Xie Wanying's heart paled, remembering the exact same mood 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, saying in a hoarse voice. He couldn't tell what the liquid was flowing down his face now.
Fan Yunyun stood behind Xie Wanying and watched this scene, completely at a loss.
"Come on, come on, don't kneel down." Qiu Ruiyun said as he ran out of the car.
Xie Wanying froze, her reflexes came back, and she and Senior Qiu first pulled the child up from the ground.
"It's okay, don't cry, tell me, where is the patient?" Xie Wanying asked, wiping the boy's water drops with her hand.
Beside them, the car window was opened. Jiang Mingzhu, who was wearing glasses, shone a flashlight on the young man and was startled: "Where did the blood come from on him?"
If you look carefully, you can see there is a pool of blood stains on the boy's clothes.
"Did there be a car accident?" The doctors leaned on the car window one by one to ask about the situation.
It’s absolutely impossible for the minibus they were riding in to injure the child.
The driver was so anxious that he rushed down from the driver's seat and asked the child: "You chased my car on your own. Didn't your parents teach you? Can a car chase me? If I brake, you can easily hit the back of my car."
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Listening to a group of adults shouting, the young man suddenly looked a little confused.
"Take him into the car first." Zhu Huicang called to the people below.
It's raining, and people can't stand outside the car in the rain. If you don't get hurt or hurt, you'll get sick from the rain.
Yes, a group of people returned to the car.
The boy was dragged to the minibus by two doctors. Perhaps it was the temperature difference that made his body tremble.
Xie Wanying grabbed a dry towel and wiped the water droplets from the boy's hair. Qiu Ruiyun found a piece of clothing for the boy to change into to prevent the boy from catching a cold.
The doctors could see clearly the bloody clothes taken off from the boy's body.
"It's not his blood." Chang Jiawei said.
"It must not have been his own blood, otherwise he would have died a long time ago." Zhu Huicang was a little disgusted by the nonsense he said.
"It was someone else's blood that got on his clothes."
After hearing this, the young man woke up and said: "My mother was hit by a tractor while holding my sister."
It was really a car accident. The doctors all wanted to cover their heads.
"Did you call an ambulance?" Jiang Mingzhu asked.
"Can he have a phone at home?" Zhu Huicang turned around and contradicted her.
Judging from the child's clothes, a pair of old slippers, his clothes and trousers are not very good at all, and his family must not be able to afford a mobile phone. The battered bicycle was probably picked up from somewhere and repaired by himself.
Moreover, the telephone number in rural areas is probably only the village committee office. If you call an ambulance, the ambulance will need to be driven from the town health center or county hospital, which will take a long time. If the patient is seriously injured, he may not be able to wait.
This kid is extremely smart. He realized that the National Association's car immediately chased the doctor first.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Mingzhu asked everyone anxiously, holding her glasses.
The other people's hands just point to the leader. It's not them who have the final say whether to go back or not to save people, it's the leader who has the final say.
"Is it far away?" Nie Jiamin asked the child in a steady voice.
The young man quickly said to the doctor: "It's not far, not far. We'll be there as soon as your car drives over."
"Where is the injured person now?" It was inconvenient for the teacher to speak Mandarin, so Xie Wanying helped the teacher to ask more about the situation.