Chapter 297 He's hurt?

Zhang Laobo is still alive, but he is in a coma and must be sent to the hospital immediately.

And his legs, I'm afraid both of them will be wasted.

"How can..." Cindy scott can't control tears.

Thin cool Chen pulled her from behind and imprisoned her arm. "Okay."

"He went in just now, and then he came out to see me. It was my fault. I shouldn't pester him." Cindy scott's body kept shaking. "If I didn't talk so much, he wouldn't go in and it wouldn't become like this."

Zhang Laobo helped her so many times, but she did this to his old man.

Cindy scott couldn't stop crying, and tears dyed the man's shirt wet.

He suddenly frowned and dragged her into his arms. His fingers buckled Cindy scott's neck from behind, and his voice was heavy. "Natural and man-made disasters are not something you can stop."

Cindy scott sobbed and cried.

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