When the boy heard this, he put his dirty hands on the little baby's forehead, and his face suddenly changed.
The little baby cried into a ball, and his face was extremely red.
"Those guards look very reliable. If you keep rejecting him, he will die." Ye Qianning pointed at the little baby, then pointed at another child: "He will die too."
The boy didn't look up, trust?
He dare not trust anyone!
"As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's better to save his life first." Ye Qianning said softly.
'Dong dong'
There was a knock on the door.
The boy immediately covered the little baby and became tense and alert.
"Come in."
Luo Feng, the leading guard just now, opened the door and came in, followed by a middle-aged man carrying a box on his back.
"The child in his arms seems to be breathing weakly. Doctor, please take a look." The guard stepped aside.
The doctor walked over.
The boy backed away with the baby in his arms, his eyes fierce, and the doctor bared his teeth fiercely when he came near.
The doctor was startled by his sudden appearance, and took a few steps back: "Luo... guard, this child... why don't you bring the child in his arms, and I will diagnose and treat him."
Luo Feng raised his feet before approaching, and once again met the boy who was about to attack. He looked at Ye Qianning with some embarrassment: "Girl, he seems to trust you more, you see..."
"Forget it if he doesn't let me see it. The person who died is not our relative anyway. Let's go." Ye Qianning didn't have the patience to coax the child, so she walked towards the door.
"girl……"
"Just take it as a sign of good intentions, there's nothing much to say." Ye Qianning walked out the door.
Luo Feng didn't expect Ye Qianning to really leave. The boy looked at the door with fierce eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.
The doctor was a little confused, looked around, and finally looked at Luo Feng: "Guard Luo, do you want to see more?"
Luo Feng's eyes fell on the boy again. He had observed this boy in the past few days. He was very stubborn. He would not let anyone get close to him. As long as he was forced to do so, he would fight to find someone. He would not let go if he bit him.
Just like Qima Zi today, he would not let go until he bit off a piece of meat. They had no choice but to put some food in every day.
"If you want him to live, let the doctors diagnose and treat him. If you insist, we have nothing to say." Luo Feng said this.
The boy looked back at them, still wary.
Seeing that he was silent, Luo Feng looked at the doctor: "Let's go."
Life or death was his own choice, and they had no reason to interfere, even if it meant a human life.
In this era, it is normal for people to die, and it is normal for children to be sold. They want to save people, but when they encounter people like the boy, they don't have time to solve them one by one.
This is an era where the weak eat the strong, and death is too normal.
Luo Feng and the doctor walked towards the door.
"Wait...wait..." the boy started.
Luo Feng turned around.
"Give...diagnose and treat him..."
The doctor looked at Luo Feng.
Luo Feng nodded.
The doctor then walked over and stretched out his hand to lift the swaddling clothes: "Oh, look, my cheeks are so hot that they are almost bleeding. Why are they still so tight? Please untie them quickly."
The boy hesitated and handed the baby to the doctor.
The doctor carried him over and walked towards the big bed.
The boy followed closely, his expression still very nervous, his eyes fixed on him for a moment, as if he would immediately pounce on the other person if he even looked like he was harming them.
The doctor put the child on the bed and unwrapped the swaddling clothes. His eyes were surprised to see that one of the child's arms was covered with burns, and the blisters were broken, inflamed and leaking pus.
