The young man showed a disdainful expression on his face and said, "Tsk, they will solve it, the Chronicle Department, the Economic and Cultural Office, you will know it by listening to this name. It is okay to let them talk about economy and culture, but they will definitely not be able to deal with such difficult things related to the political and business community."

"What should I do in the end?"

"Didn't I say that it's not a joke to ask the mainland embassy for major issues. What should I do in the end? Call the Chinese embassy and ask for help. It will be solved in one day!

In Southeast Asia, Africa, and some of the more backward places, the Chinese Embassy is very powerful!”

"It's true or false, it's solved with just one phone call." Some people didn't believe it.

"You don't believe it after personal experience. Regardless of personal safety, political and business relations, or Taipei's scriptures department cannot complete it, you can try the mainland's national strength. Do you still remember the last time the Kenyan airport was in the fire? I reported it when I went on TV. Don't say you don't know." The young man said.

"I know, I've watched it, TVBS News reported, and posted a selfie asking for help on FB."

"I also personally boarded Facebook and left them a message. I hope they will hold on for a few days and believe that the government will airdrop bread for them."

"You bastard, you don't have any sympathy. They have been sleeping at the airport for five days, and the Kenyan airport has stopped serving food. You don't care and you're airdropped."

"I also know about this and left a message on Facebook. Don't argue, you bastards, what does Ah Ming say." The person who said this was Chen Dakai lying on the bed. The wounded spoke, and everyone stopped to make noise.

"I have no personal experience, I just read the reports and the news myself. If you don't believe it, I can't do anything." Ahming said with his hands spreading out.

"Talk it quickly, bastard, it's still awesome."

"At that time, it was reported that more than 200 people were stranded in mainland China, and 23 people were stranded in Taiwan. Finally, the mainland embassy came out to take care of food and accommodation, and sent everyone away in three days. The more than 20 people in Taiwan were not paid attention to it. The video of the call for help you saw was already the fifth day they were stranded, and finally the FB was sent for help." Ah Ming said.

"Why didn't the mainland save our people together at that time? Didn't they all say they were compatriots? Why didn't they take action at that time?" someone asked in confusion.

"The Bible Department, I heard that the mainland sent people to contact the Bible Department. The people in the Bible Department said that they could handle it. Of course, these situations are rumor and cannot be reported on TV." Ah Ming said.

"What then?" everyone asked.

"Then, the mainland sent a plane and took the people away. Taiwan also wanted to send a plane, but Kenya said that most of the airports were damaged due to the fire, and only part of the airport could be driven at that time. The airport was too stressed and could not provide a flight to Taiwan for the time being, and then it was stuck there." Ah Ming shrugged after saying that.

"Oh." Everyone sighed.

Mu Yang and Zhang Chuanshan returned to the rescue room, and they sat on the bench. Mu Yang asked, "Mr. Zhang, if there is something wrong with those Taiwanese people, will they not dare to speak out because they are afraid of Taiwan's criticism?"

Zhang Chuanshan smiled and said, "That won't be. Now there are many normal exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait. It may be related to the government and I will pay great attention to it, but the people do not have so many concerns. It is not the period of Taiwan's Military Control Commission."

Mu Yang nodded.

After waiting for more than half an hour, with a ding dong, the lights in the rescue room went out, and a bed was pushed out soon. Everyone hurried forward to check it out. It was Min Huizhong.

"Doctor, how are our international students?" Zhang Chuanshan asked.

"The operation is very successful. The anesthetics have not yet passed. She can wake up in two hours. However, she was unable to speak two days ago because she was injured in her lungs. These will be taken care of by a nurse." The doctor wanted to leave after saying that.

Mu Yang stopped him and asked quickly: "Doctor, another Chinese student is also undergoing surgery inside. Do you know her condition? She has been sent in for four hours."

The doctor was wearing a mask and could not see the expression on his face, but his brows were obviously frowned, and then he said, "I think I'm about to come out." After that, he ignored everyone and left straight.

"Hey, I don't know for so long." An international student closed his mouth before he finished speaking.

"Don't say unlucky words, Ding Ling will definitely be fine." A girl said.

"Yes, it must be fine."

But a few minutes later, a hospital bed was pushed out, with a white sheet on it, and everyone standing outside the rescue room was stunned.

Could it be?

No way.

She is still so young.

Her parents are still waiting for her to go home in China.

The doctor who came out with him took off his mask, his face full of sadness, and said softly.

"I'm very sorry, we have tried our best, but the patient's head was attacked by explosives, causing large-scale intracranial hemorrhage. We used all the methods, but the patient still couldn't get through it. I felt very sad."

Several girls cried out suddenly, and the male international student couldn't help but shed tears. The sound attracted the patients around them to see them. Most of these people were victims of this explosion attack. Now they learned that one of the injured had passed away unfortunately, and they all felt the same.

"Who of you signs this report and we'll send her to the cold room," the doctor said.

Zhang Chuanshan looked at the international students who had already cried, took the report and looked at it, and then signed his name.

"Let's take Ding Ling to the cold room."

The nurse pushed the cart in front, Zhang Chuanshan, Muyang, Zhao Sen and several international students followed behind, and several female classmates were all supported to keep up with the bed cart.

After looking at Ding Ling for the last time, such a beautiful woman withered in this explosion attack in Miami. She was so innocent and how sad her relatives would be.

After Zhang Chuanshan left the cold room, he quickly informed Consul General Cui Mingxue of this situation. He had previously reported the situation here. Now that Ding Ling's death is a major event, follow-up work must be arranged.

Cui Mingxue immediately contacted Ambassador Yang, and finally instructed that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would notify Ding Ling's parents in China and arrange for them to come to the United States as soon as possible to deal with Ding Ling's body. The Houston Consulate General was responsible for handling the matter throughout the process, and also notify Min Huizhong's parents of this situation.

Ambassador Yang then contacted the United States, hoping that the United States would continue to provide convenience for the families of Chinese students who were killed and injured to come to the United States to deal with the aftermath. Ambassador Yang also hoped that the United States would find out the truth of the bombing as soon as possible, inform China in a timely manner, and bring the criminals to justice.
Chapter completed!