Xie Wanying's heart ached, and she recalled the exact same feeling she had when she wanted to save her grandfather. She was so desperate that she could only kneel down to the doctor.
"Doctor, save my mother and my sister." The boy stretched out his hands and grabbed her clothes, speaking in a hoarse voice, and the blood running down his face could no longer be distinguished.
Fan Yunyun stood behind Xie Wanying and watched this scene, completely at a loss.
"Come on, come on, don't kneel." said Qiu Ruiyun who ran out of the car.
Xie Wanying froze for a moment, then came to her senses and together with Senior Qiu pulled the child up from the ground.
"It's okay, don't cry. Tell me, where is the patient?" Xie Wanying asked, wiping the water drops off the boy's face.
Next to them, the car window opened, and Jiang Mingzhu, who was wearing glasses, shone a flashlight on the boy and was shocked: "Where did the blood come from?"
Looking closely, there was a pool of blood on the boy's clothes.
"Has there been a car accident?" The doctors leaned over the car window one by one to ask about the situation.
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I hope the children were not hit by the minibus they were riding in.
The driver rushed out of the driver's seat and asked the child: "You chased my car by yourself. Didn't your parents teach you? Is it okay to chase others? If I braked, you could easily hit the back of my car."
Listening to a group of adults shouting, the boy's face suddenly looked a little confused.
"Take him to the car first." Zhu Huicang shouted to the people below.
It is raining, and people cannot stand outside the car in the rain. Even if they are not injured or hurt, they will get sick from the rain.
Yes, a group of people returned to the car.
The young man was pulled into a minibus by two doctors. Perhaps due to the temperature difference, his body was shaking.
Xie Wanying grabbed a dry towel and wiped the water off the boy's hair. Qiu Ruiyun found a piece of clothing for the boy to change into to prevent him from catching a cold.
The doctors could now see clearly the bloody clothes taken off the boy.
"It's not his blood." said Chang Jiawei.
"It definitely wasn't his own bleeding, otherwise he would have died long ago." Zhu Huicang was a little disgusted with the nonsense he was talking about.
"It was someone else's blood that got on his clothes."
After hearing this, the boy came to his senses and said, "My mother was hit by a tractor while holding my sister."
It was definitely a car accident. The doctors all wanted to cover their heads.
"Did you call an ambulance?" Jiang Mingzhu asked.
"Can his family have a telephone?" Zhu Huicang turned around and contradicted her.
Just look at the child's clothes, a pair of old slippers, and his clothes and pants are not good at all. His family must not be able to afford a mobile phone. The broken bicycle must have been picked up from somewhere and repaired by himself.
Besides, the only telephone in the countryside is in the village committee office. If you really call an ambulance, it will take a long time for the ambulance to arrive from the town health center or county hospital. If the patient is seriously injured, they may not be able to wait.
This kid was very smart. When he found out that the National Association’s car was coming, he immediately chased after the doctor first.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Mingzhu asked everyone anxiously, holding her glasses.
The other people's hands were just about to point to the leader. It was not up to them to decide whether to go back to save people, but up to the leader.
"Is it far?" Nie Jiamin asked the child in a steady voice.
The boy quickly said to the doctor, "It's not far, not far. You can get there as soon as you drive over there."
"Where is the injured person now?" The teacher was not able to speak Mandarin, so Xie Wanying asked more detailed questions on his behalf.
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