Chapter 297 He Was Injured?
Uncle Zhang was still alive, but he had fallen into a coma and had to be sent to the hospital immediately. As for his legs, both of them might be going to be crippled. “How could this be…” Lyra couldn’t control her tears and flowed down. Hank grabbed her from behind and held her arm.
“He just went in, and then he would come out to see me. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have pestered him. If I hadn’t said so much, he wouldn’t have gone in, and he wouldn’t have become like this.” Uncle Zhang had helped her so many times, but she had harmed him to this extent. Lyra kept crying, her tears wetting the man’s shirt. He frowned and pulled her into his arms. His fingers were holding Lyra’s neck from behind, and he said in a deep voice, “This is not something you can stop.” Lyra cried and cried.
That night, the whole town was immersed in the dust of the earthquake. At dawn, everyone spontaneously helped, either to take care of the children or to help move things. Lyra stood at the door of Uncle Zhang’s house, looking at the ruins, her eyes still red. “Ms. Jones, please go over there for breakfast.” Because of the earthquake, the entire village was isolated from the outside world, and the city’s rescue cars were blocked at the foot of the mountain.
The hospital at the entrance of the village was overcrowded. The scene was extremely desolate.
Lyra listened to Keith and turned her head. “Thank you, but I have no appetite.”
“Ms. Jones, you’d better go over.” Keith lowered his voice and spoke to Lyra again.
Lyra frowned, moved her feet, and slowly and firmly walked towards Hank.
Keith heaved a sigh of relief.
She walked faster and faster until she was in front of Hank. “You’ve been helping the people here all these years. Why?” “Eat first,” Hank said as he handed her the porridge he had prepared. “You speak first!” As she spoke, she saw the bearded uncle bring two children over. One of them was the child who had sent Hank a windmill yesterday.
He was still wearing a hat, covering the scars on his face. His gaze was evasive, not daring to meet Lyra’s eyes. It was the child who smiled sweetly at Lyra, his ignorant eyes filled with innocence. “After experiencing this, everyone only wants to get better as soon as possible. If you have anything to ask, let’s talk about it when we get back.” Lyra held the bowl of porridge and kept silent. How could she not know that there must be a deep hatred behind all this? In this situation, Lyra was unable to ask. “Not good, the bridge has collapsed!” Lyra followed everyone’s gaze and looked over. All the cars transporting supplies had flipped into the river.
In other words, if the road was blocked, all of them would be trapped here. Food would be used up and medicine would be the rarest!
“There was a problem with the signal tower last night. Now even the only way is broken. What should we do?”
The people around were all panicked.
With the ruins and wasteland everywhere, the whole village became more and more negative The villagers who were helping others stopped moving.
In adversity, humanity was exposed the most.
“Mr. Barnwell, there is no signal on the phone at all. According to the intensity of the earthquake last night, it should not have reached such a level.” Keith pondered. And after the earthquake, the rescue team should have arrived long ago.
The current situation gave people a very bad feeling. “Someone is behind the scenes.” “In the short term, we can’t go back.” Hank frowned. The situation was getting worse, to the point where there was no place to sleep at night.
As the night deepened, the villagers each found their own place.
However, none of them dared to return to the buildings, fearing that there would be another earthquake. Lyra had no place to go, so she sat in the temporary tent near the inn. In the distance, Hank walked over, and the moonlight pulled his figure out.
“Where are you going?” “If you want to sleep in the wild, I have no objections.” Following his words, Lyra slowly moved her feet and followed. On the other side, there was a figure hiding behind the inn, watching them all the time. Lyra was brought to the square behind Hope Primary School. There were already some villagers gathered here, and some people spontaneously brought some usable bedding.
Hank’s car was parked in the corner.
He opened the car door. The bedding was already prepared inside. “You sleep inside.
I’ll guard outside.” Even if there were any aftershocks, he would ensure her safety. “I won’t…” Lyra frowned. Before she could finish speaking, she was already pulled over by Hank. The distance between the two of them suddenly closed, and his voice was low and charming. “Or do you want to sleep in there with me?” “Don’t talk nonsense,” Lyra suddenly pushed him away.
It was because of him that she was recognized by the bearded uncle as Alma. For a moment, she felt that this matter was very suspicious. She could only wait until Uncle Zhang woke up to get the answer.
It was just a light push, but unexpectedly, Hank did not move for a long time. He looked like he was enduring some pain.
“Mr. Barnwell!” Keith ran over from the side and said worriedly, “You still have injuries on your back.” He was injured? Only now did Lyra remember that when Hank rescued her from the hotel, something was not quite right.
“It’s fine.” He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Lyra, and there was a forced smile on his thin lips.
In the next second, he fell down.
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