There are almost no intact patches of skin on his body.
Every short distance, there's a wound that looks like an ugly centipede.
Dr. Liu finished stitching it up; it was already dawn.
Older people can't withstand too much stress.
Even the young boy couldn't withstand such insistence, and when Su Tong arrived, the task of taking care of Su Jiaoniang fell to Su Tong.
Su Tong dragged his creaking wheelchair.
Looking at Su Jiaoniang on the bed, her face was pale and bloodless, and even her heartbeat was very weak.
He bit his lip tightly.
The taste of blood filled my mouth.
He knew he was afraid of L.
In this world, the person lying in front of him is the one he cares about most.
He pursed his lips and glanced outside. Doctor Liu had been working hard all night, and the young apprentice had also gone to rest. His medical skills were only basic, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle the situation.
If only I had the learning ability of a Buddha.
Buddha!
Should we call the Buddha over?
A struggle flashed in Su Tong's eyes.
The headmaster probably didn't want the children to see him like this!
but……
He knew better than anyone that the pagoda wasn't that fragile.
Not knowing how the dean was injured or how to handle the aftermath, Su Tong realized that he was truly, truly useless.
She bit her lip and walked outside.
The small wheelchair creaked and groaned as it finally arrived at the Su family's house.
Outside the courtyard, Futu squatted on the ground, his eyes filled with confusion.
He looked towards the village entrance.
Until I heard the sound of the wheelchair.
"How did you get here?" Futu asked.
His voice was tired and hoarse; the childlike innocence he should have had turned into the hoarseness of a little duck after a night without rest.
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