Han Yao still couldn't hold on. Yang Guozhong's family disappeared into the courtyard, and she could no longer hold on and fell directly into Fu Shaoli's arms.

"Girl!!"

Even the man who usually doesn't say a swear word, now under this situation, he is forced to say swear words and hugs Han Yao and goes back into the west room.

After a while, he came out with a bag in his hand and carried her to the bathroom behind. When he passed by Chai Kemu, he called her.

Although Fu Shaoli can do the work of taking a shower and changing clothes by herself, but now she is not outside, so she still calls Chai Kemu to help her wipe her body.

A quarter of an hour later, Chai Kemu opened the bathroom door and helped Han Yao to help Han Yao change the medicine. The wound on his arm became more and more serious.

There was no choice but to invite the barefoot doctor to the west room again. Looking at Han Yao's wound, this time, after the second suture, the barefoot doctor finally spoke to the people all over the room to ask her doubts.

"How did the injuries on her body come from?"

There was no one in the room who spoke. Chai Kemu lowered his head and just helped Han Yao change his clothes. She saw everything.

The wounds of all sizes, light and heavy, can basically be considered to be covered in bruises. Apart from the wounds on the arms and back of the head, the most shocking ones,

It was still the large piece of blue and purple, purple and black behind her. When she saw it, she almost couldn't help crying.

After walking around, seeing no one answered, the barefoot doctor turned his attention to Fu Shaoli, who was standing closest to the bed.

"Can you tell me?"

Fu Shaoli nodded, there is nothing that cannot be said.

"In front line, when floods are in the city, when fighting and rescuing floods, they are injured in order to save people."

A very gentle tone, injured, especially when saving people, is very common in the army. It is not the first time Han Yao was injured, but the severity is different.

The barefoot doctor nodded, thought for a long time but spoke,

"This child's condition is not very good. If this continues, her head injury will be very serious. In severe cases, it will leave sequelae. It's best to send her to the hospital."

Fu Shaoli held Han Yao's hand and was silent for a moment. When the barefoot doctor saw that he was not moving, he spoke again.

"We all know her filial piety, but the old friend has passed away. No matter how much he misses her, it's useless. It's better to send her to the hospital as soon as possible."

This time, Fu Shaoli finally moved. He looked up at the kind-hearted barefoot doctor.

"I know, Han Yao doesn't want to go to the hospital, I will try my best to persuade her."

The barefoot doctor finally left, and Fu Shaoli was still sitting by the bed, holding Han Yao's hand and silent.

Han Yao was actually awake all the time, but he just didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

Listening to the conversation between Fu Shaoli and the barefoot doctor, Han Yao closed his eyes and waited for Fu Shaoli to come and persuade her to go to the hospital.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for him to speak.

She tried hard to open her eyes and wanted to look at his eyes, but after working hard for a long time, she could not open her eyes. Instead, she became more and more tired.

Finally, I fell asleep.

At around 11 o'clock, a military jeep stopped at the gate of the courtyard. The guards got off the car first. The person in the back seat of the car got off without waiting for him to open the door.

Han Lingxiao, dressed in regular clothes, got out of the car and looked at the small yard in front of him, Han Lingxiao was still feeling a little moved.

Although he was worried about his sister's situation, Han Jin still waited at the door of the mourning hall.

So now Han Lingxiao got off the car and he went up to meet him.
Chapter completed!