The woman ran wildly in the heavy rain. Without any sense of direction, she strayed into the flowers and ran wildly. The flowers were everywhere with thorns.
But God did not pity her because she could not see. The heavy rain continued to fall, the thunder started again, and the lightning split the area as bright as day.
Mu Ziyi stumbled among the flowers, and her feet got caught by a weed. She fell straight forward and fell into the muddy water.
"Yiyi!" A man exclaimed in the distance, a black light flashed, and Yun Zhongge's figure immediately appeared next to the woman.
The rain washed away the land mercilessly, and the woman's green dress was covered with mud, and she was soaked to the skin.
"Brother Yun, where are you..." Mu Ziyi called in a low voice, her hands frantically searching in the air.
"I'm here..." Yun Zhongge's eyes were slightly hot, and he quickly reached out to grab her hand, holding it in his palm, and then picked up the woman by the waist. Her body was frighteningly cold!
The familiar breath drifted into her nose, and Mu Ziyi's body trembled slightly. She wrapped her hands around the man's waist and hugged him tightly. There was a tremor in her low tone: "I thought you left..."
Seeing the panic and uneasiness in the woman's eyes, Yun Zhongge's heart ached, he really deserves to die!
The man tightened his iron arms, hugged the woman tightly in his arms, and quickly ran toward the room with her in his arms: "Don't be afraid, I won't leave you..."
How could he be willing to leave her...
Mu Ziyi nodded and suddenly became quiet. She buried her head in the man's chest, curled up together, and her lips turned slightly white.
"Rumble..." Thunder continued to sound, but the woman's panicked heart miraculously calmed down.
Back in the room, Yun Zhongge put the woman on the bed, looked at her wet skirt, frowned slightly, and reached out to take off the skirt.
But as soon as his fingertips touched her body, the woman exclaimed: "No..."
Seeing the woman's frightened look like a deer, Yun Zhongge's heart tightened, and his eyes were full of distress. He pursed his thin lips and said in a soft tone: "Yiyi, your clothes are soaked, no.
If you take it off, you will get sick..."
Her body had been severely injured and was very weak.
It rained again now. If I didn't change out of the wet clothes quickly, how could my body bear it?
Listening to that extremely gentle voice, the panic in Mu Ziyi's heart disappeared a lot. Perhaps she recognized the owner of that voice, and the resistance in the woman's eyes gradually faded away.
Seeing that she calmed down, Yun Zhongge breathed a sigh of relief. He gently took off the wet skirt for her, then picked her up and walked towards the inner room.
Steam was rising from the tub, and the hot water was ready. The man put her into the tub.
The hot water soaked her body, and Mu Ziyi's cold body gradually warmed up due to the heat.
Mu Ziyi couldn't see, so Yun Zhongge would naturally not let her in there alone, and he was worried.
If it were in the past, he would have teased and joked a few times, but now, in addition to heartache and pity, he had no extra thoughts in his heart.
The water in the bathtub was slightly bright red. Yun Zhongge initially thought it was the blood oozing from the small wounds on her body, and did not pay attention. Until he picked up the woman horizontally, his brows suddenly frowned, and he saw the woman
There was an unexpected wound on the flat lower abdomen, as if it had been hit by a sharp object, and blood was pouring out.