Ye Yuwei said something to her son, and then carried Yuan Mo down the mountain.
Yuan Mo lay on Ye Yuwei's shoulder, holding her little hands together tightly, "Auntie, I don't feel that much pain. You don't have to walk so fast."
Ye Yuwei was carrying Yuan Mo on her back, the frequency of her steps did not change, her ankles were swollen into small buns, how could it not hurt
"Be patient, I'll be fine when we get to the foot of the mountain in a while." Ye Yuwei comforted her in a low voice.
"My mother said that boys shouldn't cry." Yuan Mo said softly.
Ye Yuwei paused and suddenly thought of Grandpa Yuan's words that he hadn't seen his parents in more than a year just because his parents were soldiers.
"Children can cry. If the pain is severe, just cry." Ye Yuwei felt sorry for Yuan Mo, the little boy she had just met, the little boy who always made her daughter laugh, but he also had his own inner pain.
Yuan Mo pursed his lips tightly, never letting himself cry.
Ye Yuwei carried Yuan Mo to Mr. Yao Lao's home and hurriedly placed Yuan Mo on the diagnostic bed outside.
Mr. Yao Lao frowned and came over, stretched out his hand and pinched Yuan Mo's ankle. Yuan Mo couldn't hold back and screamed out. Ye Yuwei hurriedly hugged his little body.
"The bones are misaligned, boy, what happened?" Mr. Yao said, not too worried.
Yuan Mo's little body was shaking with pain, and his originally fair face was now covered with sweat.
"Weiwei, hold him, I'll reset his bones." Mr. Yao said, looking down at his red and swollen feet, his brows furrowed.
Ye Yuwei looked at Mr. Yao Lao in disbelief. Did he just recover so hard
That pain—
Mr. Yao Lao stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Mo's little foot, and then gently rubbed it a few times.
Probably because the pain was so severe, Yuan Mo finally couldn't help crying.
Ye Yuwei hugged his upper body tightly and pressed his little head into her arms, "It'll be fine in a while, it'll be fine in a minute."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Mom, mom—" Yuan Mo cried, the sound of his cry was heartbreaking, and it was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
Ye Yuwei hugged him tightly and pressed his other leg with her other hand.
When Ye Xicheng brought Xixi back, he heard Yuan Mo's cry. He was holding his sister in one hand and Yuan Mo's small medicine basket in the other.
Just when he heard Yuan Mo's cry, Ye Xicheng hurriedly put down the small medicine basket in his hand and ran in.
Ye Xicheng ran to the bed, holding his little hands tightly. Looking at Yuan Mo, who was struggling in pain, moisture slowly appeared in his big eyes.
"Mommy, what's wrong with Brother Yuan Mo?" Xixi looked at her mommy with horror. She felt so painful hearing Brother Yuan Mo yelling like this.
"Xicheng, go and call your dad over." Mr. Yao Lao said. Ye Yuwei couldn't control Yuan Mo's little body by herself. He was in too much pain, so he kept struggling, which made it more difficult for her to help him set his bones. It was much bigger and it would cause him more pain.
Yuan Mo's crying was so loud that Gu Juexi had already heard it from behind, so he had already reached the door.
"What's going on?" Gu Juexi asked in a deep voice, walked to Ye Yuwei's side, took Ye Yuwei's place, hugged Yuan Mo's struggling little body, but frowned, this kid was not ordinary strong. .
Yuan Mo was crying and calling for his mother. Ye Yuwei pressed one of his legs, and her heart felt as if it had been ripped open and it ached with pain.