Qingben beauty

Chapter 129 My life is in your hands

I scolded Lu Li in my heart, then glared at him again.

With a bit of coldness, he said: "You'd better take a pill quickly, and then find something to bite on, I'm going to rub safflower oil on you!"

Judging from his injury and the horse's injury, someone should have shot the horse's leg. The horse ran faster under the pain, and ran into the high mountain, and then fell to the ground exhausted.

This one fell down too.

Then when I landed on the wrong road, I twisted my ankle.

Although I don't know how long it has been since he fell, but for this kind of sprain, the sooner you apply oil to rub the bruise away, the faster it will heal, and if the bruise stays for a long time, it will leave a dull pain.

Maybe it's because I'm really too kind, Lu Lingguang looked at me without any fear, instead he smiled lightly, and said hello gently.

I have met him a few times before, and he was as sharp as ice, and he was very dull when he first spoke.

Such a gentle voice is as good as water...

I shivered immediately and looked at him with a full face of wariness.

Lu Lingguang laughed again, lowered his head and opened the box of pain relief tablets, took a piece out and threw it into his mouth, then opened the lid of the mineral water, and took a sip or two with his head raised.

I heard him making two gurgles, and watched his adam's apple, which was slightly raised and thus more delicate, also rolled twice.

It looked so ordinary, but he acted in a strange and charming way.

Unknowingly swallowed a bit of saliva.

Listening to the gurgling sound I made, I regained my senses in an instant.

I pinched my leg, and I took out a piece of cake from the cloth bag and handed it to him, saying, "Take this and bite."

Lu Lingguang took the piece of cake, doubts gradually appeared in his pupils, and then he took the cloth bag from my hand.

When I yelled: "Hey, you should save some for me, I didn't eat lunch...", I bit the mouth of the cloth bag.

I froze for a moment and remembered.

Yes, this cake looks thick, but it is very crispy, and it breaks when you bite it. Moreover, it is a bit dry. If one is not paying attention, or because of the involuntary movement of the mouth when screaming in pain, the powder will enter the throat...

I knocked myself on the head and said to myself again, after this time, I will never have anything to do with him again!

As soon as I touch him, my head goes dumb!

I lowered my head, opened the lid of the safflower oil, poured the oil on my hands, and felt a little vented, and rubbed heavily on the big bluish-purple steamed bun.

The long leg I rested on my lap trembled violently, and there was a dull whining sound from the back of my head.

No need to look, I knew he must be trembling in pain, and he was biting the cloth tightly.

I hurriedly rubbed the blood clots away before my heart softened and I couldn't do it.

I felt the palm of my hand slowly heat up like a fire, I felt that the blue and purple color on the big steamed bun was slowly turning red, I felt those tendons were also burning, and then relaxed.

While kneading vigorously, I searched for a few acupuncture points and massaged them with my knuckles to speed up the blood flow.

I put all my mind on the bluish-purple blob, and tried my best not to notice the trembling of that body and the more and more heart-wrenching whimpering behind it.

I didn't let out a sigh of relief until I finished rubbing the half bottle of safflower oil, and his ankle joints and my palms were on fire.

I put the lid on the safflower oil and slowly turned to look at him.

His head was already covered with sweat, two holes had been bitten out of the cloth pouch he vomited out, and his face was even paler and weaker.

But he raised his eyebrows slightly at me, and smiled very gently: "Thank you."

I turned my head back again, pretending to get my backpack, to cover up the palpitation at that moment.

When I packed the medicated oil and put it back into the backpack, I touched my mobile phone in the bag. I was overjoyed, thinking that I had forgotten such an important thing, so I quickly took out the mobile phone.

"There is no signal here." Lu Lingguang said as he took out a shiny golden mobile phone from somewhere, and asked, "What's your phone number?"

I looked down at the no signal displayed on the phone, then put the phone back calmly, and said softly, "This is someone else's phone, I don't have it."

"Gu Qing!" Lu Lingguang called out to me.

I put my index finger on my lips and said with a serious face, "Hush, keep your voice down, didn't you say that there are still people chasing you?!"

Lu Lingguang looked constipated, and stared at me angrily.

My mood suddenly improved. I took the cloth bag from his hand, and took out another piece of cake and jerky from it. the horse in front.

I gave the cake and jerky to Lu Lingguang who wanted to talk, got up and walked to the horse's head.

The horse's head had already drooped down, and the cake foam spilled all over the floor.

That horse is dead.

My mood dropped again.

I thought this horse was dying, but when I smelled the smell of food, I still thought it would be better if I could eat something, so I stretched out my head to grab the pie in my hand...

Animals are based on instinct.

However, I cannot rely on instinct.

Regardless of the risk of chasing and killing, even on this high mountain, it is actually full of dangers.

Moreover, when he came up, Sanduo also said that the clouds were a bit strange this morning, and he was afraid that the weather would change.

Once the climate on the high mountains changes, it is not a plain or a valley. As long as the wind blows, the temperature will drop sharply. Once it rains, it may drop to zero.

We have to go down now!

I stood up, walked back to Lu Lingguang, and took back my piece of cake from him. At that time, I just wanted to eat it quickly and leave, and to save food, so I didn't realize it at all. Lu Lingguang has already taken a bite of the meat between the pancakes!
I quickly finished eating the cake, then took the mineral water bottle from Lu Lingguang's hand, drank a few gulps, wiped my lips, looked up, and saw something wrong with Lu Lingguang's expression.

Because of the pain in the first place, his face was pale with livid, but now it is actually flushed.

I was slightly startled, and asked, "Where else are you injured? If you are injured, you have to say it!"

At such a high altitude, even a small injury can be fatal.

Lu Lingguang shook his head and said, "No, I just twisted my foot."

I handed him the water bottle and said, "Then drink some more, we'll get out of here and go down the mountain."

With that said, I took my backpack, packed everything, put it on my back, got up, and went to untie the rein of my pony.

Leading the pony to the side of the rock, I said to Lu Lingguang, "Can you push yourself a bit? I'll help you get on the horse."

"There is only one horse." Lu Lingguang looked at the horse and then at me and said.

"I know, I don't dare to ride anymore, this guy will run around, you sit on it, and I will lead him away." I followed Sanduo's example, tidied up the saddle, and then bent down to help him up.

"Wait." Lu Lingguang yelled, and took out a backpack that was only two-thirds the size of my bag from behind him and handed it to me, "Put it on first."

I glanced at the backpack, and then looked back at the backpack on my shoulder.

Lu Lingguang smiled and said, "Let me go."

I let out a sigh of relief, scolded myself in my heart, and lifted his bag. At first I didn't care about his bag, but who knew that when I mentioned it, the bag was so heavy that I almost slipped my hand.

I unconsciously glanced at Lu Lingguang, what is so heavy.

Lu Lingguang smiled and didn't speak.

I snorted twice, didn't bother to ask, tied his backpack to the saddle, and helped him up.

When he got on the horse with all his strength, he suddenly lowered his head and whispered in my ear: "I leave my life to you."

(End of this chapter)