Wang Zheng recognized the girl's identity when he saw Li Hao, who was still unconscious on the stretcher.
He hadn't expected that Young Master Li would still be in Baoshan after so many days, and that he would be trapped in the city today due to a sudden beast plague.
As for his younger sister, Wang Zheng remembered her. She had strong elemental adaptability and had only awakened this year. Her talent was an unknown new ability, but she had no offensive power and was basically the same as an ordinary person at this time.
Seeing that she was all alone, Wang Zheng naturally guessed what had happened to her.
It is truly remarkable that a little girl, dragging her brother along, managed to escape to this place alone amidst such a disaster.
However, he had no knowledge of how to comfort a girl who was suffering, nor was he interested in it.
He's better at making girls cry than comforting them.
...
After asking the question, Wang Zheng ignored Li Mengyao and instead looked down at Li Hao, who had fallen to the ground.
The bustling refugee army around them did not stop advancing because of a little girl sitting on the ground crying.
However, most of the unsuspecting survivors couldn't help but take a second look at this group of one old man and three young men, one crying and two injured, when they passed by.
Some kind-hearted people, feeling sorry for him, offered to help, but Wang Zheng thanked them and declined.
He was currently examining Li Hao's injuries on the ground.
Seeing that the opponent only had a dozen or so points of stamina left, Wang Zheng tried casting a few Holy Light spells.
However, the holy light, which should have restored more than 100 points of stamina, had virtually no effect on Li Hao when it shone upon him.
The amount of treatment he received was only in the single digits, which shows that Li Hao's injuries were basically lifeless.
Wang Zheng looked at the other man's completely collapsed chest, then pried open his eyelids to examine his unfocused pupils.
At this moment, Li Hao's eyes were severely bloodshot, and all he could see was a scarlet red, with even black blood oozing from the corners of his eyes.
Wang Zheng knew that his condition was caused by internal bleeding from external injuries, and that if he had received timely treatment earlier, he might have been able to save his life.
Unfortunately, it seems there's basically no hope now.
The damage had dragged on for too long, and his internal organs had essentially lost all their basic functions.
If it weren't for a small wisp of spiritual energy protecting his heart and keeping it barely beating, barely keeping him alive, he probably would have died long ago.
Li Mengyao, who had already cried herself to sleep, felt a little embarrassed when she saw Wang Zheng carrying an old man on his back and examining her second brother's injuries.
He became nervous when he saw that Wang Zheng had stopped after casting only a few holy light spells.
Before she could even open her mouth to explain the situation, she saw a long alloy knife gleaming with a cold light suddenly appear in Wang Zheng's hand, which he plunged fiercely into Li Hao's already most severely injured chest cavity.
Without giving her a chance to react, Wang Zheng showed no mercy, suddenly pulling out the Miao sword and then began to unleash holy light spells on Li Hao.
As a spurt of blood shot out from Li Hao's wound, the face of the Second Young Master Li, which had been ashen and bloodless, gradually improved, and then he even started coughing violently.
Seeing that her brother was getting better, Li Mengyao knew perfectly well that Wang Zheng was saving someone.
However, he had neither healing skills nor medical knowledge, so he could only stand by and worry.
Li Hao coughed violently, but Wang Zheng's Holy Light spell didn't stop. In the end, Li Hao even vomited up fragments of his own internal organs before finally opening his bloodshot eyes.
It was as if a layer of blood-red silk was covering his eyes. After struggling to make out his features for a long time, he finally recognized Wang Zheng and his sister's faces.
He then moved his lips with difficulty, as if trying to say something.
Wang Zheng wanted to take two steps back to give the brother and sister some final space, but unexpectedly, Li Hao grabbed his trouser leg.
Finally, the young master of the Li Group, the capable second young master Li, spoke in a voice barely audible:
"Wang...Zheng, help send...Meng...back...to...Lincheng, I'll...give...a reward..."
Wang Zheng roughly understood what the Second Young Master Li meant: he wanted him to escort Li Mengyao back to Lincheng, and the things in his backpack would serve as payment.
Having known each other for a while, this small favor wouldn't be out of the question, especially since Lin Cheng was on his way back.
Seeing Wang Zheng nod, he finally let go of his hand.
Seemingly sensing that his days were numbered, he didn't have time to exchange pleasantries with Wang Zheng. Instead, he grabbed his younger sister and began whispering something in Li Mengyao's ear.
As he spoke, the hand he was holding onto his sister's fell limply to the side...
Half a day passed, and Li Mengyao, who was kneeling on the ground with her body bowed, still did not get up.
Her voice was completely hoarse from crying; she could no longer make a sound and could only lie on the ground, trembling and sobbing silently.
The little girl, who had lived her whole life under the protection of her parents and relatives and lived a carefree life, seems to have suddenly grown up.
This unexpected disaster made her realize that the world was not as beautiful as she had imagined.
The hardships of life, the wickedness of human nature, the fragility of life...
It also made her realize that without sufficient strength, no one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come unexpectedly when you least expect it!
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