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. It was hard to 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, shined a flashlight on the boy and was startled: "Where did the blood come from?"
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.
Don't let the minibus they were riding in hurt 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." of."
Listening to a group of adults shouting, the young man's face suddenly became 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. No matter how injured or painful they are, they will get sick from the rain.
Yes, the gang 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 drops from the boy's hair. Qiu Ruiyun found some clothes for the boy to change into to prevent the child from catching a cold.
The doctors could now see clearly the bloody clothes taken off the boy.
"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 with the nonsense he said.
"It was someone else's blood that got on his clothes."
Hearing these words, the boy woke up and said: "My mother was hit by a tractor while holding my sister."
What 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 disagreed with her.
Just look at what this child is wearing, a pair of old slippers, and his clothes and pants are not that good at all. He must not be able to afford a mobile phone at home. The bicycle that was so beat up was probably picked up from somewhere and repaired by myself.
Moreover, in rural areas, the telephone number is probably only available in the village committee office. I did call an ambulance. Recently, the ambulance had to drive from the town health center or county hospital, which took a long time. If you are a seriously injured patient, you may not be able to wait.
This kid is extremely smart. He realized that it was important for their National Association car to chase the doctor first.
"What should we do now?" Jiang Mingzhu asked everyone anxiously, holding her glasses.
The rest of the hands just pointed towards the leader. It is not up to them to decide whether to go back or not to save people, it is up to the leaders.
"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 now?" It was inconvenient for the teacher to speak Mandarin, so Xie Wanying helped the teacher to ask more about the situation.
