"Okay, okay, everything is there, everything is there." Zhao Yingrong laughed happily.
The three people were talking like this, diverting Zhao Yingrong's attention and trying to alleviate his pain. The water bandits gently moved away the rocks that were pressing on him.
As the number of stones on his body became less and less, Zhao Yingrong's brows wrinkled slightly, and the smile on his face became more forced. With a forced smile on his face, he ordered Zhao Fusheng: "Fusheng, what's that, you go , hurry up and count the people, this place is still not safe, wait for me, wait for me to get out of trouble, we still have to leave quickly."
Zhao Fusheng was a little hesitant. He didn't see Zhao Yingrong getting out of trouble with his own eyes, and he was always a little worried.
Li Changming saw that Zhao Yingrong was seriously injured and knew that he wanted to send Zhao Fusheng away on purpose, so he hurriedly responded: "Yes, Fusheng, brother's body has always been strong, this small injury is nothing, you should listen to brother, Hurry up and count the people. Brother will be out of trouble soon, so we can hurry up and get on our way."
Han Changmu also took a step forward and said calmly: "It's useless for Mr. Zhao to stay here. He might as well go do something serious."
Zhao Fusheng choked, gritted his teeth, and made arrangements one step at a time, looking back.
As soon as he saw Zhao Fusheng leaving, Zhao Yingrong's face suddenly fell and he gasped in pain.
Li Changming rushed forward, his lips trembling, his voice low, and his face full of anxiety: "Brother, brother, where are you injured?"
Zhao Yingrong had no idea where he was injured. He just felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. The slightest movement could cause pain that penetrated into the bone marrow all over his body. The pain was so painful that he almost bit the roots of his teeth.
At this time, the water bandits had moved away the rocks that were pressing on Zhao Yingrong's upper body. His chest was no longer so tight, but the waves of cold pain became more severe, sweeping through his body like a tide.
"Ahem, cough, cough." Zhao Yingrong coughed heavily for several times, and blood gurgled out from his lips that he could no longer control. He was so angry that he reluctantly raised his hand and patted Li Changming twice: "Two, Second brother, Fu Sheng, after Fu Sheng, I will leave it to you."
Li Changming cried so hard that he couldn't breathe, but he didn't dare to cry too loudly for fear of disturbing Zhao Fusheng. He barely held back his crying and said tremblingly: "Brother, I, I don't care, your son, you Live and take care of yourself."
Zhao Yingrong reluctantly chuckled: "Second brother, no, don't say angry words."
In one sentence, Li Changming burst into tears and couldn't help crying.
Seeing Zhao Yingrong's appearance, the water bandits' scalps went numb and their hands became more agile. They quickly removed the stone that was pressing on Zhao Yingrong's legs, carefully lifted him and placed him on the ground.
Zhao Yingrong gasped for air in bursts, but he still felt that the breath was not enough, and he could not fall over. He turned his head and saw Han Changmu, barely tilting his head, and his smile was uglier than crying: "Si, Mr. Si, originally, , originally the villain, the villain thought, now, now it can’t be done, the villain is not lucky, Sir, Sir, from now on, take care of the villain’s second brother, and, and son, and, and these , these little ones who have never enjoyed the blessing, please, please beg the Commander-in-Chief."
Before he said a word, blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, dyeing the skirt of his clothes red and soaking wet.
Han Changmu was distraught when he saw Zhao Yingrong's situation.
Wonderful, I knew very well that Zhao Yingrong actually had the opportunity to run out first, but he chose to stay at the end, just to protect the water bandits under him and run out one more time.
Under such circumstances, how could he bear to refuse Zhao Yingrong? Even if it was coaxing, he still agreed. He sighed softly and nodded lightly and gently: "Okay."
Zhao Yingrong relaxed all of a sudden and collapsed on the ground, motionless. Even the rise and fall of his chest could not be detected. Only his eyes were still moving slowly and his eyelids trembled slightly.
It shows that this is still a living person.
Li Changming couldn't bear it any longer and cried loudly, finally alerting Zhao Fusheng who was counting the number of people.
Zhao Fusheng stumbled forward and saw Zhao Yingrong's face was as golden as paper. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. He grabbed Zhao Yingrong's hand, and his tears, like broken beads, fell on the back of Zhao Yingrong's hand one after another. , with a choked voice: "Dad, dad, where are you injured? Dad, dad, you, please move, please move a bit? Dad, you, please kick me!"
Zhao Yingrong still had the strength to move. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. He didn't have the strength to kick someone. He kept smiling, but it was extremely difficult: "Don't cry, you are all fast and almost thirty." No, I can't, I can't cry. In the future, there will be so many, so many little ones who have to rely on you. You, you have to treat your second uncle like a father. Many, many, I have to discuss everything with your second uncle. ."
As he spoke, he weakly raised his eyelids and looked at Li Changming steadily.
Li Changming understood, and quickly moved to Zhao Fusheng's side, grabbed Zhao Fusheng's hand, and held Zhao Yingrong's hand together, crying so hard that he almost died: "Brother, I know, I know, I know everything."
Zhao Fusheng also nodded repeatedly: "Dad, Dad, I will listen to you. You, you must get better, and I will listen to you."
Zhao Yingrong was so happy that he slowly closed his eyes and breathed out weakly.
Zhao Fusheng's frightened face was ashen, he screamed miserably, threw himself on Zhao Yingrong and cried: "Dad, dad, dad!"
"Brother, brother, brother, wake up, wake up." Li Changming hit the ground in despair and yelled at the top of his lungs.
When the water bandits next to them saw this scene, they all fell to their knees, their cries rising into the sky.
Han Changmu stood nearby and sighed as he watched, feeling that if he didn't say something, these two people would probably break Zhao Yingrong apart, and he would really be dead.
"Okay, stop shaking him. The boss is just tired. Take a rest. If you keep shaking him like this, he will really be hopeless." Before Han Changmu could speak, Yao Yao couldn't stand it any longer. He took a step forward and sighed. Take a breath.
This sentence was like a divine voice, pulling Li Changming and Zhao Fusheng back from despair.
Li Changming raised his head and saw Han Changmu at a glance. As if he saw a life-saving straw, he knelt down in front of Han Changmu and hugged the leg without letting go. The tears and snot from crying were all smeared on the hem of his clothes. : "Si, Sir Shi, please, please save my brother, please."
Han Changmu was so disgusted that he twitched his leg twice but could not pull it out. He could only turn his head to look at Yao Yao and sighed helplessly: "Go and have a look."
Yao Yaopi
He lowered his mouth, his brows filled with dissatisfaction.
Why should he show favors to her and let her contribute? Why doesn't he do it himself.
It’s really hard to thank others for your efforts, and you don’t do your best to please people. This is the worst kind of capitalism.
She secretly cursed a few times, walked up to Zhao Yingrong, put two fingers on his wrist, and took a careful pulse.
Seeing this, Li Changming let go of Han Changmu's legs and crawled back to Zhao Yingrong. He wiped his tears and said, "Brother, brother, please bear with me. If you bear with me any longer, it will be okay. It will be okay soon." ”
Zhao Yingrong finally woke up because Li Changming and Zhao Fusheng were crying. He couldn't rest anymore. His chest was rising and falling weakly. When he thought of those explosions, he felt sad, and his voice was too low to be heard: " Second, second brother, we, our Qingyun Village, are finished."
"Extreme Spiritual Chaos Jue"
Li Changming wiped his eyes twice: "Brother, as long as we are still alive, everything will be fine. We can start over from scratch. It's okay, it's okay, brother."
Zhao Fusheng also nodded solemnly: "Yes, Dad, when we enter Beijing, we can do business and work hard, and we will always have something to eat."
Zhao Yingrong laughed out loud when Zhao Fusheng said that. He didn't know where the injury was involved, and he gasped in pain: "You are still doing business. Do you have the brains to do business?"
"I, I haven't grown up, but, Mr. Xue has grown up." Zhao Fusheng's expression seemed to be crying but also smiling. Speaking of Xue Shou, he suddenly turned his head, looked around, and exclaimed: "Xue, Mr. Xue Well, have you seen Mr. Xue?"
The water bandits were also surprised. They were all busy running for their lives just now, and no one could bother to see where a powerless fortune teller was.
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Mr. Xue was here just now. Now, I don't know where he went."
"Mr. Xue is here. He is lying here. He is probably very tired and fell asleep." Someone shouted again.
Zhao Fusheng felt relieved and whispered: "Dad, Mr. Xue is fine. With him here, are you worried about not being able to do business?"
Hearing that Xue Shou fell asleep, Han Changmu's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao met Han Changmu's gaze and nodded imperceptibly.
Han Changmu was relieved. It turned out that Yao Yao knocked Xue Shou unconscious again. Although this method was simple and crude, it was effective and could be done once and for all.
After Yao Yao checked his pulse, he stood up and walked to Han Changmu. He whispered solemnly: "Sir, he was seriously injured. It's not just trauma, but both his legs were crushed and his heart and lungs were also damaged. The damage is serious.”
Han Changmu frowned and said in surprise: "Such a serious injury? I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Beijing." He naturally guessed that Zhao Yingrong was seriously injured, but he didn't expect that the injury was so serious and was indeed life-threatening.
Yao Yao thought for a moment, pinched the pouch on his waist, and said reluctantly: "There is a medicine for Ji Zhi that can help him breathe."
"You can breathe a sigh of relief, but you can't save his life." Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and sighed: "I also have a medicine here that can save his life, but he will only be a cripple from now on."
Yao Yao was silent for a moment. It is impossible for people like Zhao Yingrong to rely on their brains to survive. They can only rely on force. If they are proud of it, the force they rely on for survival is gone. As far as he is concerned, it is worse than Dead.
