Han Xiaotao's scream resounded through the canyon. She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to spread through her body. How would she die if she fell to death? Bleeding from all the orifices? Missing arms and legs? Brains splattered? Han Xiaotao shivered.
, no matter which way, it seems that the death is ugly. Although Han Xiaotao is not a star-like beautiful girl, she still has the potential of natural beauty. Who knows that God has chosen such a way to die for her? Is it because God is jealous of beauty?
?
Just when Han Xiaotao was cursing God with deep resentment, a faint voice came from above his head: "Han Xiaotao, are you okay?"
Huh? Where did the sound come from? Did someone come to attend the funeral so soon? However, it still feels weird...
Han Xiaotao raised her head and saw Cui Minhao hanging above her head, holding her arm with one hand and the railing with the other - of course, they would not stop falling just like this, but there was still a stick out from behind the wooden railing.
A pair of hands grabbed Cui Minhao's wrist. Looking to the side, Han Xiaotao finally found the source of the sound.
Su Zhiyu!
"Zhiyu, come and help!" Jin Enzhe struggled to grab Cui Minhao and backed away desperately, trying to drag them up. It was pitiful that he had such a delicate body, but he had to drag a 1.87 meter tall man with a tattoo on his lower body.
Wearing an object weighing more than 90 kilograms, he looked as if he was about to collapse. But he was strong enough, otherwise how could he catch Cui Minhao at the critical moment when the impact was greatest? With Su Zhiyu coming to help, the two of them were
I can barely pull this "human meat skewer".
Han Xiaotao felt her body pick up little by little, and finally had a sense of life and death, and her heart was hanging in the air.
Cui Minhao slid half of his body into the fence and dragged Han Xiaotao up. The two fell to the ground and fell into a ball. Han Xiaotao took a painful breath, but what he heard was Cui Minhao's short cry.
There was an "ah" sound. She calmed down and found that she was lying in Cui Minhao's arms.
His long eyelashes almost swept her face, and his dark eyes sparkled like gems in front of her.
Han Xiaotao stared blankly, as if she had fallen into the Milky Way, wandering among the stars in the sky.
"You're so heavy!" Cui Minhao turned his head and said impatiently.
"Ah?" Han Xiaotao finally realized what he was doing and quickly got up from him.
Due to excessive force, Jin Enzhe also fell to the ground when he pulled Cui Minhao up. Han Xiaotao went over to help him up and asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"
Jin Enzhe shook his head, stood up and patted the dirt on his body, then stretched out his hand to Cui Minhao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
Cui Minhao smiled, held his hand, and got up from the ground. At the most critical moment, fortunately, he had two brothers by his side. The three of them bumped fists and proved their friendship in their own way. Maybe it really is.
It was the power of friendship that made them arrive so promptly, and Kim Eun-cheol's shot was so accurate that he saved two lives.
"Thanks to Chief Enzhe this time, otherwise we would be dead." Han Xiaotao grabbed Jin Enzhe's arm excitedly. The feeling of saving a small life was indeed like a new life!
Jin Enzhe took a painful breath and covered his shoulders.
"What's wrong?" Han Xiaotao asked hurriedly.
"I guess I strained my shoulder when I rushed to grab Min Hao just now." Su Zhiyu explained.
"Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital quickly?" Han Xiaotao looked at Jin Enzhe with a worried look. If something happened to his hand because of herself, it would be a big sin. She found the pager on her body and signaled
Call for help.
Jin Enzhe shook his head and just said: "Let's go back to the camp first."
"But your injury needs to be treated well. It may be a dislocation or a fracture. It won't work if it goes on like this!" Han Xiaotao said anxiously.
Su Zhiyu laughed, patted Han Xiaotao on the shoulder and said, "No need to persuade him. With that promise, I think this kid is determined to win this time."
Han Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, remembering the conversation between Jin Enzhe and Cui Minxian about their girlfriends. She looked at Su Zhiyu, and felt something strange in her heart. Could it be that it was really not a joke, and Jin Enzhe really liked Cui Minxian?
Just when Han Xiaotao felt a sense of loss, Cui Minhao shouted: "Hey, my shoulder is also strained, okay? Why don't you care so much?"
"Ha!" Han Xiaotao sneered mockingly. "You are as bad-tempered as a cow, but you are not as weak as a chicken, right?"
"You girl, no matter what you say, I am just trying to save you, okay? Why don't you say a nice word?" Cui Minhao said dissatisfiedly, rubbing his shoulders.
"Then why did I come to this damn place?" Han Xiaotao glared at Cui Minhao aggressively. "You want me to be grateful to you? Then we have to settle this account!"
"Tch, how can this make sense? It's really hard to explain to a woman like you. Forget it, forget it!" Cui Minhao clenched his fists, turned around and walked back. But as soon as he took two steps, his body suddenly lost its center of gravity and fell backwards.
topple.
Su Zhiyu was smiling, but his face suddenly turned pale, and he caught Cui Minhao.
"Minhao!"
Han Xiaotao looked at Cui Minhao, and her first reaction was that he was pretending to be dead. But when she saw Su Zhiyu's nervous expression, she couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurried up to help.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with him?"
Su Zhiyu touched Cui Minhao's forehead with his hand and said, "Oh my God, it's like a pot of boiling water!"
Han Xiaotao's heart skipped a beat. She seemed to vaguely remember that someone put a quilt on her last night. When she woke up this morning, two quilts were placed on her body. Cui Minhao was curled up and shivering from the cold in her sleep. Although she said
She didn't say it, but she had some guesses in her mind. She just couldn't admit that the arrogant young master she saw in her eyes also had a caring side, and it was for an unimportant girl like her. She thought for a while and replied
He came to his senses and said, "Take him back to the camp quickly. I have fever-reducing medicine in my bag."
A fire was lit outside the tent and water was boiled in a pot.
Cui Minhao was wrapped in two quilts, but he kept crying out from the cold.
Han Xiaotao touched his forehead, but the fever still persisted. He might burn to death if he continued like this. She put a cold towel on his forehead to cool down, and wiped his neck and palms with a wet towel. But she just
Grabbing his hand and turning it over, he found a long wound in his hand bleeding. Han Xiaotao was stunned for a moment and remembered the iron sign nailed to the wooden railing. It should have been when Cui Minhao turned over from the railing.
She wanted to grab the railing and was scratched by it. The image of Cui Minhao holding her hand and refusing to let go appeared in Han Xiaotao's mind. Although what he said was unpleasant, thinking about it now, she could tell that he
He was encouraging her. When she was hanging in mid-air, uncertain about her life or death, if his words hadn't diverted her attention, she really didn't know how long she could have persisted. In fact, Cui Minhao didn't seem to be such a bad person.
"You deserve it. I told you to let go, why are you still so stubborn? If something happens to you because of me, where can I find an heir to compensate your Sapphire Group?" Han Xiaotao said although
As she said this, her eyes were much softer than before. She took out ointment and gauze from her bag, picked up his hand, carefully applied disinfectant around the wound, then applied ointment to the wound, and then used gauze.
Wrap it up in circles. Cui Minhao occasionally made a gasping sound in pain while sleeping, and Han Xiaotao complained and moved lightly.
After finishing it, Han Xiaotao was bored again, so she stared blankly at the gauze on his hand, a light flashing in her eyes.
I don't know how long it took, but Han Xiaotao had already started to take a nap, hugging his legs.
The wind whined outside the tent and flapped against the tent.
"Don't...ah...don't hit, don't..."
Cui Minhao was so noisy that he frowned and murmured with his eyes closed.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? You can never sleep peacefully."
"Don't be like this...don't..."
Cui Minhao sighed, opened his eyes and looked to the side, saying, "I am a patient now." But what caught his eye was Han Xiaotao's frown, his expression painful, as if he was suffering from a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
"Don't... don't..." Han Xiaotao clenched her hands tightly into fists, and tears fell down her cheeks.
Cui Minhao suddenly became at a loss, got up and shook Han Xiaotao.
"Hey, wake up. Han Xiaotao?"
"Ah!" Han Xiaotao suddenly covered his ears and screamed. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Cui Minhao staring at her with wide eyes. She was so scared that she was motionless. Han Xiaotao's heart was beating wildly. After a while of confrontation, nothing happened.
Without saying anything, he stood up and walked out of the tent.
Cui Minhao was still there for a long time, feeling something was wrong, so he opened the tent and went out. He saw Han Xiaotao sitting next to the fire that was about to go out, adding firewood, and shaking his shoulders slightly. That back figure looked inexplicably.
desolate.
This was not Han Xiaotao, the commoner woman he remembered who was so strong that she seemed unable to defeat anything. For some reason, something in his heart was touched, prompting him to step forward and sit down next to him.
"Aren't you a patient? Why don't you have a good rest?" Han Xiaotao didn't know whether she was angry with him or didn't want to be disturbed at this time. She stared at the fire, with golden fire dancing in her eyes.
"After sleeping for so long, of course I have to get up and stretch my muscles." Cui Minhao said, opening his arms and stretching. Normally, Han Xiaotao would block him at this time, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear her speak. He
Turning her head strangely, she saw Han Xiaotao staring at the fire in a daze. Her lonely eyes seemed to have already moved on to other things, and she had no intention of arguing with him. Cui Minhao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't be so mean as to find it on his own.
He was scolding, so he changed the topic and asked: "What about you? Why don't you sleep so late?"
Han Xiaotao's hand that was adding firewood paused for a long time. The light in the fire danced, splashing and flying in all directions. She took a deep breath and said, "I gave you the quilt, how can I sleep?"
Now that you're awake, I'm going to sleep." Then Cui Minhao stood up and hurried into the tent without waiting for anything to say, as if he was escaping from something.
What are he running away from? Cui Minhao lowered his eyes and looked at the drop of crystal liquid falling on the back of his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable. When he stayed for a while and then entered the tent, Han Xiaotao was already wrapped in a quilt, and he didn't know whether he was really asleep.
He still pretended to sleep. There was no sound at all in the tent. Cui Minhao heard his own heartbeat, as if there was another melody.