After a while, Wang Fugui came to the infirmary.

Looking at the injured villagers on the bed, Wang Fugui looked at the two people next to him with a puzzled look.

It was learned from the two people that the injured villager was injured by the two middle-aged men who had just left.

When Wang Fugui heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry.

He didn't expect the other party to go too far and didn't even think about the consequences of doing so.

But now, the most important thing is to treat the villagers' injuries.

After some inspection, Wang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Fortunately, it's just some skin trauma, and it doesn't hurt any important damage."

"Jingru, go and get more gauze."

Wang Fugui said.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingru immediately pulled four bundles of gauze from outside.

The villagers were mainly beaten, but fortunately nothing was wrong.

It's just that my scalp was broken a few parts.

After some treatment, the blood was stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Fugui wrapped gauze several circles around the villagers' heads.
Chapter completed!