When she held the little black cat in her arms, she found that its leg was indeed broken, and the wound was bleeding slightly.
"Let’s go to the hospital," she decided immediately.
...
After returning home from the pet hospital, Shi Wangyue found the workers cleaning at home, and many party decorations inside and outside the villa had yet to be removed.
He glanced around briefly and then stepped over the scattered petals to go upstairs to find his father.
The first thing Shi Wangyue does every day after school is to see what his father is up to.
Today there was a party at home, so his father should be in the room, he guessed.
However, when he got upstairs and opened his father’s door, he found the room quiet and empty.
When he backed out of his father’s room, Liu Susu happened to come up from downstairs.
"Why are you home so late today?"
"Went to the pet hospital, where’s dad?"
"Isn’t he in his room watching TV?" Liu Susu rubbed her hands, "What did you go to the pet hospital for?"
She must have just washed her hands and was applying hand cream.
"Dad’s not in his room."
The teenager was going through a voice change; his voice was rough and unpleasant. Every time he spoke, he felt like gravel scraping against gears.
That’s why he spoke even less during his voice change.
"Where else could he be if not in his room?" Liu Susu was taken aback.
"When did you last see him?" the boy’s gaze was heavy.
"At noon. I brought him some food, and he was still in his room watching cartoons then."
Shi Wangyue didn’t ask any more questions and turned to look for his father.
He carefully searched the floor they lived on first but found nothing. Then he went to the backyard garden downstairs to look.
As the sun set, the sky filled with evening glow and soon, the garden behind the Shi family’s villa began to darken.
"Dad." The boy parted the shrubs in the garden, calling out again and again for the white fat man.
After searching for so long without finding the fool, Liu Susu also grew anxious and started looking for Shi Tingsong in the garden.
When the last ray of sunset disappeared on the horizon.
Shi Wangyue found his father, whom he had been looking for, in a small alleyway between the villa and the back house.
At the moment he saw him, the boy felt ice-cold all over. Then he shouted, "Mom, hurry, get a light!"
The sharp, desperate cry was like a small animal on the brink of despair, shocking Liu Susu who followed behind him.
"What do you need the light for?"
"Quick, get a light." Shi Wangyue charged into the alleyway without turning back, which was very narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass through.
His forceful rush into the alleyway scraped both sides of his arms instantly.
The summer uniform of No. 3 Middle School, the top was a short-sleeved white shirt.
Liu Susu, seeing her son’s panicked demeanor, squeezed through the gap and saw the twisted youth lying in the alley.
She immediately ran back into the house to get a flashlight.
When she squeezed into the alley with the flashlight, she was shaking in fear as well.
It turned out, Shi Tingsong had fallen from upstairs and landed in this alley.
He fell heavily, and blood continuously spilled from his nose and mouth, already covering the ground.
Liu Susu had never seen someone fall so severely or seen so much blood. Trembling, she asked her son, who remained still in front of Shi Tingsong.
"How is he?"
The son didn’t speak, so she continued, "Let’s get someone to carry him away."
Only then did Shi Wangyue react, turning to shout at her, "Carry what, carry! Help me now, let’s take him to the hospital; if we don’t, he’ll die."
The flashlight in Liu Susu’s hand happened to shine on the boy’s pale face.
His eyes were bloodshot, tear-stained, and he was a pitiful sight.
...
You Guang had just finished dinner at home when she received a call from a child crying uncontrollably, "Sister, Dad fell from upstairs, was really hurt, covered in blood, we’re heading to the hospital now."
She hung up and instructed the driver to take her to the hospital.
When she arrived at the hospital.
The boy was sitting motionless at the surgery room door, his white school uniform stained with blood, his face, hands, feet all covered in blood, his arms scraped and blood seeping through densely.
She walked up beside him, her hand just touching his shoulder, his thin, almost bony body quivered.
Only then did You Guang realize the child was frozen stiff.
At that moment, the door to the surgery room opened, and the doctor in a white coat came out, taking off his mask.