However, he couldn't ignore it, so he turned his head to Luo Huimin, who was sitting on the other side of the car, and said, "You can help him see it, try to drag it to the village first."

"I'll try." Luo Huimin responded, then carried Xiaojie aside and moved him to take his pulse.

As a result, he was startled when he touched his skin because the temperature on his body was too high, but he quickly stabilized his mind and continued to call.

After a while, he stopped and said, "He should have been injured and infected. He has to deal with it quickly."

Speaking of this, he looked up and said to the other two, "You guys untie his clothes first, I have to look at the wound."

After saying that, he reached out and pinched his hand to his people, because she felt that this person should have a decisive ambition, otherwise he would not have fainted with his physical foundation.

Seeing this, Yang Tiejun called another person to help Fu Zhiyuan start checking the wound, but he did not untidy. After all, Luo Huimin was still a little girl, and they were really embarrassed to dirty other people's eyes.

Fu Zhiyuan woke up after being tossed by them, but looked up at them and said nothing, but closed his eyes again.

"Mr. Fu, right? Your mentality is not good. Not to mention the suffering you are suffering now, you can't compare with the Long March of tens of thousands of miles. Even the suffering people suffer at that time will be better than that. You can't think so." Luo Huimin said angrily when she saw this.

After hearing this, Yang Tiejun and the other two finally understood what happened to Fu Yuanshan, but they couldn't persuade him, but they felt the same way, because they were also treated unfairly and thought of death.

Luo Huimin naturally knew this, so she saw that he had no movement and continued: "I know there must be a reason for you to fall into this place today, but whether you are victimized or abandoned by your relatives, don't you want to take revenge?

Only by living well and living out oneself can they fight back well. They may have a chance to take revenge that day.”

"Indeed, will it be cheaper for those people if we die? So we have to live well and see what their fate will end in the end." Yang Tiejun echoed.

Then a strange color flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes became much more firm.

"Yes, thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, who knows what will happen in thirty years, and maybe it won't take thirty years.

Besides, if you die like this, not only will you not get their sympathy, but you may also applaud and think they are doing the right thing."

"Yes, Lao Fu, we have to live, live well, and wait and see what their fate will be." Another person who had been hanging his head and had no interest in life suddenly looked up after hearing this.

After saying that, he clenched Fu Zhiyuan's hand tightly and cheered him up.

"Yes, only living can lead to hope, right?" Luo Huimin finished speaking and saw his eyelids moving, and knew that he had listened.

Afterwards, he did not persuade him but asked Yang Tiejun: "Did there be any wound on his body worsen?"

Yang Tiejun nodded and said, "Well, there is a wound on his waist that has become purulent."

"Let's look at the waist." Luo Huimin's face narrowed after hearing this. The injury on her waist was not a joke. If it was serious, she might not be able to stand up in the future.
Chapter completed!