Chapter 1867 Go to the Hospital, Go to the Hospital to See the Child

Because his voice was too hoarse, he couldn't tell whether it was Xie Feng for a while.

But besides Xie Feng, who else would come in and seek death at this juncture?

Fu Yancheng hurriedly ran towards that place and saw that Xie Feng's back was already on fire.

"Xie Feng!"

He shouted and pushed the man to the ground, letting the fire on his back go out.

The suit on Xie Feng's back was almost completely burned, and there was a faint smell of burning, but he seemed to feel no pain.

In this firelight, not even a shadow of Zhuang Wan can be found. Is something really wrong with her?

Where can I go?

How was the child born, and who was she?

His mind was so confused that at a certain moment, he couldn't even see clearly the fire around him. He just wanted to go deeper, go deeper, maybe he could find Zhuang Wan.

Fu Yancheng held his waist and took a deep breath when he saw that his back was burned to a blur.

"Even if you want to die, think about the child you are still rescuing."

A flash of water flashed across Xie Feng's eyes for an instant, as if someone had brought him back from a chaotic world.

Fu Yancheng pulled him up and couldn't bear to look at the burns on his back.

"And first, ask who brought the child back, what happened, and under what circumstances Zhuang Wan gave birth to the child."

Xie Feng's throat was almost speechless, and his face was covered with soot.

At the fire scene, the ash would be produced under the thick smoke, and it would be so large that only a pair of eyes could be seen on his face at this moment.

Fu Yancheng glanced outside and saw that the firefighters had already arrived.

"Go to the hospital first. Do you want to infect yourself to death with tetanus? The children in the hospital are still rescuing them, so you can't fall down."

Xie Feng completely lost his mind and sense of proportion at this moment.

He wiped his cheek almost numbly, revealing a piece of skin. Fortunately, his face was not injured.

There was only a burn on his back.

There was so much pain in his mind that he still can't remember his surprise, panic, and horror when the child was delivered to him.

"Xie Feng, please go back with me first. Don't blame me for speaking harshly. Even the trees here are not spared. If Zhuang Wan is really still inside, he would have been a puddle of ashes. Take good care of the children first. If anything happens to the children, , even if you go underground, you will still be sorry for Zhuang Wan."

Stretchers began to arrive around him, but Xie Feng felt that he would not faint.

My mind is too clear, how could I get dizzy?

"Go to the hospital, go to the hospital and see the child."

He was sitting in the ambulance, his back straight.

Several doctors sitting around wanted to treat his wounds, but his expression was so terrifying that no one dared to speak.

When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Xie Feng ran to the child's place almost relying on instinct.

But the result is that the child is still being rescued.

"Sorry, you can't go in now, we must ensure a sterile environment."

Xie Feng sat on a chair in the corridor, with a section of his hair burnt.

His image has always been calm, tough and cold. Now he looks a little funny, but no one passing by dares to talk to him.

Nowadays, the most famous doctor in pediatrics is rescuing the child, and everyone’s heads are covered in sweat.

The rescue lasted for two days before the child was put into the observation box again.

Xie Feng stood up, lifted his numb legs, and went to the observation box.

The child was born prematurely, was born weak, and would need to be observed in this box for the next few months.

Xie Feng didn't say anything. He just felt that his heart hurt too much.

Especially when I saw the child's face, the heartbreaking feeling was even more obvious.

He even bent slightly so he could bear the weight of his body.