740 Serious Injury

Under everyone's persuasion, Qiao Qiang agreed to go to the clinic. Wang Wu rode his three-wheeled vehicle and sent Qiao Mei, Qiao Qiang and Zhang Wei there.

When they arrived at the clinic, the doctors started to wash the blood off Qiao Qiang's face. With their skills, they could only clean up the wound on Qiao Qiang's face, stitch it up and apply medicine. However, they really could not treat the injury to his ribs. For this, they had to go to the hospital in the county city.

"Mei Mei, let's not go to the hospital. I'll just take care of myself. Previously, when I was on the battlefield, I had so many knife wounds but I didn't go to the hospital at all. Aren't I still alive and well? Let's go home," Qiao Qiang said as he held Qiao Mei's hand.

He was most afraid of going to the hospital. He was not afraid of getting injections or taking medicine, but he was afraid of knowing the details about his condition. If he was told that he had only a few days left, it would only bring him despair.

He knew his own health very well. Many years ago, a doctor had told him that if he did not cherish his own health, he would not be able to live beyond eight years. It was already the seventh year. Although he felt that his health had improved, he was still afraid that something would happen.

If one had no worries, one would not be afraid of death. However, with Qiao Mei and his two great-grandchildren with him, everything had changed.

"Grandfather, we have to go. This time, you have to listen to me. Even if I have to tie you up, you must go!" Qiao Mei said fiercely to Qiao Qiang.

"I'm not going! Don't force me to go! I know my own body best! Don't persuade me! It's already good enough that I'm here at the clinic!" Qiao Qiang said stubbornly.

Qiao Mei stood at the side angrily with her hands on her hips. She had already said all kinds of nice things, but it was useless. She had no other way to persuade Qiao Qiang to go to the county city hospital.

Zhang Wei also looked at Qiao Qiang nervously from the side. His hands trembled as they gripped the corners of his shirt. Although this person was not his biological grandfather, after they spent so much time together, he had long placed Qiao Qiang in a very important position in his heart.

Although they were not biologically related, it felt like their relationship already went beyond that.

Zhang Wei knelt on the ground with a plop and hugged Qiao Qiang's legs tightly as he said, "Grandfather! Go to the hospital! Please!"

Qiao Qiang immediately understood what Zhang Wei was thinking. He was the one who had taken care of Zhang Wei all this while. He knew what Zhang Wei was most afraid of. Ever since Zhang Chao and Zhang Qin were kidnapped, this child had become very uptight. Qiao Qiang saw it all.

"Good child, get up quickly. The ground is hard, don't hurt your knees by kneeling!" Qiao Qiang patted Zhang Wei's shoulder with heartache. He could not bend down now and could only do this to ask Zhang Wei to get up.

Zhang Wei ignored Qiao Qiang. He would only get up from the ground when Qiao Qiang was willing to go to the hospital.

"Grandfather, just listen to us. We'll only be at ease if you go to the hospital to get checked out!" Qiao Mei persuaded anxiously.

Qiao Qiang had no choice but to agree with Qiao Mei and Zhang Wei. The village clinic quickly made arrangements for a horse carriage to send the three of them to the county city hospital.

Zhao Liang and his group also found Qiao Fu. At this moment, Qiao Fu's breathing was very weak and his face was pale. Even his hands were cold, as if he was about to die.

"Come on, let's hurry up and save him!" Zhao Liang shouted.

Everyone worked together to think of a way to save Qiao Fu. Some people sawed through the wood on Qiao Fu's body, while others looked for useful vines. They thought that binding Qiao Fu's injured leg could also have the effect of stopping the bleeding. With everyone's tireless efforts, they quickly cut up the fallen tree into smaller pieces and threw them to the side. Only at this moment was the full extent of Qiao Fu injuries revealed to everyone.

Many people could not stand this kind of shock and directly hid at one side to throw up. Even Zhao Liang could not bear to look at Qiao Fu's miserable state.

Qiao Fu's legs had been smashed into a bloody mess by the tree, leaving only a few bones and tendons that were still connected. The blood had already dyed the ground red. As soon as the tree was lifted, blood flowed out uncontrollably.

"Hurry, hurry! Put him on the board! Quickly apply the ashes from the stove pit to the wound! Hurry up! Don't just stand there! Let's save him!" Zhao Liang shouted to get everyone's attention.

The ashes in the stove pit were the ashes of plants and wood, and which could help to stop bleeding. This was a type of local remedy. In such a resource-poor place, it was the only method they knew.

Everyone took turns to carry the door panels and carried Qiao Fu to the horse carriage at the foot of the mountain. The village clinic could not treat such serious injuries and they must send him to the county city hospital.