So, Gao Shunyi had originally returned to the village to bring some spare clothes for Li Xiulan, but he ended up bringing an injured person back with him. Gao Taohua hadn't recovered yet, and now there were two more injured persons.
After the doctor from the commune health clinic had set Gao Rusen's ribs and sent him to Li Xiulan's ward, Li Xiulan anxiously asked, "Shunyi, what on earth happened? My goodness, how did it end up like this?"
Gao Shunyi's face was dark with anger; he hadn't kicked that hard, how could it have broken ribs?
But now, he feared the news had already spread throughout the village that he had broken his son's ribs. With a gloomy expression, he said, "How would I know he couldn't take a kick?"
Li Xiulan, enduring the pain, asked with a crying voice, "Son, what on earth happened?"
The nurse, who was about to come in to change the IV fluids, said, "You mustn't cry, you know. You can't let water touch your face, not even tears, or it won't heal."