Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Chapter 202 The Tragedy of the Han Family

Mrs. Han's face was filled with fear and panic. She staggered towards the Jiang family, shouting for help. Her voice became hoarse and unpleasant due to excessive tension.

Not far behind her, her eldest son was seen struggling to carry a bloody man on his back, trying hard to follow his mother's steps.

When Mr. Jiang Liu saw this, he was shocked and hurried forward to check on the condition of the injured.

When his eyes fell on the injured man's back, he couldn't help but gasp - he saw a rusty piece of iron deeply inserted into it, and blood was flowing from the wound, staining a large area of the clothes red.

Mr. Jiang Liu frowned and quickly put his hand on the injured man's pulse, his expression becoming more solemn.

After a moment, he slowly let go of his hand, shook his head sadly, sighed and said, "Sorry, you are too late, he is no longer alive."

Upon hearing the bad news, Mrs. Han felt like she was struck by lightning. Her body trembled violently, her legs instantly lost strength, and she collapsed to the ground.

She opened her eyes wide, staring at her lifeless husband in front of her in disbelief, muttering to herself: "No... this is impossible... I... my old man... just... talked to me... old man..." As she spoke, tears burst out like a flood.

Boss Han was also heartbroken at this time. He fell to his knees with a plop, covered his face tightly with his hands, and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming and Yan Xuyang on the side hurried forward and carefully put Old Man Han down from Boss Han's back.

At this time, Jiang Jiyuan hurriedly found a piece of wood, walked over to the crowd and said, "Let's help carry the uncle back and arrange his funeral!"

However, Mrs. Han seemed not to have heard anything and continued to sit on the ground in a daze.

After a long while, she finally woke up as if from a dream, staggered to her feet, and then suddenly threw herself in front of Mr. Jiang Liu as if she was grabbing the last straw.

He kowtowed vigorously, begging with tears in his eyes: "They say you are a miracle doctor, please save my child's father... I am willing to do anything to save him... Our whole family will work like slaves to repay you..."

Facing such a sad request from Mrs. Han, Mr. Jiang Liu felt a pang of grief in his heart, but he knew that he was powerless to save the situation. He could only helplessly help Mrs. Han up and comforted her softly: "Old sister-in-law, please accept my condolences..."

Mrs. Han suddenly closed her eyes and her whole body fell backwards as if it had lost support.

In a flash, Yan Xuyang rushed forward and firmly supported the staggering old lady Han, thus avoiding a possible accident.

At this time, people around heard the screams from Old Lady Han and rushed out of their homes.

When they saw the condition of Old Man Han, they were all shocked and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

It turned out that during the thrilling bombing last night, everyone found that most of the shells fell as densely as raindrops on the villa area in the distance.

In comparison, only a few places in the area where they were located were affected by the bombing.

However, what no one expected was that Old Man Han would be so seriously injured in this catastrophe.

"Brother Han, I see your house didn't seem to be hit by the explosion. How come Uncle Han was injured so badly by the iron piece?"

Liu Jianye quickly ran to Han Mao's side, stretched out his hand to help support Han Mao, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

When Han Mao heard this, tears instantly welled up in his eyes. He choked and cried to Liu Jianye, "Oh! Yesterday was my aunt's birthday. Our family went to the banquet happily, but we never thought we would encounter such a sudden disaster! I don't even know where my wife and children are?" Han Mao was already sobbing after he finished speaking, and his grief was beyond words.

Jiang Jiyun hurriedly brought an old medicine box filled with medicines and medical instruments, carefully placed it on the table, then turned to Jiang Wenming and shouted, "Come and help, roll up Han Mao's trouser legs and check the condition of his wound."

Jiang Wenming walked quickly to Han Mao's side, bent down and tried to roll up Han Mao's trouser legs.

But as soon as his hand touched the fabric, he felt something strange. He frowned, shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't roll it up. The pants are soaked in blood and frozen. Now they are as hard as a board. I can only cut the trouser legs open."

Hearing this, Jiang Jiyun quickly took out a pair of sharp scissors from the medicine box and handed them to Jiang Wenming.

After taking the scissors, Jiang Wenming took a deep breath, gripped the handles tightly with both hands, and then cut Han Mao's trouser legs hard.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the originally tight trouser leg was instantly cut open. Everyone gathered around, and when they finally saw the injury on Han Mao's leg, they couldn't help but scream.

"Ouch! My God, how could this child be so badly injured?" Someone gasped and looked at Han Mao's bloody calf in shock.

"That's right. And I heard that he ran all the way back carrying Old Man Han on his back..." another person added, his tone full of admiration and sympathy.

"Can this leg be cured? Will he become disabled?" Worried voices came from the crowd, and everyone was worried about this brave and strong man.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang Liu walked over quickly and began to treat Han Mao's wound with a serious expression.

Han Mao, who was standing by, stared at his injured leg with a hollow look in his eyes, muttering to himself, "Strange, why can't I feel any pain at all?"

Liu Jianye, who was standing nearby, looked at the honest and simple neighbor with pity and worry, and said softly: "Brother, you were only thinking about bringing Han Bo back safely, so you didn't care about feeling the pain at that time. But now, do you feel it?"

After hearing this, Han Mao nodded slightly at first, then his expression became very nervous, and he stammered, "Now... now it's starting to hurt. Doctor Jiang, you have to save my leg! It must not be disabled! Our family is counting on my leg to go out and earn money to support the family. If I lose this leg, what will happen to my wife and children!" As he spoke, his eyes gradually turned red and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

The woman behind the crowd was holding her child in a panic and heard Han Mao's voice and asked anxiously.