"But Li Yi isn't here, he went to the county town and hasn't returned yet." Feng Caie couldn't bother with her separation, "What do we do now?" Although Li Jiaya learned medicine from her father since childhood and could prescribe cold remedies, she wasn't confident about much else, and no one had ever asked her to check on them.
"Go find Xinxin." Yang Baihe shook her chaotic hair, "Quickly, grab the door panel and carry him over. If they're sent there, that girl can't refuse to take them in."
Yang Baichuan hurriedly went and dismantled the door panel from the side room, then, with several pairs of hands, lifted Yang Peili onto it.
Yang Peili, still unaware of where he was injured, looked unnaturally pale and was unconscious, with beads of sweat rolling down in large drops.
"Ruhuai." Yang Baichuan called over his youngest son, "Quickly go to your cousin's house and let them know, ask them to send someone to help."
