Chapter 2322

"He just ran away, in that direction." Hanwen reached for the place where the boy left.

Ye Fei sighed and did not know why he suddenly ran away.

It lasted nearly two hours, and the party was busy. Chu Zheng, Black Hawk and others were all tired and sweating, sitting in the corner panting.

Ye Fei knows that even if they are full today, there will be tomorrow and next year.

Some people may say that there are so many people in the world who are short of food and warm clothes. When can we finish helping them out.

But in the end, she felt that since she met, she should try her best. Maybe she could not save all the people, but it would be a good thing to let some people continue their lives.

Seeing what Su Mo Han and black eagle are talking about, ye Fei takes the calligraphy and rushes away.

"How about it? Is there any progress? "

"Well, I heard that it was one of the few rich families in this village who carried the boy back to Asia. After being carried in, they have never been carried out again." The Black Hawk spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Fei's heart is also some heavy, still insisted: "position know?"

"Well, it's confirmed. It's about 20 minutes' drive. I'm going to wait and see if I can get any more information. I'm going to leave in half an hour."

Ye Fei did not refuse, and she took the calligraphy and went back to the shady place to sit down.

Not long ago, the child just went back and forth, hiding behind a wall, quietly put out his head, looking at Ye Fei and Hanwen, still a little timid.

Ye Fei looks up, and he immediately shrinks back and hides himself more hidden.

"Why are you hiding there?" he said, sweating? Aren't you hot? Would you like to come and sit down... "

The child did not understand what he was saying, but understood that he should be talking to him. He fixed his eyes on the calligraphy and said nothing.

"Numb, the corners of his eyes are bleeding." Hanwen turns to look at Ye Fei and points to the boy.

Ye Fei gets up and takes him to his side to sit down. The boy is still very nervous, and sits between Ye Fei and Hanwen.

Ye Fei sighed and turned out the sterilized cotton ball. She said in a warm voice: "it may hurt a little. You can bear it."

The boy stares at the round eyes and looks at Ye Fei without blinking. The translator on the side is doing his best to translate for ye Fei.

"Why are you alone, your mother?" Ye Fei gently asked, remembering that black eagle had just said that his mother was in.

The boy did not answer, quiet and clever.

What did the translator say to him? He was always timid. At most, he just nodded.

After carefully disinfecting the wound for him, ye Fei carefully pasted a bandage around the corner of his eye and rubbed some ointment on his body. Finally, she took up the small hands floating around, put them on her legs, and carefully pasted several small bandages.

Hanwen had been squatting beside her, dragging his chin without making a sound.

The boy quietly looked up at her, looked at the Hanwen, pointed to the medicine box, and the translator asked, "do you want a medicine box?"

The boy finally nodded, and the translation was in a bit of a dilemma.

Ye Fei Wen said: "give it to him. His mother must be ill."

Although the boy has been very shy, but from a simple conversation, ye Fei still knows that he is not five or six years old, but is already nine years old. It is just because of long-term malnutrition that he looks very small, which makes her feel more sad.