Chapter 285 Entering the Provincial Capital

"Mr. Han!" The driver hurriedly got out of the car, carefully pulled the young man in leather jacket off the windshield, and asked someone to help him stop the bleeding and bandage him.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man in leather jacket with a serious expression, "Why are you here?"

"Uncle, you're not...hiss...be gentle!" The young man in leather glared at the man applying the medicine, then looked at the middle-aged man, "Aren't you going to deliver supplies to the relief camp? I wanted to go take a look too, so I came here early."

"Who knew we'd run into a female thief who was trying to rob us? I chased her with a few of them, but she was armed and she injured a few of us."

Yang Qing was carrying a mountain bike down from the truck when he heard the young man in the leather jacket say this and immediately got angry. "You're talking nonsense!"

The young man in leather jacket sneered, "Second Uncle, look, this woman is full of foul language, she is not a good person at all."

Yang Qing threw the motorcycle to the ground and rushed over to kick the young man in leather jacket. The people nearby quickly blocked her way. The middle-aged man's face was gloomy. "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Yang Qing snorted, "You are his elder? How could you not know his character? He is simply confusing right and wrong."

"Look at those injured people in the back. They were beaten with baseball bats because they were in his way!"

"I was walking alone on the road this morning when a few of them chased me and started teasing me. I ignored them, so he kicked me into the mud while I was carrying my motorcycle. Look, half of my body is covered in mud. He kicked me there."

"I didn't want to cause trouble, so I tried to avoid them. They chased me and hit me on the head with a baseball bat. I had no choice but to fight back. His motorcycle fell over, and that's how I got the head injury."

The middle-aged man looked at his nephew, and sure enough, he still had an old wound on his head, not from a recent fall.

"They caught up with us again in the afternoon. There were so many people on the road, but they didn't care at all. They just beat anyone who blocked their way with baseball bats. You can go and ask how many people were injured." Yang Qing looked angry.

Someone who was injured just now came forward and said, "She's right, it was this boy who injured us. Look at my legs..."

"And my head, they don't treat us as human beings at all!"

"You're a leader, right? Why don't you take care of him? You let your juniors bully us refugees like this. Is this how you lead?"

"You should give us an explanation!"

More and more people gathered around, showing their injuries and accusing them of taking human life lightly.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale. He knew his nephew's character. He had been spoiled since childhood. Later, his father died. He felt sorry for his nephew because he had no father, so he turned a blind eye to everything he did. He didn't expect that his nephew would develop such a rude character.

The middle-aged man slapped the leather-jacketed young man in the face, knocking him unconscious. "You hit me? What gives you the right to hit me?"

"Why can't I hit you? I'm your second uncle. Your father is gone, so I'll teach you a lesson on his behalf so that you don't learn what respect is."

The young man in leather jacket was furious. "Respect what the hell? A bunch of good-for-nothing refugees, what use are they? If they die, we'll save food and reduce the burden!"

This caused the crowd to become furious, and more people gathered around, "What are you talking about?"

"You devil, bastard!"

Someone picked up stones and mud from the ground and threw them at them.

Yang Qing quickly moved aside to avoid being implicated.

"You!" The middle-aged man was also angry and slapped him again, "Apologize, apologize to them!"

The young man in leather jacket stiffened his neck and said, "I did nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?"

The middle-aged man was really angry. "Well, you still don't know you're wrong, right? I'm going to kill you today to prevent you from causing harm to others!"

After saying that, he pretended to take out a gun and pointed it at the young man in leather jacket. The people next to him hurriedly pulled him back, "Leader, don't be angry, don't be angry. He's still a child. He doesn't know how to behave. We can teach him slowly."

Yang Qing sneered, "Are they still children at this age? They are like this because they have been spoiled by these people."

This middle-aged man seemed strict with the child, but he didn't know his nephew's character? Would he have become like this without their usual doting?

Yang Qing didn't want to watch their acting anymore, so she picked up her motorcycle and left. She didn't have time to get entangled with them here.

What's the point of getting an apology? It's not sincere.

The middle-aged man was about to say that he wanted to apologize to Yang Qing when he saw her riding away on her motorcycle, and frowned.

He said to the other injured people: "Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you. Those who are injured, come here first to treat your wounds, and I will also give you food. Come over..."

Everyone praised his approach, saying that he was different from other officials and that they had wronged him just now.

The young man in leather jacket had a look of scorn on his face, and looked at Yang Qing's receding back with eyes full of hatred.

Yang Qing continued to drive the motorcycle forward. The road ahead was much clearer. It might be because the leader who had just come to deliver relief supplies had cleared the way.

However, due to the drought in the past two years, almost all the trees on the mountain died, and soil erosion was serious. Some new places that did not collapse yesterday have collapsed, so some time was still wasted.

There were also many refugees along the way, and Yang Qing did not find a chance to enter the space. At night, he had to stop by the roadside, build a fire and take out something to eat.

When someone came over to chat with him, Yang Qing would draw his long sword and scare the person away.

In the second half of the night, people on the road gradually stopped to rest. Yang Qing then rode his motorcycle to a deserted place and entered the space.

I looked at Leng Yi. His condition was still very bad. The data on the instrument kept decreasing and his heartbeat was getting slower and slower.

Yang Qing was extremely anxious and had no time to rest. He left the space overnight and rode his motorcycle to the provincial capital.

We finally arrived in Fucheng at noon the next day.

When he was about to enter the city, he took out a van from the space, asked about the location of the Provincial People's Hospital, and then drove directly to the hospital.

When you arrive, pretend to carry the person out of the car, but actually you are carrying the person out of space.

But when she arrived at the hospital, she found that it was overcrowded and the doctors and nurses were busy like tops. She called for a long time but no one paid any attention to her.

Yang Qing was anxious and rushed into the emergency room holding Leng Yi, "Doctor, doctor, please save him!"

"Put it aside for now. Can't you see we are busy?" a doctor said impatiently.

Yang Qing grabbed him and said, "My condition is more critical. Please save him!"

The doctor glanced at Leng Yi and waved her hand away, "Who here isn't in danger? You've already bandaged it, don't mess with me!"

Yang Qing looked around, not knowing what had happened. There were so many injured people that the doctors were overwhelmed.

What should I do? Yang Qing felt his vision darken. Is it useless even if I get here?