Coincidentally, not far away, she saw a stone. Without thinking much, she unzipped her cheongsam. Thinking of something, she turned her head and looked at Dongfang Boyu, "Turn off the screen of the phone."
Although Dongfang Boyu wanted to say something funny at this moment, he was also a little helpless and refused to listen.
She had regained her composure now, and what made him happy was that she did not cry or tremble in fear, but instead tried to figure out how to solve the problem at hand.
Yun Yan took off her cheongsam, found a hard place to weigh it, and then started to make a slit on the lower hem of the cheongsam. While doing so, she said, "The shawl just fell off, otherwise I could use a shawl now."
"Um."
"Do you think your family is really complicated? You have to sacrifice an ancestor and have a gun battle, huh..." She tried to say it in a relaxed tone, but she knew she was unsure.
"Tear." With an opening, Yunyan began to pull out the cheongsam in strips, but it took a lot of effort to pull out one strip.
She didn't have the intention to put on her clothes first, but asked Dongfang Boyu to take off his suit. Wearing only underwear, she put her cold hands on his waist and said, "Teach me how to tie it.
"
She knew he must know the most basic methods of treating gunshot wounds.
At this moment, the phone has turned on again, and Yunyan has no time to be shy, "How to tie it up?"
Dongfang Boyu held the mobile phone in his hand, standing with his back against the wall, looking at her in front of him.
She was left in only her underwear, and her skin was so cold that she was shaking, but her eyes were firm.
"You hold the phone, I'll tie it myself." Although I know that this approach is of little use, tying it is better than not tying it.
When he saw her treating his wounds rationally, Dongfang Boyu had only one idea left: if he couldn't get out, he should let her out.
This timid woman cannot be allowed to stay here.
After the wound was tied up, Yun Yan went to put on the cheongsam that had been torn away by her. There was not much fabric left. "Where does this lead to?" She helped Dongfang Boyu up again. This man was really heavy, and she was sweating.
It came out all of a sudden.
Dongfang Boyu actually didn't know it himself, but he still pretended to be confident, "Go forward and take a look. It looks like the path left by the workers when they built the ancient tomb."
Yun Yan didn't know what kind of escape route the people who built the ancient tomb had left, but seeing how confident he was at this time, she didn't think much about it and thought it should be so.
"The phone doesn't have much battery left. Do you dare to walk in the dark?" Dongfang Boyu knew that she was afraid of the dark, but the current situation did not allow mobile phone lighting.
Both of them had no food or water, and they didn't know how long their physical strength could last. The most important thing was that the lighting of their mobile phones was still very important before they found the mouth of the pond.
Yun Yan nodded, "As long as you're here, I'm not afraid." In fact, she was really scared to death.
"Little fool."
The two of them were very close. He tried his best to withdraw his strength, but he was still a little helpless. Yun Yan was supporting him. She was extremely scared now, afraid that he would lose too much blood.
He was afraid that if he couldn't escape from here as soon as possible, what would happen to him if he was injured, whether the wound would be infected, and how long he could last without food and water.
She didn't realize that the first thing she thought about was the dilemma he faced, not herself.