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Under him, she could feel that Leon's heart was still beating, but he had obviously lost consciousness.

Katina finally stood up and kept her vision clear, then she realized how tragic the consequences of the tornado were.

Leon's originally smooth back was now like an oil painting splashed by a child.

The red was arterial blood, the dark red was venous blood, the pink was cut muscle, the yellow was subcutaneous fat, the purple was bruises left by the impact, and the brown was mud.

Katina used all her strength to put Leon's arm on her back.

She considered whether to seek help herself and then come back to find Leon, but she was more afraid of leaving Leon here alone, which would lead to other dangers.

What if the tornado came back? What if they encountered a hungry wild dog?

Maybe this was not the best solution, but she had only one simple idea, which was to take Leon away from here.

At this time, the police station was in a mess. Because of the sudden tornado disaster, the 911 number was almost blown up.

And Taylor had left the police station as soon as the tornado disaster occurred.

The location of the tornado was not far from where they lived.

And today Katina said that they were going out to shoot a video. The worse news was that neither Katina's phone nor Leon's phone could be dialed.

Although the phone could not be dialed, it might be that the nearby signal tower was damaged, but Taylor still couldn't calm down.

He turned the throttle of the motorcycle to the bottom, intending to go to the places where his sister might go one by one to look for her.

On the other hand, as soon as Sheila got off the plane, she received news of a tornado disaster near the town where she lived.

She called Leon as soon as possible, but couldn't get through.

After thinking for a moment, she called Charles again, and this time it was connected.

But her mood became even heavier, because this meant that the town did not lose mobile signals on a large scale, but Leon's was lost, which could only mean that he was in a very dangerous place.

"Hey, Charles, is Leon with you?"

On the phone, Charles' voice was also a little anxious.

"No, I just went to his house to look for him, and there was no one there. I clearly saw him in the yard this morning, so he should have gone out."

"I just found Uncle Wilson, and we are going to look for him together."

After hanging up the phone, Silla immediately thought of another number.

Soon, the fire department of Hillsboro received an emergency notice to conduct search and rescue work in the tornado area.

"Captain, it's just an EF1 tornado, with a maximum wind speed of about 150 kilometers per hour. The meteorological department said it didn't seem to pass through residential areas. Except for those unlucky people who happened to hit it, there shouldn't be any casualties, right? Do we need to go out in full force?"

"Mike, I hope you can speed up your actions before you stop your chattering. Similarly, you only need to know that this is an order from your superiors, and you don't need to think so much."

"Okay, okay, who said it's our duty to save people from danger?"

Taylor forcibly suppressed his irritability, and finally saw a "conjoined zombie" slowly moving towards the road on the grass before the tires started smoking.

He hurriedly left the car and ran over there.

At this time, Katina's hair was messy like a ball of wool played by a cat. The originally white T-shirt was now stained brown by the mud in front and red by the blood on the back.

There were bloodstains all over her arms and legs.

And Leon, who she was carrying, was completely unbearable to look at, with wounds and dried blood all over his body.

Taylor rushed over and wanted to lay Leon flat on the ground and perform some necessary first aid measures.

At this time, Katina had not even reacted yet, and her body subconsciously wanted to resist Taylor's touch on Leon.

After she finally realized that she had been saved, she only had time to say "help!" and then fainted.

Although Katina was his sister, Taylor could clearly tell at this time that Leon was more seriously injured.

Just from the distribution of injuries on the two people, he could see that Leon must have borne most of the injuries for his sister.

He first checked Leon's vital signs. Fortunately, although his breathing was a little weak, his heartbeat was still stable.

And although the wound on his back looked terrible, in fact, the most fatal blood loss seemed to have stopped partly.

After he reported the coordinates, he was worrying about how to send the two people to the hospital in the shortest time, and the fire sirens also sounded.

When he was sent to the hospital, even the doctor was quite surprised that some of Li Ang's small wounds had healed.

The location of the injury to the artery was also due to the body's self-healing ability, which prevented his blood loss from being so fast.

It took half a day to clean the wound on his back, and the wound was sutured with more than 30 stitches.

Fortunately, after a comprehensive assessment, the wound on Li Ang's back looked terrible, but in fact it was not a serious wound.

There was no sign of damage to the bones and internal organs.

In this case, apart from disinfecting the wound and using some anti-inflammatory drugs, there is not much else to do. You can only wait for the body to heal itself.

When Li Ang finally regained consciousness, he had been unconscious on the bed for a day and a night.

He was almost wrapped up like a dumpling, with an IV drip in his hand. There were many people sitting in the ward.

"It's moving, it's moving."

The person who spoke was Charles. He looked at Li Ang's eyelids with some surprise.

Soon, the people who were originally scattered around the ward all gathered around at once.

Sheila, Katina, Taylor, Charles, the Eric brothers, and Uncle Wilson were all present.

For example, Sheila, Katina, Taylor and Charles did not leave the hospital last night and kept waiting here.

Li Ang opened his eyes, pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a weak voice:

"I feel good now, but I'm a little hungry."

When he was lying on the bed, he naturally couldn't eat, and could only rely on glucose injections to maintain energy intake, which greatly affected the speed of his wound recovery.

After a while, all kinds of food were delivered.

Katina was holding a bowl of seafood pumpkin soup and was about to feed it to Leon, but Sheila next to her reminded:

"The wound on your arm hasn't healed yet, let me do it."

"But Miss Sheila, you didn't get a good rest last night, so you should take a break."

The two people's eyes collided in the air, and finally Charles fed the pumpkin soup to Leon's mouth.

While drinking the seafood pumpkin soup, Leon divided some of his energy and looked at his attribute panel.

Although this tornado tossed him half to death, he seemed to have gained a lot.