Fu Hongxing pushed through the crowd and strode inside, where he saw Fu Xiuye with disheveled hair, holding a bloodstained wooden stick and waving it at Old Lady Zhang.
With his other hand, he was dragging Xiao Feng, whose head was covered in blood.
The village chief and village officials stepped forward to try to stop her, but they were too frightened to approach because of the imposing wooden stick that Fu Xiuye was wielding.
The main concern is that Xiao Feng is in Fu Xiuye's hands. They are afraid that if Fu Xiuye were to hit Xiao Feng again, she might lose her life.
"Fu Xiuye...!?"
Upon seeing this scene, Fu Hongxing's eyes immediately turned red.
Seeing Xiao Feng, who was originally shy and resilient, now leaning to one side, being pulled by Fu Xiuye's arm, she looked like a tattered sack being carried there.
Upon hearing this shout, Fu Xiuye, whose face was full of resentment and who was raising the wooden stick to strike the old woman on the head, froze.
In that split second, Fu Hongxing stepped forward and kicked the wooden stick out of Fu Xiuye's hand, then snatched Xiao Feng from her grasp.
"Xiao Feng, wake up, it's your uncle!"
Xiao Feng tilted her head, and upon hearing that familiar voice, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound.
When the village officials saw that Xiaofeng had been snatched away, they immediately lost all restraint and rushed forward, grabbing Fu Xiuye, who had nothing in her hands.
"Let me go... let me go... I'm going to kill this old hag, I'm going to kill her!"
The village chief, clutching his chest as if he were about to have a heart attack, saw everyone holding Fu Xiuye down and then stepped forward, squatting down next to Fu Hongxing, asking with some concern, "This...this won't be a problem, will it?"
"Get him to the hospital quickly! Anyone want to help me hold the baby?"
Seeing Xiao Feng remain silent, Fu Hongxing took out a clean handkerchief that Ning Jing had prepared for him but had never used before, and covered the wound on Xiao Feng's forehead. Fu Hongxing's hand trembled slightly.
"Yes, yes, come and lend a hand, drive the oxcart over, and take them to the hospital."
The village chief nodded and called out to the people.
"No need, I have a bicycle. I'll ride it, and someone can carry Xiaofeng."
Fu Hongxing refused the village chief's suggestion to drive the oxcart. Upon hearing this, a young man immediately stepped forward and took Xiao Feng from Fu Hongxing's hands.
"Uncle, let me carry you!"
The village chief originally wanted to carry him, but considering the long journey to the hospital, he wasn't sure if he had the strength.
Seeing the young man say that, he quickly nodded in agreement.
Fu Hongxing didn't even glance at Fu Xiuye, who was being held down, before rushing out of the courtyard.
He grabbed the bicycle, switched positions, and waited for someone to get on the back seat. Then, with a powerful push of his foot, he shot off like an arrow.
Along the way, Fu Hongxing rode with his head down, making the bicycle feel like a race car.
He didn't go to the town, but sped directly towards the county seat.
When we arrived at the entrance of the county hospital, we stopped. The young man behind me felt like his arms didn't even belong to me.
As soon as Fu Hongxing got off the bicycle, he waited for the young man to get off and sit down, then immediately let go of the handlebars, turned around, hugged Xiao Feng in his arms, and strode into the hospital.
"Doctor...Doctor...Help!"
Upon seeing Fu Hongxing rush in anxiously with a child in her arms, the nurses and doctors who heard her cries rushed forward and asked Fu Hongxing to place the child on the hospital bed to examine her.
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