Chapter 297


    Chapter 297 He Was Injured?


    Uncle Zhang was still alive, but he had fallen into aa and had to be sent to the hospital


    immediately. As for his legs, both of them might be going to be crippled. “How could this be…” Lyra


    couldn’t control her tears and flowed down. Hank grabbed her from behind and held her arm.


    “He just went in, and then he woulde out to see me. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have pestered him. If I


    hadn’t said so much, he wouldn’t have gone in, and he wouldn’t have be like this.” Uncle Zhang


    had helped her so many times, but she had harmed him to this extent. Lyra kept crying, her tears


    wetting the man’s shirt. He frowned and pulled her into his arms. His fingers were holding Lyra’s neck


    from behind, and he said in a deep voice, “This is not something you can stop.” Lyra cried and cried.


    That night, the whole town was immersed in the dust of the earthquake. At dawn, everyone


    spontaneously helped, either to take care of the children or to help move things. Lyra stood at the door


    of Uncle Zhang’s house, looking at the ruins, her eyes still red. “Ms. Jones, please go over there for


    breakfast.” Because of the earthquake, the entire vige was isted from the outside world, and the


    city’s rescue cars were blocked at the foot of the mountain.


    The hospital at the entrance of the vige was overcrowded. The scene was extremely deste.


    Lyra listened to Keith and turned her head. “Thank you, but I have no appetite.”


    “Ms. Jones, you’d better go over.” Keith lowered his voice and spoke to Lyra again.


    Lyra frowned, moved her feet, and slowly and firmly walked towards Hank.


    Keith heaved a sigh of relief.


    She walked faster and faster until she was in front of Hank. “You’ve been helping the people here all


    these years. Why?” “Eat first,” Hank said as he handed her the porridge he had prepared. “You speak


    first!” As she spoke, she saw the bearded uncle bring two children over. One of them was the child who


    had sent Hank a windmill yesterday.


    He was still wearing a hat, covering the scars on his face. His gaze was evasive, not daring to meet


    Lyra’s eyes. It was the child who smiled sweetly at Lyra, his ignorant eyes filled with innocence. “After


    experiencing this, everyone only wants to get better as soon as possible. If you have anything to ask,


    let’s talk about it when we get back.” Lyra held the bowl of porridge and kept silent. How could she not


    know that there must be a deep hatred behind all this? In this situation, Lyra was unable to ask. “Not


    good, the bridge has copsed!” Lyra followed everyone’s gaze and looked over. All the cars


    transporting supplies had flipped into the river.


    In other words, if the road was blocked, all of them would be trapped here. Food would be used up and


    medicine would be the rarest!


    “There was a problem with the signal towerst night. Now even the only way is broken. What should


    we do?”


    The people around were all panicked.


    With the ruins and wastnd everywhere, the whole vige became more and more negative The


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    vigers who were helping others stopped moving.


    In adversity, humanity was exposed the most.


    “Mr. Barnwell, there is no signal on the phone at all. ording to the intensity of the earthquakest


    night, it should not have reached such a level.” Keith pondered. And after the earthquake, the rescue


    team should have arrived long ago.


    The current situation gave people a very bad feeling. “Someone is behind the scenes.” “In the short


    term, we can’t go back.” Hank frowned. The situation was getting worse, to the point where there was


    no ce to sleep at night.


    As the night deepened, the vigers each found their own ce.


    However, none of them dared to return to the buildings, fearing that there would be another


    earthquake. Lyra had no ce to go, so she sat in the temporary tent near the inn. In the distance,


    Hank walked over, and the moonlight pulled his figure out.


    “Here.”


    He handed over a can of coffee.


    “I don’t want it.” Lyra was stunned.


    “You haven’t had any water for the whole afternoon.” “I’m not thirsty,” Lyra said, shaking her head.


    “Drink it, or I’ll pour it,” said Hank as he opened the can of coffee.


    “You…”


    Lyra had no choice but to take it. She took a sip and fell silent.


    “Don’t worry about Uncle Zhang. The doctor said that he was just unconscious and his life is not in


    danger,” Hank said as he looked at the children in the distance.


    His tone sounded very mncholic, very different from his usual style. “You are very concerned about


    Uncle Zhang,” Lyra turned to look at him and frowned. Hank nodded, “He is Sister Zhang’s older


    brother.” Only now did Lyra remember. No wonder she felt a little familiar when she first met Uncle


    Zhang. It was because he looked a little simr to Sister Zhang.


    “So you two had known each other for a long time.” Lyra pursed her lips. The guilt in her heart became


    even heavier. She had been too impulsivest night to actually say those kinds of words to Uncle


    Zhang. If he never woke up again, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life. “What do you want to


    ask? Go ahead.”


    His deep voice entered Lyra’s ears, tugging at her heartstrings. “I won’t ask anymore.” Lyra lowered her


    head. The photo had also been burned away. Hank was not from this vige. If she asked him, what


    could she get? The people beside them stopped moving.


    The night deepened. Hank suddenly got up and grabbed Lyra.


    “Where are you going?” “If you want to sleep in the wild, I have no objections.” Following his words,


    Lyra slowly moved her feet and followed. On the other side, there was a figure hiding behind the inn,


    watching them all the time. Lyra was brought to the square behind Hope Primary School. There were


    already some vigers gathered here, and some people spontaneously brought some usable bedding.


    Hank’s car was parked in the corner.


    He opened the car door. The bedding was already prepared inside. “You sleep inside.


    I’ll guard outside.” Even if there were any aftershocks, he would ensure her safety. “I won’t…” Lyra


    frowned. Before she could finish speaking, she was already pulled over by Hank. The distance


    between the two of them suddenly closed, and his voice was low and charming. “Or do you want to


    sleep in there with me?” “Don’t talk nonsense,” Lyra suddenly pushed him away.


    It was because of him that she was recognized by the bearded uncle as Alma. For a moment, she felt


    that this matter was very suspicious. She could only wait until Uncle Zhang woke up to get the answer.


    It was just a light push, but unexpectedly, Hank did not move for a long time. He looked like he was


    enduring some pain.


    “Mr. Barnwell!” Keith ran over from the side and said worriedly, “You still have injuries on your back.” He


    was injured? Only now did Lyra remember that when Hank rescued her from the hotel, something was


    not quite right.


    “It’s fine.” He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Lyra, and there was a forced smile on his thin lips.


    In the next second, he fell down.