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Chapter 128 Fall Injury

Xiang Lan listened carefully for a while, then pointed and said, "It looks like the Du family's house. But why is this child crying so hard? Could something have happened?"

Ye Nuan and he exchanged a glance, and the two of them walked towards Du Haifeng's house without prior arrangement.

He hadn't walked far when he saw other women looking towards his house, and some of them were already heading towards the Du family's house.

Ye Nuan thought back carefully. She had been living here for quite a while, and this was the first time she had ever heard of the Du family's child crying so miserably. After all, she had never heard of the Du couple having a habit of hitting their children.

Before Ye Nuan even arrived at the Du family's house, she saw a woman rushing out, shouting as she ran, "Quickly find a doctor! Where's Xiao Ye? Go find Xiao Ye right away!"

Ye Nuan frowned, and her steps quickened and became longer.

"what happened?"

"Xiao Ye, hurry! Old Du's youngest son fell off the ladder and his face is covered in blood. I heard that you can't move him if he hurts his head, so we didn't dare to move him. You should go and check on him right away."

Ye Nuan nodded, then said to Xiang Lan, "Sister-in-law, could you go home and get my first-aid kit? It's on the table in my living room."

"Okay, I'll go now."

As Xiang Lan spoke, she ran back.

As Ye Nuan walked inside, she called out again, "Can anyone go to the clinic and ask the doctor on duty over there to come over? If there's no doctor, a nurse will do!"

"Okay, I'm going!"

The boy holding Zhang's youngest son and crying was a girl, while the girl huddled in a corner and cried silently, not with a loud wail.

Ye Nuan was preoccupied with other thoughts, but Tian Guihua, who had just arrived, noticed something was wrong: "Where's your eldest son?"

The one crying was Zhang's second son. He cried and said, "Hiccup, my older brother went out to play and isn't home!"

Ye Nuan didn't have time to think about those things; she just first checked the location of the child's head injury and whether there were any other injuries.

Before things were confirmed, Ye Nuan didn't dare to move the child easily.

"Don't cry! How old is this child?"

Zhang Erwa sniffed, tears streaming down his face: "I'm four years old."

Ye Nuan nodded, examined the child's eyelids, and confirmed that the child only had external head injuries. As for the legs and arms, there were probably some abrasions and falls, but it wasn't a big problem.

"Could any sister-in-law help me boil some water, and also find me two clean towels?"

Tian Guihua was also a little flustered. With the help of two young women, one went to boil water and the other went to get a towel.

Fortunately, it wasn't far from Ye Nuan's house. Xiang Lan ran breathlessly, but finally managed to bring Ye Nuan's medicine box.

Actually, Ye Nuan also had it in her space, but she couldn't just openly take it out and use it.

Ye Nuan opened the box and quickly took out alcohol, cotton swabs, and other related items to clean the child's wound.

Otherwise, it's impossible to tell how big and deep the child's wound is.

After cleaning up like this, we finally have a clear understanding of the situation.

Ye Nuan decisively used a needle to prick Zhang Siwa awake.

When the child woke up, he looked confused, didn't say he was in pain, and didn't seem scared.

"He's not fully awake yet. Go get him a bigger outfit!"

Zhang Erwa was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed a shirt that was obviously a bit too big.

Ye Nuan carefully protected his head, and after doing a simple hemostasis, she asked Xiang Lan to help remove the child's outer clothes so she could check if the child had any injuries on his back.

Just then, Dr. Li from the clinic arrived.

"How about it?"

Ye Nuan glanced at him: "The wound isn't deep, and the bleeding has been stopped for now, but I don't think it's going to work. It needs to be stitched up. Also, there's a large area of ​​soft tissue contusion on his back. I just checked him, and there's nothing wrong with his spine, and the bones in his arms and legs are fine too. But his left wrist is dislocated, and his right ankle is dislocated."

"Okay, tell me, how do you need me to cooperate?"

Ye Nuan asked everyone to step back, then asked Doctor Li to protect the child's head, and then touched the child's left hand herself.

"Little friend, tell Auntie, how old are you this year?"

Zhang Siwa blinked, as if he had regained consciousness, and tears began to fall, but he didn't cry out in pain or howl loudly.

"You're 18."

Ye Nuan raised an eyebrow: "You're four years old? Is that your traditional age?"

If it were a four-year-old child, their speech wouldn't be so unclear.

Ye Nuan couldn't judge a child's age based on height, mainly because each family was poor and the children's height varied at different rates.

"Ok?"

Clearly, this child doesn't understand what "Chinese age" and "Chinese age" mean.

Tian Guihua chimed in from the side, "He's four years old (by the traditional Chinese age reckoning), and just turned three this year."

Ye Nuan nodded: "Then can you tell me how you fell? Do you remember?"

Zhang Siwa seemed to be genuinely starting to recall, and tried to shake his head, but Dr. Li held him still: "Don't move your head, open your mouth and speak!"

Zhang Siwa was stunned for a moment before saying, "My foot slipped, and I fell."

Seeing that he seemed to be having trouble speaking, Ye Nuan deliberately called Erwa over: "Come on, tell your brother what you want to eat most, and see if he wants to eat it."

Actually, it was just to distract Zhang Siwa. She was worried that the next blow would hurt and Zhang Siwa wouldn't be able to handle it.

The two brothers talked about braised pork and big meat buns, and as they talked, their mouths started watering.

Then Zhang Siwa suddenly exclaimed, not loudly, but his expression seemed to freeze for a moment, then he blinked and moved his left hand: "I can move now!"

"Yes, you can move it now. Your left hand is all better, but you still need to be careful these next few days. You can't lift anything too heavy. Can you do that?"

"can!"

Zhang Siwa looks exceptionally well-behaved now.

Finally, Zhang Haifeng ran back at that moment: "Siwa, Siwa, are you alright?"

Zhang Siwa's head has only undergone simple treatment so far; he still needs to go back to the clinic for stitches.

"Alright, Commander Zhang, you hold him. Here, hold his head so it doesn't shake. Okay, Dr. Li, you can take him to get stitches done. That's all I need to do."

"Okay, I'll take him to get stitches first. What medications did you use? Let me know later and I'll reimburse you."

Ye Nuan smiled and said, "It didn't take much, no need to bother."

"Yes, yes, there are many children in this compound. Who knows which one might fall or twist something? If you have medicine there, you can treat it promptly, which is faster than us rushing over or taking the child to the clinic."

Ye Nuan smiled and didn't refuse again. The problem was that she wasn't in the compound 24 hours a day, so she couldn't possibly take care of everyone.

Even though it wasn't said aloud, it was obvious, and everyone could understand.

Several kind-hearted women helped take care of the two children who were staying at home, and they couldn't help but start gossiping: "It's so late, where has Zhai Hua gone instead of cooking at home?"