck alone and drove away in the other direction.
After that, Zheng Cheng's performance was good, all thanks to his courage to step on the accelerator, no matter how dangerous the road was, no matter how bad the weather was, he was quite efficient. For this reason, the father and son also had a big quarrel, and in the end, Zheng Cheng slammed the door and drove a little more restrained.
But such days were broken after a year or two, Zheng Cheng encountered an accident, he stepped on the accelerator on the mountain road on a foggy day, and collided with a car in the fog, "Bang Bang" The other party's airbag opened, and the car slid down the mountain, sounding like it was rolling all the way down, and the family inside was nothing serious, and it could be regarded as saving Zheng Cheng's life, so that in addition to being fired and the car being recovered, there was still a Buddha statue with a missing horn.
But probably because of the lack of this corner, my father's already quiet temperament, after saying "you don't drive", he simply stopped talking.
Now, he has been an ambulance driver for a while, and he has made a lot of money, but he still has no face to face his father, and now he still recalls the car accident, he still breaks out in a cold sweat.
The hospital sent a new order, he wiped a handful of sweat, turned on the bell, and even the vehicles were avoiding along the way, and he still didn't dare to step on the accelerator.
When he arrived at the place, it was a familiar building, Zheng Cheng thought that something had happened to a neighbor, and he was still lamenting how long his life would be alive, but he saw an uncle wearing a washed and faded army green coat with pale and capable sideburns getting into the car.
He opened his mouth slightly, swallowed it back, as if to question, and finally relented and said "father" first. The air in the car was suffocated for a long time, until the medical staff in the back compartment asked, "What about the patient?" Only then did Zheng Cheng react.
But before he could react, his father had already bent over and sat on the co-pilot and said to Zheng Cheng, "I have money, you continue to work, I'll take a look." ”
Zheng Chenggang wanted to push him out of the car, thinking that there was no one in the co-pilot anyway, so it didn't matter, so he sat down and put away the Buddha statue with a missing corner, took a deep breath, and stepped on the accelerator on the road.
The next order was in the city center, and I heard that it was a heart attacker.
The road is very congested, but the ambulance is always relatively smooth, my father is not used to the car bell, looking at the evasive cars, I wanted to say something good, but to the mouth still turned into a yin and yang weird "now dare to step on the accelerator, right".
The already silent atmosphere was even more suffocating, it was drizzling outside the car, and it was even more humid, Zheng Cheng's buttocks moved, leaving a gap between the two that was not wide but incomparably deep, and no eyes met at this end.
When he arrived at the place, Zheng Cheng fled as if getting out of the car to help, and the patient was carried from the bedroom on the third floor to the stand, and was sent all the way into the back compartment, the family was already so anxious that their faces were red, and Zheng Cheng's eyes could not be separated from the pale sideburns of the patient's sideburns similar to that of his father.
At the urging of his family, Zheng Cheng hurriedly sat back in the driver's seat and delicately moved back the butt that had just been removed.
The next step was to go to the hospital, and the sound of the electrocardiogram in the rear compartment was panicking, and the smell of rain splashing in the dirt seemed raw and hot in the summer.
Through the congested traffic tide, even if it is smooth all the way, it seems slow, and smooth travel is not the norm, a red Buick blocked in front of the ambulance, Zheng Cheng was a little impatient, opened the window and scolded, his father patted his leg to stop, got out of the car and gave the red Buick owner a cigarette, and the Buick got out of the way.
Zheng Cheng half stepped on the accelerator, a little anxious, the sound of the electrocardiogram behind him seemed to be urgent, he caught a glimpse of his father's coat was wet, so he took the wrapping paper from the storage grid and gave it to his father, his father was there, Zheng Cheng looked at the road seriously, and asked his father to take it away quickly.
Fortunately, the journey after that was quite smooth, the patient's heartbeat was stable when he was pushed into the hospital, Zheng Cheng exhaled a big breath, and his father who happened to be on the side also exhaled a big breath, and the corners of their mouths were quickly hidden.
Zheng Cheng took his father to the food stall at the entrance of the hospital, intending to fill his stomach, and also wanted to try to pry open the two icebergs of his father and his own psychological shadow. But the two of them ate eye to eye before they took two bites, not only did they not say a word, but a new list came.
It's annoying that the phone is constantly ringing, and there are countless people in the city calling for help on a summer day after the rain, and how limited the ambulance is. This one is from the suburbs, a honeymoon couple drove by themselves, was hit by a truck from the mountain, and now their life and death are uncertain.
Zheng Chengguang can recall the fog of that year when he sees this text, it is so thick that he can't see the day, and behind the fog came a disappointed glance of his father standing in front of the iron gate, and the iron gate was slammed slam shut.
After only a moment of daz, his father patted him on the shoulder and sat down in the passenger seat, and the disappointed eyes of his father in his mind became old, gentle, and even expectant.
Zheng Cheng returned to the somewhat cramped driver's seat, rehung the Buddha statue in front of the window, pressed the headlights and bell, and the gloomy sky was pierced by the light from the headlights and the sharp ringtone.
It is not close from the second hospital to the suburbs, but fortunately, the displacement of the ambulance is not small, and there is only the subtle sound of the Buddha statue shaking and the heavy breathing sound along the way, even the medical staff in the back compartment are a little overwhelmed because of the patient's dying life and continuous work.
The two people in front of them are familiar with this section of the road, and gradually chatted quietly, got on the highway out of the city and turned into the tunnel, and after the tunnel, they went to the mountain road by the sea, and the middle section of the mountain road was the destination this time.
More than 100 meters past is the place where Zheng Cheng had an accident, and this is also the place where Zheng Cheng was always stationed the night before returning to the city when he drove with his father when he was a child.
When you wake up in the morning, you can see the newborn sun shining on the green mountain surface, and if you are lucky, you can see the fisherman catching fish, and the fish in the net will fly high and gain a moment of freedom.
Zheng Cheng mentioned the taste of those flying fish again, because it is the freshest, even if it is eaten raw, it looks delicious, not fishy at all, his father recalled in a muffled voice, because Zheng Cheng does not like to eat fish skin, he always eats all the fish skin, and once he had diarrhea because of this. The two laughed and laughed, and the dark clouds dispersed.
Although Zheng Cheng's hands trembled throughout the whole process, he didn't dare to slack off a little for the life of the couple, the man's leg bone had fallen out, fortunately, he was still awake, and called for help**, the woman was probably sitting in the back seat, and there was no obvious trauma except for fainting.
When the boy cried out and asked Zheng Cheng if he was going to die, Zheng Cheng replied categorically, "You will never die." After the two were sent into the car, Zheng Cheng glanced at the co-pilot's father, and his father also stared at Zheng Cheng for a long time.
The painful cries in the rear compartment continued to oppress Zheng Cheng's heart, the electrocardiogram was constantly decreasing in frequency, and the ground after the rain was constantly reflecting the dangerous light, Zheng Cheng had never felt that driving was such a long thing.
But unconsciously, the first rays of morning light fell on Zheng Cheng's hand, which was a round of rising sun belonging to his father and himself, sparkling and brilliant on the sea as the sun rose.
The father also put his hand on his shoulder, and whispered to cheer for his son, the extremely awkward voice made Zheng Cheng want to laugh for a while, but there was no room for laughter, he stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, this is the dawn track that belongs to their father and son, and this time, he must win.
The boy probably survived, at least he was sent to the hospital alive, and the unconscious girl will also receive the relevant ** in the hospital later, all thanks to the nearly twenty-mile journey, which will be there in about twenty-five minutes.
Zheng Cheng smoked a cigarette, his father followed him, and the two of them leaned against one side of the car window to swallow the clouds, and the father asked, "Your car is driving very well." Zheng Cheng smiled bitterly and looked at the towering hospital, "There are many people who died on the road."
After a long time, the father finished smoking, and when he looked back, he realized that the cigarette in his hand was almost burning to his fingers, and he was so tired that he fell asleep against the car window.
The father carried the child to the passenger seat, sat in the driver's seat himself, fastened his seat belt, and drove in the direction of home, he was retiring, and the hidden illness of driving a truck for many years forced him to give up the steering wheel, which was probably the last time he drove.
He touched the Buddha statue hanging in front of the windshield and hung up his truck keys.
When he got downstairs, he smoked a cigarette in the main driver's seat, opened the car door, bent over, and carried the child on his weather-beaten back. He had to admit that he was old, and his children had indeed grown up.
The father maintains stability and balance and wants the child to sleep soundly. But a gentle morning breeze still made Zheng Cheng open his eyes in a daze, he found himself back to his childhood, playing like crazy in the park for an afternoon, his father carried him home with a smile, the sun was not dazzling at all, and it was very suitable for a good night's sleep.
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Source: Internet.
Editor: Nana Ming.
Reviewer: Rose.
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