Chen Jiagui had blood in the corners of his mouth. He had blood and dirt on his body. He was naked and had a blade in his shoulder. He kept bleeding. His eyes looked scary, stunned, and red. They were no longer human eyes.
The man who was attacked by Chen Jiagui covered his wound. The old man held the child.
"Let's go to the hospital! Stop beating him!" the old man shouted.
"OK." The man immediately ran off.
"Sis, what's wrong with him?" Chen Zhou asked as he was looking at Chen Jiagui.
"I don't know. He's dangerous. Don't go anywhere close to him," Chen Ying said.
Anyone could see Chen Jiagui was not normal.
"He's gone mad. Don't get close to him," the injured man said.
"Where are you going?" the old man anxiously asked.
"Let's go to Yao's clinic first," the injured man said.
"Don't you want to go to the hospital?" asked the old man.
"The hospital is too far," said the injured man.
