Chapter 700 If you don’t understand, just die

When the boy heard the words, his dirty hands covered the little doll's forehead, and his expression suddenly changed.

The little baby cried into a ball, his face was abnormally red.

"The group of guards looks very reliable. If you keep rejecting them, he will die." Ye Qianning pointed at the little baby, and then pointed to another child: "He will die too."

Boy didn't look up, trust?

He dare not trust anyone!

"As the saying goes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, so save your life first." Ye Qianning said softly.

‘咚咚’

There was a knock on the door.

The boy immediately covered the doll, and became tense and vigilant.

"Come in."

The leading guard just now, Luo Feng, opened the door and came in, followed by a middle-aged man with a box on his back.

"The child in his arms seems to be breathing weakly, please show me, doctor." The guard stepped aside.

The doctor walked over.

The boy kept backing away while holding the baby in his arms, his eyes were fierce, and whenever the doctor approached him, he bared his teeth fiercely.

The doctor was taken aback by his sudden appearance, and quickly stepped back: "Luo...Guard, this child...how about you bring the child in his arms, and I will treat him."

Luo Feng hadn't raised his foot to get close, and once again met the boy who was about to attack, he looked at Ye Qianning with some embarrassment: "Girl, he seems to trust you more, look..."

"It's fine if he doesn't let you see, anyway, it's not our relatives who died, let's go." Ye Qianning didn't have the patience to coax the children, and walked towards the door.

"Girl..."

"Good intentions are the heart and soul of the road, there is nothing to say." Ye Qianning went out.

Luo Feng didn't expect Ye Qianning to really leave, the boy looked at the door eagerly with ferocious eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

The doctor was a little confused, looked left and right, and finally looked at Luo Feng: "Guard Luo, do you still want to see it?"

Luo Feng's eyes fell on the boy again. He observed this boy in the past few days, and he was very stubborn.

Just like today's Qimazi, they don't let go if they don't bite off a piece of meat. They have no choice but to put some food every day.

"If you want him to live, let the doctor treat him. If you insist, we have nothing to say." Luo Feng said that.

The boy withdrew his gaze and looked at them, still very vigilant.

Luo Feng saw that he was silent, and looked at the doctor: "Let's go."

Life and death are his own choices, and they have no reason to interfere, even if it is a human life.

In this era, it is normal for people to die, and it is also normal for children to be trafficked. They want to save people, but they don’t have time to explain to people like boys one by one.

This is an era of the jungle, and the dead are too normal.

Luo Feng and the doctor walked towards the door.

"Wait...wait..." the boy said.

Luo Feng turned his head.

"Give... give him a diagnosis and treatment..."

The doctor looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng nodded.

The doctor walked over and stretched out his hand to lift off the swaddle: "Hey, look at the burning cheeks that are almost flushing with blood. Why are you still so stuffy? Quickly untie it."

The boy hesitated, and handed the swaddle to the doctor.

The doctor hugged her and walked towards the big bed.

The boy followed closely behind, still looking very nervous, staring at the other party for a moment, as if he would immediately pounce on the other party if he seemed to harm them a little bit.

The doctor put the child on the bed, unwrapped the swaddle, and was surprised. One of the child's arms was covered with burns, and the blisters burst and became inflamed and pus.

(end of this chapter)