Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 431 It’s Not Good to Think About Other Men (4)
She poked her head out of the car window, opened her mouth upside down, small drops of winter rain fell into her mouth, and she licked her chapped lips.Suddenly thinking of Zhuo Zhuo, she knew she shouldn't think of her, she just had to wait for Jin Mingheng to save herself.

But after being stunned for two seconds, she got out of the car again and ran to his side.He was still lying on the ground like she had just left, as if he hadn't moved at all. She stood there watching for two seconds, and then walked over.

She knelt down, patted his face, and called, "Excellence?"

This time the voice was not cautious, not afraid, and even less tempting, but a kind of determination, her determination to save him.Regardless of whether she was saved or not, she decided not to stand idly by.

Zhuoyou didn't move or wake up, as if he was dead.She let go of his head, held the flashlight to illuminate his wound, and tried to slowly move his hand away.Without his palm to cover her, she could only see the wound. She didn't know how deep it was, because even the bones were stained with blood.The stickiness glued the blood and the cloth together, and blood gushed out from the wound.

She was scared, but she turned around and went to the car, swept away the broken glass, and found some medicine.It was left over when he treated her hand injury, not much, she sprinkled all the alcohol and medicine on the wound, the pain made him twitch unconsciously.

Song Ning was afraid for a long time, because she didn't know if it would work, and she was afraid when she looked at the blood that was still oozing out after washing with alcohol.He seemed to be in real pain, so there was a moan in his mouth, it was a slight moan at first, and then the moan became extremely tragic.It made her feel that what she was doing now was not saving people, but more like revenge.

After taking off the padded clothes, there was only a bottoming shirt inside. She took it off tremblingly, and wrapped only the padded clothes, then cut the bottoming shirt with a Swiss knife, and then tore it into strips to bind him.

She was also covered with injuries, so the cloth strips were wrapped around his wounds, and they were already stained with blood.But in such a situation, who cares?

Finally, the dressing is over.She was sweating all over, not knowing whether it was from fear, nervousness or busyness.She sat there and looked at him without moving, because she felt that her physical strength was weakening, but she reminded herself that she couldn't sleep.Even if there were no beasts, she might freeze to death in her sleep.

Despite this, she still fell asleep unknowingly, and she was not woken up until the rain became heavier soon after.Subconsciously looking at Zhuo Liang, his coat was completely wet when he touched it.If the coat is wet, the wound will naturally be wet, and the wound will be more serious. Realizing that this is not possible, she tried to move him to the car.

Although the rear end of that car was broken, the glass was shattered, and the frame was completely out of shape, at least it gave some psychological comfort.God knows how she was so weak to move a big guy like him, anyway she got the contents out, cleared some space and stuffed him in.

He has not woken up, and occasionally some groans will come out of his mouth, explaining the fact that he is still alive.She placed her distress flashlight on the roof of the car, which flickered in the darkness, and returned to the car.

At this time, she has lost the joy she had when she just found out that she was still alive, because she didn't know if Zhuo Liang could live, and she didn't know if she could survive until Jin Mingheng came to save her. All she had to do was wait, because she had no physical strength to go on. farther.

Later, Zhuo Liang didn't know if it was in pain, and kept moaning and making some indistinct sounds.Later, she couldn't even hear the voice, only saw him trembling and his chapped lips moving unconsciously.

Yes, it was only moving, with a small range, and it seemed extremely fragile.At this moment, who can think of this bloody, pale man who was the one who ruled her fate a day ago?
Suddenly curious about what he was talking about, it's fine to take it as a distraction, because she is really tired, her eyes are almost glued together.Ears leaned closer, very close, and it took a long time to distinguish the word "father".

He shouted so vulnerable and helpless, filled with endless sadness.

There is an old saying: When a person is about to die, his words are also good.She doesn't know about those, but she thinks that when people are on the verge of life and death, there should be people who miss them the most.For example, she is full of Jin Mingheng and Xia Chu in her mind.

He called Dad, and he looked like he was caught in some kind of painful memory.She knew that the former boss of the Qinglong Gang was Zhuo Zhuo's father, and that he died a tragic death, but she never knew that this matter would have something to do with Jin Mingheng's father.

She hated him for taking her away two days ago, bullying her and torturing Jin Mingheng in such a shameless way.But thinking about it now, he did this because he loved his father.

Shaking her head, that's all, they don't know if they can get out alive, so why should she hold on to that bit of grievance?If they are destined to die here, wouldn't it be more tiring to die complaining?
The sky outside is gradually getting brighter, but the fog is still thick.She got out of the car and put away the flashlight. The rain had stopped. Even though she was frozen and numb, and she didn't wear anything underneath, she still felt the cold air being drilled into her pores.

At the beginning of winter, the mountains were still green, and the ground was covered with uneven rocks and soil. The rain had washed away the traces of her getting Zhuoliang into the car last night.But there were still some rags and medicine bottles on the ground.

She walked over and saw that there was some rainwater stored in the empty small alcohol bottle last night, reached out to pick it up, and then went back to the car.She saw that Zhuo Zhuo's lips were dry and cracked, and there were tiny blood clots in the cracks, so she tried to feed him some water.

He had been burning badly since last night, and he didn't feel much for a long time. After all, when the water touched his lips, he still felt comfortable, and subconsciously opened his lips.Song Ningjiu held his head and fed him the small bottle of rainwater.

The coolness flows from the mouth into the esophagus, it is so cold that it hurts, but it feels sweet.His eyelids slowly opened, and he saw Song Ningjiu's face vaguely. His lips moved, as if he was asking her why she wanted to save herself?
It's just that the injury was too serious, and without making any sound, the eyes were tightly closed again.

Why save him?

In fact, she didn't know, maybe it was because he was too scared to be here alone, even if he was seriously injured, at least he had breath, which made her feel at ease.Because there is no grievance at this time, she just doesn't want to wait alone.

She thinks she can last longer if she has someone around to take care of her.Maybe, when she rescued him, she didn't actually think that he would survive, just like she didn't know if she could wait for Jin Mingheng or someone to find her.

With no food, drinking rainwater, and being so cold, they were all injured and bleeding, their physical strength was limited, and they were slowly being exhausted...

In the mountains and valleys, the sky above unknowingly illuminates everything in the world, and the rain on the leaves glows in the sun. It seems that this kind of fresh green is only available in spring, and should not appear in seasons like the beginning of winter.

(End of this chapter)