After the dagger was wiped clean, Han Yao looked up at the two people who were still fighting not far away.

He stood up and watched Fu Shaoli knock the man down and pressed him on him, then pulled off the man's shirt and tied his hands up.

Then knocked the person out.

Fu Shaoli went to the edge of the cliff to take the rope she brought from climbing up and tied up the man in a wide variety of ways. She knew too much and involved too much, so she couldn't let him die easily.

Fu Shaoli called, and Meng Shiyou quickly brought people up, carried the bodies of the strong men away, and took the man away,

When Meng Shiyou carried Li Mingli on her back, Han Yao shouted from behind, remember to put her alone in the car and don't let her contact with that man.

This woman, Li Mingli, is really stupid, and she is enough to make people grit their teeth.

Han Yao doesn't want to say more,

Watching Meng Shiyou leave.

The small open space on the top of the mountain is almost half full of blood.

Han Yao's shoulder blades and the last two wounds on his arms were the worst, and the blood flowed out like flowing water. Han Yao didn't feel it himself.

But Fu Shaoli frowned tightly when she saw her pale face.

He had to be completely injured, because the man had not even had time to pull out the dagger in his boots, and was pressed to the ground by Fu Shaoli.

Then there was no consciousness.

Han Yao wanted to reach out to get the box, but Fu Shaoli grabbed his arm.

She turned to look at him and asked him what was wrong with him.

Fu Shaoli glanced at the box over there, walked up, carried the box in his hand, then returned it to her and squatted down in front of her.

Come up, I will carry you down the mountain.

Han Yao stared at Fu Shaoli's back for several times, and finally lay down without saying a word.

Meng Shiyou and the others drove back to the police station earlier, and Fu Shaoli's car parked at the foot of the mountain.

Han Yao insisted that he was already drowsy all the way, but when Fu Shaoli put her in the back seat, she tried to pull his clothes to death.

Let her send the things in the box to Li Fei first.

Fu Shaoli frowned and said, I'll take you to the hospital first and let Li Fei wait in the hospital.

She closed her eyes and shook her head, don't, send it to her first.

Han Yao!

I said, send it there first.

Fu Shaoli was unwilling, and Han Yao also became stubborn with him.

Finally, Fu Shaoli was defeated by her and first delivered the box to Li Fei.

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Han Yao lost too much blood and slept in the hospital for a day and a night. He woke up almost noon the next day. Grandma Meng Jinglian was accompanying her in the hospital.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the old man's concerning eyes. Han Yao's heart softened.

Facing Meng Jinglian's loving eyes, she called grandma, and Meng Jinglian put a cup containing warm water into a straw to her mouth, allowing her to take a few breaths.

I guess you are about to wake up, your grandfather went home to get the food and came soon.

After touching Han Yao's short hair, the old lady felt a little sorry for the child. In the next time, the doctor came over to check and said that he had recovered well and just needed to keep it quietly for a while.

When the old lady saw that she was not sleepy, she sat in the ward and chatted with her.

Han Zhengan came over in a short while, followed by Fu Shaoli carrying a thermal bucket.

Seeing that she looked good, she looked a little more beautiful than yesterday, I felt relieved.

Go around to the other side and open the insulation bucket, hold her up, and feed her little by little.
Chapter completed!