Among the crowd, Zhou Jimo saw Gu Ruojiao at a glance.
She was surrounded by many people, and her arms were covered in blood, dripping from her fingertips to the ground.
We are all still students and feel at a loss when facing such a scene.
"Get out of the way."
Zhou Jimo squeezed into the crowd without even thinking.
"Don't touch her!"
He shouted sternly to stop someone who wanted to help Gu Ruojiao.
Then he squatted down in front of her and quickly checked the injuries on her body that were scratched by the glass.
Most of them are small, shallow wounds, probably caused by ejected glass fragments.
The most serious ones were probably on the legs and arms. There were big cuts on the outside of the calf, and blood was still flowing out.
There was a piece of glass as big as a fingernail embedded in the flesh of his arm.
Other than that, there were no fatal wounds.
Zhou already breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly glanced at Gu Ruojiao.
The little girl's eyes were sore and red, and she was bursting into tears, but she resisted crying.
"Can you stand up?"
"Um."
There was a hint of crying in her nasal voice.
Just as he was about to stand up, he took a deep breath.
Zhou Jimo glanced at her, then bent down and picked her up.
Huang Dongyuan and Leizi were helping to clear the way.
"Stop standing around and get out of the way."
Halfway through, the teachers hurried over and some of them followed behind and went to the infirmary.
Others went to Class A to check the situation.
When they arrived at the infirmary, Zhou Jimo said directly: "Stop her bleeding first. Her wound is relatively large and she needs to go to the hospital for stitches."
The school doctor glanced at it and quickly gave Gu Ruojiao a simple treatment.
Lin Shaoling was also injured, but because of Gu Ruojiao's protection, she was not seriously injured.
After seeing Gu Ruojiao's wounds, she cried more sadly than anyone else.
Gu Ruojiao, who could barely hold back her tears, started to shed tears again.
Zhou Jimo took a look and winked at Huang Dongyuan.
Huang Dongyuan immediately pulled Lin Shaoling aside and started coaxing him stammeringly.
However, when going to the hospital, Gu Ruojiao grabbed Zhou Jimo's school uniform in fear.
Although she didn't say a word, Zhou Jimo could tell that she was scared.
The teacher didn't notice: "Can Mr. Gu walk by himself?"
Gu Ruojiao: "I..."
She glanced at Zhou Yimo and hummed in a low voice.
Zhou Jimo glanced at the injury on her leg and remained silent.
moment.
Zhou Jimo: "She can't walk, let me carry her out."
Teacher: "Okay, don't worry, I'm going to drive now."
After saying that, the teacher left first.
Zhou Jimo bent down and picked her up while avoiding her wounds.
Sure enough, I could smell the faint milk smell coming from her body again.
She is very light and soft and effortless to hold.
Zhou Jimo remembered the porcelain doll Huang Dongyuan talked about for some reason.
It really gave him the illusion that if it was a little heavier, she would be broken.
As soon as we arrived at the school gate, the teacher's car had already been parked.
Zhou Jimo carefully put her in. Just as he was about to leave, he felt a tug.
She was still holding on to his school uniform.
She seemed to have noticed it, and wanted to let go angrily.
But before she let go completely, she grabbed it again.
"Can you...can you go with me?" There was a hint of crying in her timid voice, "I'm scared."
After hearing this, the teacher looked back and said, "Then... you can get in the car too."
Zhou Jimo raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Ruojiao.
After a while, I got in the car.
We arrived at the hospital soon.
The teacher ran ahead and took them to the emergency room.
While suturing the wound and removing the glass fragments, Gu Ruojiao finally couldn't hold herself any longer, and tears fell down her cheeks.
Zhou Jimo was sitting on the stool opposite, watching her cry until her eyes and nose were red.
