Ren Jingxiao ran all the way and brought the two girls to the town health center.
"Doctor, come quickly and see the two children." Ren Jingxiao didn't care about the sweat on his forehead and grabbed the doctor and refused to let go.
"This..." The doctor hurriedly took the child and looked at the child with weak breathing, and rushed him in for emergency treatment.
Ren Jingxiao was afraid that something might happen to the child, and it would be too late to go to the county hospital, so he had no choice but to send the child to the town health center.
"The child has too many injuries. We can only give you some medicine to take you home and take care of yourself. The child is too young. Whether she can survive in the future depends on herself."
The trauma doctors handled it. There were too many girls throwing things away, and they had seen girls coming to the hospital with injuries like this before.
The two children are too thin, and it is obvious that they are born with congenital deficiencies. If they were taken care of well, they might be able to grow up safely. It is hard to say whether they will grow up safely after being beaten like this.
The medical conditions here are limited. There is no medical equipment in the commune. There is only a stethoscope, which can tell that the child's heartbeat is very weak.
"Prescribe the medicine first." Ren Jingxiao couldn't describe the feeling. He watched these two girls being born, and he also snatched them back from those evil people.
This time, because they suffered an unexpected disaster, he didn't know how to face Ma Desheng's family.
He saved their lives, and this time they returned the favor.
As Ren Jingxiao was leaving the clinic with the medicine, he saw Ma Desheng coming over. He was pale and weak all over, but his eyes were fixed on Ren Jingxiao.
"They..." Ren Jingxiao looked at Ma Desheng and wanted to say something to comfort him, but the hospital refused to admit the two children, so he really couldn't say anything nice.
Ma Desheng's face turned pale in an instant. He wanted to cry but couldn't.
"Give it to me." Ma Desheng took the child from Ren Jingxiao's arms.
The two girls were several months old, but they were still like cats. Ma Desheng could not feel their weight even when he held one in his arms.
"Be good, Dad will take you home." Ma Desheng wanted to leave but he couldn't take a step. He hadn't had a sip of water for two days and had been beaten and kicked by those people. He had reached his limit now.
"I'll come. I'll take you home." Ren Jingxiao's eyes were red. He grabbed the person and took the child.
"Comrade Public Security, please give us a ride." Ren Jingxiao looked at the public security officers who came with him. He was afraid that Ma Desheng would not be able to make it to the county town.
Several people nodded. They were also going back to the county town. The Ni family members were now in the commune public security department, and they would come for interrogation tomorrow.
Ren Jingxiao didn't know how he got home. They were all silent along the way. He kept staring at the two children, watching the slight rise and fall of their chests, afraid that they would stop at any moment.
He had never felt so miserable before, not even when he was thrown into the mountains as a child.
He prayed that the two children were safe and he hoped that they could live on with strength.
When Ren Jingxiao returned home with the child in his arms, Ningxia, Aunt Lu, and Yan Zi were standing at the door.
The Zhu family, Aunt Jiang, and some neighbors who heard the news were all waiting at the door.
Meeting their expectant eyes, Ren Jingxiao didn't dare to look directly at them. Yan Zi couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
The only belief she held on to collapsed, and her world fell apart.
"Hurry, help the person into the house first." No one knew who started crying first, and several people helped Yan Zi while crying.
Ma Desheng couldn't hold on any longer. He finally reached home, and the breath he had been holding in his heart was released. He took one look at the child and fell down.
Ningxia clenched her fists. She didn't know how to face this. She wanted to cry, but among all these people, her family was the least ashamed to cry.
"Help the man in." Ren Jingxiao was holding the child in his arms and couldn't help Ma Desheng. Several neighbors around helped carry Ma Desheng and Yan Zi into Ningxia's house.
"How are the two children?" Ningxia struggled for a long time and asked with difficulty.
"I prescribed the medicine, but the hospital confiscated it." Ren Jingxiao looked at Ningxia, and everyone present understood what he said.
Everyone couldn't control themselves anymore and started crying. The hospital refused to admit him, so wasn't that just letting him die?
"What did the doctor say? What's wrong with the child?" Ningxia looked at the child in Ren Jingxiao's arms and didn't even have the strength to cry.
"He was covered in wounds. The doctor treated him and said he was born with a deficiency. The external injuries could be treated, but he didn't know what was wrong with him internally. He told me to bring him back to be nursed back to health."
Ren Jingxiao did not hide anything and expressed every word the doctor said.
Ningxia carried the children into the house. As long as they were still breathing, she would not give up. She couldn't imagine what the two children had experienced.
If it happened to her two children, she would be in so much pain that she would want to die. She owed it to them.
Ningxia made milk powder for the child, looked at the injuries on the child's body, took out some anti-inflammatory medicine from the space and fed it to the child.
The two girls didn't even have the strength to drink milk, so Ningxia could only feed them slowly, one spoonful at a time.
Seeing how hard they were struggling, she wiped her tears while carefully prying their mouths open.
She didn't dare to rip the child's clothes off. The thin arms that were exposed were covered with bruises and purples. She knew without even looking that there was no good place on his body.
Ningxia took care of the two children, and several neighbors waited outside until it was completely dark, and then they went home.
Everyone was silent and didn't know what to say. Yan Zi and Ma Desheng were still sleeping.
Ren Jingxiao fed Ma Desheng some water, and Aunt Lu took care of Yan Zi on the side.
The two little ones at home seemed to know what had happened. They didn't cry or make a fuss, and only groaned when they were really hungry.
In the middle of the night, the two girls developed a fever, and Ningxia took out some antipyretic medicine from the space and fed it to them.
She prayed silently in her heart, and remembered that Uncle Hu gave her a pair of locks, saying that they were once worshipped in the temple.
She found it from the space and put it on her two children. After she traveled through time, she believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world.
She is not a Buddhist, but now she has faith in her heart. She is willing to be a believer and only hopes that they will be safe. These two girls cannot just die like this. She cannot accept it.
Ningxia didn't sleep all night, and Ren Jingxiao stayed with her silently. They were afraid that the two girls would stop breathing at any time, and every minute and every second was unbearable.
"My child." At dawn, Yan Zi, who was sleeping next door, staggered out. She felt as if she had had a dream.
Her children must still be alive. They will definitely not leave her. They will smile at her, grow up, and call her mother.
She would give them everything, she must have had a nightmare.
Ningxia heard the noise next door and hurried out. She was so happy and sad that she was really worried that Yan Zi couldn't hold on.
"Ningxia, where is my child?" Yan Zi leaned against the wall and looked at Ningxia with anticipation in her eyes.
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