"Political Commissar, how are the detachment commander, Brother Liu, and our injured brothers doing?" The firefighter named Haizi looked at Gao Hu with concern.
"Don't worry," Gao Hu replied. "I've already asked. The detachment commander and the others are all fine. They just need to recuperate for a while to fully recover. It's Old Liu's situation that's more troublesome. Because he was too close to the fire, he's not only severely dehydrated, but also suffered fairly serious burns. He's only just passed the critical period, and we'll need further examinations to see how things go. However, the doctor said there's a strong possibility he won't be able to continue working as a firefighter."
Hearing Gao Hu's words, the other firefighters in the truck fell into a gloomy mood, especially Haizi and the few firefighters who had gone in with him to rescue Old Liu. They knew the situation best. At the time, Old Liu had wedged the water hose firmly against his chest, pressing his back directly against a streetlamp post to keep the immense water pressure from pushing him backward. But because the post was too close to the fire, the entire metal column had been baked blazing hot by the inferno. Old Liu's back had been pressed tightly against that scorching hot post the entire time, resulting in severe burns.
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