Chapter 3629 Come and Give Me a Hand

If there is blood, someone must be injured, or even worse.

They didn't dare to think about it, and dug down decisively. After a long time, they found nothing but some torn clothes.

"Han." Zhuo Ran grabbed the cloth and knew it was Xiao Mohan's without thinking.

Except for Xiao Mohan, everyone else's clothes were the same, and the shoulder that Xiao Ran touched told them that Xiao Mohan might have really been blown to pieces.

"How could this happen?" Han Changqing couldn't believe it.

He fell to the ground, and he was dumbfounded.

Zhou Zihao raised his foot and kicked the dirt on the ground angrily, venting his anger and saying, "Fuck, where was I at that time? If I was there, I would not let the chief get into trouble even if I died."

Although he said this, if Qingting heard it, he would definitely be angry.

However, he would rather exchange his life for Xiao Mohan's.

"Pah" At this time, the sound of someone lighting a cigarette sounded, and Gu Chengdong said in a deep voice: "Still smoking, what are you smoking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone said in unison: "Who is smoking, no one is smoking."

Gu Chengdong looked around at everyone and found that no one was smoking.

And there was a reflection on the ground that was stretched out and reflected on the ground. They looked over and saw Xiao Mohan leaning there, standing there with a cigarette between his fingertips.

"Come and help me." Xiao Mohan said hoarsely.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, and blood dripped down his arm. It was obvious that he was blown up hard, but not to the point of losing his life. He was just in too much pain, and just picked up Zhou Zihao's cigarette on the ground and took a puff.

"Han." Zhuo Qi rushed over.

But Xiao Ran reacted the fastest, reaching out to grab him, fearing that he would be impulsive.

"What's going on?" Gu Chengdong asked in a deep voice.

Looking at Xiao Mohan in front of him, he felt a little unreal, as if he was dreaming.

"I threw the bomb wrapped in clothes and threw it away, which injured my arm." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. He was unconscious for a long time because of the pain caused by the injury.

He was blown away and fell out of a valley, which blocked his tall body, so they didn't look for him.

Gu Chengdong stood there and said, "It's good that you're okay."

"Come on, help me." Xiao Mohan put out the cigarette and said in a deep voice.

Han Changqing also stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to support him, and was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"I'm fine." Xiao Mohan said, making Han Changqing, a big man, cry. He didn't say anything, just laughed and helped Xiao Mohan to walk forward.

After checking the wound, he found that the wound was quite deep and his arm was a little bloody.

"Go back and deal with it first, the bleeding has stopped." Xiao Mohan said.

Although he was injured, he had a good physique. He was supported all the way back, and his pace did not slow down at all. After returning, Xiao Mojin first held a meeting and asked Zhou Zihao to notify everyone, unless there was danger.

At that moment, as if relieved, the wound on his arm became more painful.

"Bear it." Gu Chengdong said.

He scraped off all the bloody flesh with a sharp dagger, and soon the military doctor came over and treated his wound. It was not convenient to go to the hospital, so he used white wine to disinfect it.

"Hiss." Xiao Mohan frowned, he looked at the wound deeply, and remained silent.

But the pain was imaginable, but he didn't say a word.

"Continue." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

The military doctor continued to treat his wound, but his hands were shaking, and he said in a deep voice: "Chief, it may hurt more later."