Among the medical students, Song Qingyuan's medical skills were not bad. After examining the Horse Stealer, he said, "The bones in his back where the horse stepped on are shattered. He can't recover. He will be bedridden for the rest of his life."
One could imagine the feeling of something weighing 800 to 900 kilograms smashing on your back.
The Horse Stealer had just woken up in a daze. When he heard this, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted again.
Song Qingyuan said to another Horse Stealer, "Hurry up and send him to the medical center. Otherwise, he'll die from excessive blood loss."
The Horse Stealer didn't dare to delay since it was a matter of life and death. He hurriedly found someone to help him carry the fainted to the medical center.
On the other side, Chu Xuyuan helped Chu Xuyao onto the horse and then got on it himself. Finally, he waved at Song Qingyuan. "Senior Brother Song, get on the horse. Let's go."
