"Tiantian?! Tiantian!!"
Wu Zhuoya was terrified. She hugged her little girl tightly, checked her breathing, and pinched her philtrum.
Still, He Tiantian remained unconscious.
Because of the unconsciousness, the nose that had just stopped bleeding started dripping blood again.
Wu Zhuoya couldn’t delay any longer and urgently shouted for help, "Someone, come quickly! Help! Help!"
Most of the residents in the family courtyard were working couples, and many adults had already gone to work.
Fortunately, there were still a few housewives around, and not far away, there were sentinels and patrol soldiers.
Hearing the commotion at the He family’s side, everyone hurried over.
Although recently, because of "He Tiantian," a greedy girl, the He family had been much criticized in the compound.
But as long-time neighbors and with both He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya being honest and kind-hearted people.
Suddenly hearing Wu Zhuoya screaming for help, everyone rushed over without a second thought.
"Oh no, what happened to Tiantian? Her face is covered in blood!"
The neighbors were startled by He Tiantian’s dire condition.
They initially thought something had happened to Director Wu, only to find out it was this girl who had an accident.
Seeing the child’s pale face covered in blood and her contorted philtrum, still with no response, everyone’s hearts were raised.
Usually, nobody liked this child much—it couldn’t be helped in these tough times when every household was not well-off.
Their military factory was a little better, with higher wages and better benefits, all kinds of supplies were available.
But many people also had numerous children, some needed to support parents, siblings, or relatives back home, and it took several days before they could eat any meat or fish.
And as soon as meat or fish was cooked at home, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl would squat by the door.
It really put them in a tough position.
Letting her in would surely mean a loss for their own family.
But not letting her in could be slightly embarrassing.
They could ignore a mere girl just brought back from the countryside, but thinking of Secretary He and Director Wu, they found it hard to be too harsh.
Sigh... In the end, to eat something good in their compound, they had to sneak around.
Even their own children, eating a piece of candy or a peach biscuit, would dare not show off outside, for fear that the shameless He Tiantian would snatch it.
Such a child, truly hard for anyone to like.
But it was just dislike, not abhorrence yet.
People in those times were very simple-hearted, all old neighbors, old colleagues.
Seeing Old He’s little girl suddenly , everyone became anxious too.
"Quick! Hurry and take her to the medical room!"
"If that doesn’t work, we can go to the military hospital next door!"
"Yes, yes, don’t delay!"
Everyone was talking at once, rolling up their sleeves, helping carry the girl, quickly sending He Tiantian to the military factory’s medical room.
Though called a medical room, it was actually a small-scale hospital, fully staffed with doctors and nurses.
Seeing a bunch of people rush in, the medical staff quickly came forward.
"...She has severe malnutrition!"
After examining He Tiantian, the doctor said in disbelief.
Currently, the country indeed faced difficulties, some children from rural areas or poor worker’s families suffered from malnutrition.
But, the He family shouldn’t have this issue.
He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya’s positions and ranks aside, all the He children were grown-up.
Those who were working worked, and those who were studying went to university; there wasn’t much burden.
Just this younger daughter living idly at home, how could she become severely malnourished?!
Hearing these words, not to mention Wu Zhuoya, even the neighbors were dumbfounded.
"What? This child is severely malnourished?"
"It can’t be, just last week Old Chen brought a box of braised pork from the canteen, and on the way, Tiantian saw it—she snatched and ate half the box; so much fat there, how could she be malnourished?
"Yes, yes, I know Director Wu truly cares for her child, our factory’s supply store got new peach biscuits, and she bought packs and packs for her children!" And the other three He children were all grownups, individuals who had experienced good food, not competing with the youngest sister for food.
So many greasy snacks mostly ended up in He Tiantian’s stomach.
"Exactly! Secretary He also dotes on this little girl the most, last month going to Capital City, he even brought back quite a few cans especially for Tiantian!"