Han Yao still couldn't hold on, Yang Guozhong's family disappeared into the courtyard, she couldn't support it anymore, and fell directly into Fu Shaoli's arms.

"Girl!**!"

Even a man who usually doesn't say a word of swearing, now in this situation, he is still forced to swear, and he re-enters the Westinghouse with Han Yao in his arms.

After a while, he came out with a bag in his hand, carried her to the bathroom in the back, and called her when he passed Chai Kemu.

Although Fu Shaoli can do the bathing and changing clothes by herself, but now she is not outside after all, she still calls Chai Kemu to help her wipe her body.

A quarter of an hour later, Chai Kemu opened the door of the bathroom, helped Han Yao and asked Fu Shaoli to help Han Yao change the dressing for his wound, and the wound on his arm became more and more serious.

There was no way, Fu Shaoli could only invite the barefoot doctor to the Westinghouse again, looking at Han Yao's wound, this time the barefoot doctor finally opened his mouth and asked a room of people about her doubts after the second stitching,

"How did the injuries on her body come from?"

There was no one in the room who spoke, Chai Kemu hung her head, she just helped Han Yao change her clothes, she saw everything,

Large and small wounds, light and heavy, can basically be regarded as scaly wounds all over the body, except for the wounds on the arms and the back of the head, the most shocking,

It was still the big bruise behind her, purple-black, purple-black, and when she saw it, she almost couldn't hold back her crying.

After turning around, seeing that no one answered, the barefoot doctor directly turned his gaze to Fu Shaoli, who was standing closest to the bedside,

"Can you tell me?"

Fu Shaoli nodded, there is actually nothing that can't be said,

"On the front line, the city floods, flood relief, in order to save people and injuries. ”

Very gentle tone, injuries, especially saving injuries, are very common in the army, and it is not the first time that Han Yao has been injured, but the severity is different.

The barefoot doctor nodded, thought for a long time and then spoke,

"The child's condition is not very good, if it continues like this, her head injury will be very serious, and there will be sequelae in serious cases, so it is best to send her to the hospital. ”

Fu Shaoli held Han Yao's hand and was silent for a moment, and the barefoot doctor saw that he was not moving, and spoke again,

"We all know her filial piety, but the deceased has passed away, and no matter how much nostalgia there is, it is useless to send her to the hospital as soon as possible. ”

This time, Fu Shaoli finally moved, he looked up at the kind barefoot doctor,

"I know that Han Yao is not willing to go to the hospital, and I will try to persuade her. ”

The barefoot doctor finally left, and Fu Shaoli was still sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Han Yao's hand and being silent.

Han Yao was actually awake all the time, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

Listening to the conversation between Fu Shaoli and the barefoot doctor, Han Yao closed her eyes and waited for Fu Shaoli to persuade her to go to the hospital.

But I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for him to speak.

She tried to open her eyes to see his eyes, but after trying hard for a long time, she couldn't open her eyes, but made herself more and more tired.

In the end, I simply fell asleep.

At more than eleven o'clock, a military jeep stopped at the gate of the small courtyard, and the guards were the first to get out of the car.

Han Lingxiao, who was dressed in regular clothes, got out of the car and looked at the small courtyard in front of him, Han Lingxiao still felt a little emotional.

Although he was not worried about his sister's situation, Han Jin still waited at the door of the mourning hall.

So now as soon as Han Lingxiao got out of the car, he greeted him.