Bai Xue had already rushed over, but she was too weak to help the limp Zhen Yu to her feet.
It was Han Jiayang and Fu Yu who ran over, clumsily hoisted Zhen Yu onto Han Mingyue’s back, and with a few others steadying from behind, carried Zhen Yu back to the Han Family ho.
The boys did not follow; their fellow playmates were too anxious about Zhen Yu’s injury to care about anything else.
Bai Xue went forward to pull the door, but the Han Family ho was empty—the door was locked.
"Go to the health clinic!" Han Mingyue decisively commanded, turning to leave.
He originally thought that since the store was close to his ho, he could have Mr. Han take a look first.
But since his father was not yet ho, he had to hurry to get Zhen Yu dical attention!
But just as he turned around, he suddenly heard Zhen Yu’s voice by his ear, "Ming Yue!"
Then Zhen Yu tightened her arms around his neck, causing Han Mingyue to involuntarily hesitate in his step.
"Are you awake?!!!" Bai Xue shouted in surprise.
"Fantastic! Zhen Yu, are you okay?" Han Jiayang and Fu Yu were also overjoyed.
Zhen Yu ignored the others and whispered directly to Han Mingyue, "Take to your house."
Han Mingyue’s throat tightened before he replied, "Okay!"
As he turned around, he instructed his younger brother, "Jiaoyang, go open the door!"
"Alright! Alright!" Han Jiayang imdiately responded and went ahead to unlock the door.
Han Mingyue carried Zhen Yu straight to his room, took off her shoes, and had her lie down on the bed.
Then he bent over to examine her head, noticed that the area hit was sowhat bruised and swollen, with so abraded areas where the dried blood had already clotted on the skin.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Han Mingyue reached out his hand but didn’t dare to touch Zhen Yu’s wound. Not wanting to walk away, he simply sat down by the bed.
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Their playmates also gathered around the bed, incessantly expressing their concern. Bai Xue’s delicate brows were tightly furrowed, "Xiao Yu, does it hurt? You’re bleeding; it must be painful!"
"What kind of question is that! If you got hit by such a big brick, wouldn’t it hurt?!" Fu Yu gave his cousin a blank look, "Shouldn’t we get so dicine for Xiao Yu and dress the wound?"
"I think we should apply dicine!" Han Jiayang echoed, then turned and ran toward the door, "I’ll go find the dkit!"
Soon, Han Jiayang returned with the dkit in hand. But after exchanging a glance with Fu Yu, both of them looked at Bai Xue, and in the end, none of them dared to proceed.
Because ever since they entered the room, no matter what anyone said, Zhen Yu had been silent.
The way she stared blankly at the ceiling had her friends very concerned. Apart from Han Mingyue who was intently fixated on her injury, the other three communicated with each other through glances.
Fu Yu looked at his cousin, "You don’t think Zhen Yu’s been stupified by the hit, do you?!"
"That shouldn’t be possible, right?!" Bai Xue’s eyes were not very certain...
Han Jiayang gestured while speaking, "Didn’t she speak just now outside?"
"Yes! Yes!" Bai Xue nodded vigorously.
Fu Yu’s questioning gaze swept over, "So what’s happening now?"
"You’re asking ! Who am I supposed to ask?!" Han Jiayang shrugged and spread his hands.
"Ask your brother!" Fu Yu nudged his lips towards Han Mingyue and rolled his eyes, "Your brother wasn’t hit, so how co he’s acting like he’s spaced out too?!"
Han Jiayang glared at Fu Yu and bared his teeth, "Your brother is the one who’s spaced out!"
As Han Jiayang and Fu Yu were about to start a silent battle with their eyes, the voices of Mr. Han and Mrs. Han ca from the living room.
"Who’s at ho? Why are the lights off?"
"Great! My dad’s back!" Han Jiayang jumped three feet high and darted out the door.
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"Dad! Co see Xiao Yu! She’s injured!"
"What?" Mr. Han was startled and instantly thought of robbers, "Where is she?"
Han Jiayang tugged at his father’s sleeve and led him towards Han Mingyue’s room, "She’s in my brother’s room! Hurry, follow !"
Mrs. Han hurriedly followed as well, and upon entering, she found several people sitting or standing in the small room.
Bai Xue and Fu Yu quickly moved to a corner of the room when Mr. Han entered, and Mr. Han pushed his eldest son who was sitting by the bed, "What are you thinking? Move aside quickly!"
Han Mingyue finally ca to his senses, quickly stood up, and moved to the end of the bed, standing against the wall.
Mr. Han imdiately noticed the blood on Zhen Yu’s head, then he saw the expression on Zhen Yu’s face... that expression...
Without much thought, Mr. Han urgently called out, "Xiao Yu? Is it just your head that’s hurt? Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu!" By the last call, Mr. Han had to push Zhen Yu.
Finally, Zhen Yu turned her head blankly, only to turn too quickly; it felt like her whole head was filled with paste, and her vision spun like a mosquito coil...
"Dizzy?" Mr. Han asked after seeing her condition.
"Uh!" Zhen Yu just responded when the feeling of motion sickness surged up, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Ugh!"
After suppressing the nauseating feeling with her eyes closed, Mr. Han then said, "It’s probably a mild concussion. Apart from the head, are there other injuries?"
"No more!" Bai Xue chid in tily.
"Uh-huh." Mr. Han nodded, glanced at all the children, and finally fixed his gaze on Han Jiayang, "What on earth happened?! Jiaoyang, you tell !"
The eldest son was already dumbfounded earlier, and his eyes were still glaring blankly, obviously unreliable! Mr. Han had no choice but to call on his younger son.
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Han Jiayang shakily shuffled to his father’s side and truthfully recounted the whole story.
"You guys are sothing else! Little rascals!" Mr. Han was furious, giving his younger son a hard slap on the head, "Dare to start a brawl?! Huh? Why don’t you just climb up and tear the roof off?!"
Han Jiayang endured the hit without dodging, but muttered under his breath, "What the hell good would that do !"
Mr. Han laughed in anger, turned to Mrs. Han and said, "Listen! Listen! He even dares to talk back to his father! You better not indulge him in the future!"
Mrs. Han didn’t argue in front of the children, just gave Mr. Han a glare, without making a sound.
But then Mr. Han turned his wrath towards the eldest son, "And you! Han! Ming! Yue! I really didn’t expect it! You actually started it!"
Hearing his father call his brother’s full na, Han Jiayang was almost scared to pee his pants!
It’s over! Once everyone leaves, he and his brother are definitely in for a ’beating’!
"Quickly treat Xiao Yu’s wound!" Mrs. Han put out the fire in ti, "We’ll talk about the rest later."
Mr. Han quieted down and turned to disinfect and bandage Zhen Yu’s wound.
Only then did Mrs. Han say to the children, "All of you, co out with !"
The four of them trailed behind Mrs. Han out of the room, with Han Mingyue walking last. Just before leaving the room, he couldn’t help but look back, only to receive a stern glare from Mr. Han.
"You two sit on the sofa and wait for !" After sending off her sons, Mrs. Han then smiled at Fu Yu and Bai Xue, "Xiao Yu’s injury is nothing serious, and it’s been quite so ti after school, so you can head ho early."
"Okay!" The two cousins nodded together, showing good sense by leaving the Han Family’s place.
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