Chapter 23 Wei Yu is paralyzed for life
Cheng Jingxue and the people in Forged Iron Villa all disappeared.
Only the shivering innkeepers and the Changlong escorts were left in the hall.
Luo Qiang's face was livid, obviously angry at Cheng Jingxue's diversion of trouble just now and the tyranny of Forged Iron Villa.
"Xiao Ya, thanks to you this time!" Luo Qiang said to Zhao Ya.
He had seen the scene just now. If Zhao Ya hadn't reacted in time and kicked the table away, it is estimated that not many of these thieves would have been able to stand and talk.
At the same time, all the executioners also reacted and thanked Zhao Ya one after another.
Zhao Ya waved his hand, "We are all brothers who eat from the same pot. You're welcome. Let's see how Wei Yu is doing!"
This sentence reminded everyone, Luo Qiang quickly came to Wei Yu and leaned over to check.
At this time, Wei Yu had slowly woken up, but still couldn't get up. He could only look at Luo Qiang with pleading and guilty eyes.
"Uncle Luo..."
Luo Qiang waved his hand, "No need to say more, healing is important right now."
As he spoke, he took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and fed Wei Yu to drink it.
After a while, Wei Yu felt a heat rising from his abdomen, and the pain in his chest, abdomen and back were significantly relieved.
Wei Yu breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to sit up, but at this time he was horrified to find that he couldn't control himself at all below his chest.
He pinched his thigh with his hand in disbelief, but still felt nothing.
In an instant, Wei Yu's complexion became paler than paper.
"Uncle Luo, what's wrong with me? Why don't I even have any feeling in my legs?"
The executioners also gathered around at this time, and they were all shocked when they heard Wei Yu's words.
Luo Qiang was very calm.
"It's okay. He probably injured his muscles and bones. He will recover after a few days of rest."
"Really? Uncle Luo, are you sure?" Wei Yu desperately asked Luo Qiang, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
But Luo Qiang did not answer directly. Instead, he turned to the inn clerk and said, "Please find a wide wooden board."
"Okay!" The waiter responded and hurried out.
After a while, the waiter came in carrying a door panel, "Luo Biaotou, is this okay?"
"Okay, two people will lift Wei Yu onto the wooden board. Remember to be careful and don't shake him."
Two workers came forward and carefully lifted Wei Yu from the ground, and then gently placed him on the door panel.
"Uncle Luo, is my leg really still okay?" Wei Yu asked with fear.
Because during the lifting process, Wei Yu discovered that he had no feeling at all below his chest, which frightened him to the extreme.
"Take good care of yourself and don't think too much. You should be fine!" Luo Qiang comforted him softly, then winked at the two attackers.
The two men lifted the door panel and took Wei Yu back to the house.
Looking at Wei Yu who left in panic, Zhao Ya couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Just now, Wei Yu walked in by himself. He was so high-spirited at that time, but in the blink of an eye, he ended up being carried out.
And unlike others, Zhao Ya was keenly aware of the worry in Luo Qiang's eyes after checking Wei Yu's injuries.
You must know that although Zhao Ya was far away at the time, he could see clearly.
The strong man from the Forged Iron Villa kicked Wei Yu's chest and abdomen with his knee.
The force was so great that Wei Yu was kicked out and then hit the wall hard, causing very serious secondary injuries.
Others don't know much about this, but Zhao Ya comes from time travel. With modern medical knowledge, he is naturally very aware of the seriousness of this kind of injury.
A little carelessness may injure the spinal cord, resulting in paralysis of the lower limbs.
Sure enough, Wei Yu's performance also confirmed Zhao Ya's guess.
He completely lost all feeling below his chest. This was not a minor injury that could be recovered in a few days.
If it gets better, it will end in lifelong paralysis.
After this incident, Zhao Ya had a more intuitive impression of the chaos of this world and the dangers of the world.
After Wei Yu was carried away, Luo Qiang looked solemn.
"This place is not a place to stay for a long time, so we must leave as soon as possible."
"Now that Wei Yu is seriously injured, he will definitely not be able to leave, so we have to leave two people here to take care of him. After our escort is over, we will go back together when we return. Which of you is willing to stay?"
No one spoke.
The people who were usually good friends with Wei Yu all fell silent.
No one is a fool, and they can naturally see how seriously Wei Yu is injured now.
And with such a serious injury, it was hard to say whether Wei Yu could stand up, let alone practice martial arts.
To put it bluntly, Wei Yu's martial arts future may be ruined directly.
In this way, the people who are usually good friends with him naturally have their own considerations.
Without use value, who would want to stay and serve a paralyzed person?
Seeing that everyone was silent, Luo Qiang was not surprised and simply called them by name.
"Luo Feng, you stay and take care of Wei Yu."
"Yes!" Luo Feng looked bitter.
Although he really didn't want to take this job, he didn't dare not listen to his second uncle Luo Qiang's words, so he could only hold his nose and comply.
At this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly said: "How about I stay too."
Even Luo Qiang was a little surprised when he heard what he said.
After all, the relationship between Zhao Ya and Wei Yu is not that good.
Luo Feng shouted excitedly, "Brother Zhao!"
He thought that Zhao Ya stayed here purely for his own sake, so he was naturally very grateful.
Zhao Ya smiled at him, and then said to Luo Qiang: "Uncle Luo, I think it would be too lonely for Luo Feng to stay alone. There is someone to take care of us."
Luo Qiang glanced at Zhao Ya approvingly, and then nodded.
"Okay, then you can stay. The others will pack their things and follow me."
The snow had stopped at this time, and everyone in the escort quickly packed up their things, then left the inn and rushed towards their destination.
"Brother Zhao, I really want to thank you this time. It would be really boring if I were left alone to take care of Wei Yu." Luo Feng thanked him sincerely.
Zhao Ya smiled and said, "Okay, there's no need to say anything like this. Let's go back and see how Wei Yu is doing."
After returning to the room, he saw Wei Yu lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, not even looking over when he heard footsteps.
"Wei Yu, are you hungry? How about I go ask the kitchen to make you something to eat?" Zhao Ya came to the bedside and asked softly.
Although it had only been half a day, Wei Yu's eye sockets were sunken and his complexion was sallow, and he still had no trace of the high spirits he had before.
Hearing Zhao Ya's question, Wei Yu gently shook his head, "I don't want to eat anything."
"Why don't you eat something? If you don't eat, how will your injuries heal?" Luo Feng also advised at this time.
But these words stirred up a hornet's nest, and Wei Yu's tears suddenly fell down.
"Can my injuries still heal?"
Zhao Ya and Luo Feng were both silent, but Zhao Ya comforted him, "Don't worry, it will be fine for sure!"
"Haha, you don't need to comfort me. Now I don't have any feeling in my lower body. I will definitely not get better. It's all my fault that I was obsessed with sex and actually listened to the words of that witch..." Wei Yu said with tears in his eyes.
Zhao Ya and Luo Feng could only comfort them with kind words.
The whole day passed like this. At night, Wei Yu reluctantly drank a few mouthfuls of noodle soup, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.
After Zhao Ya and Luo Feng exchanged a few words, they also slept in their clothes.
Soon, there were snoring sounds in the room.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Suddenly, Zhao Ya sat up and got out of bed quietly.