The hysterical cry for help attracted the attention of the rescue team, who quickly rushed over and launched rescue operations.
And Qiao Sheng didn't stop, trying his best to remove the gravel that was pressing on the tent with both hands.
The sharp stone pricked her finger, and the blood dyed her white finger red. The fine pain from the needle prick spread all over her body, but she seemed not to feel it. All she could think about was that nothing could happen to Fu Zijun...
Soon, with the help of the rescue team, Fu Zijun was finally dug out from under the rubble.
At first glance, it makes people take a deep breath!
I saw that his whole body was covered with dirt and he had passed out. His handsome and resolute face was bloodless, and his body was covered with wounds of all sizes.
The thigh was even punctured by the steel pipe of the tent, which was shocking!
Qiao Sheng's heart clenched instantly, and his breathing was rapid and trembling: "Third Young Master!"
"Give way and make room, he needs to be rescued immediately!"
Then he quickly pounced in front of him, knelt down and pressed his chest!
However, no matter how hard he pressed, Fu Zijun showed no sign of waking up.
Qiao Sheng was anxious, took a deep breath, lowered his head to kiss his white lips, and started artificial respiration!
Once, twice, send the breath...
finally--
"Ahem..."
Fu Zijun, who was in a coma, took a breath, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Qiao Sheng standing by his side, his face full of worry.
He breathed a sigh of relief and said weakly: "As long as you're okay..."
Even now, he still cares about her!
Qiao Sheng felt uncomfortable in his heart. The image of him protecting her regardless of his own danger appeared in his mind, and he blamed her angrily:
"Why are you so stupid? Did you know that you would be seriously injured? If the steel pipe stabbed in your leg had penetrated into your heart, you would be dead now!"
I really can't imagine how she would face it if something happened to him! And how she would explain it to the Fu family!
Fu Zijun faced Qiao Sheng's series of accusations, but said calmly:
"It's okay. I'm lucky enough to die. Besides, although we are temporarily married, we are still husband and wife. It is natural for a husband to protect his wife."
Qiao Sheng: "..."
The couple wouldn’t risk their lives to protect them, not to mention they have no feelings...
I have never seen such a straightforward person like him.
No one has ever done this for her!
Qiao Sheng felt a strange emotion in his heart, glanced at him uncomfortably, and said in a softer voice:
"I'm going to give you medicine. It will hurt a little. You have to endure it for a while."
"Okay." Fu Zijun was used to blood and wounds, so he didn't say much.
He looked at Qiao Sheng. Her hand movements were professional and skillful, and her expression was serious and rigorous. She was the same as before...
His tense nerves gradually relaxed, and under the effect of the anesthetic, his consciousness soon drifted away and he fell asleep.
In a daze, a slight murmur came from his lips: "Shengsheng..."
When Qiao Sheng heard the sound, his hand that was treating the wound paused slightly.
Shengsheng?
This was her childhood nickname, how did he know?
Are you calling her?
Maybe I heard it wrong.
After all, only Fu Yiqian and his brother had called her that.
Without thinking much, she quickly treated his wounds, ordered the staff to take care of him, and then walked out to save other wounded people.
...
Fu Yiqian woke up again, already a day later.
He found that there was no one in the tent, and when his legs moved slightly, he felt a sharp pain.
What's more important is...that there is such a demand in this situation.
He frowned and had to endure the pain and slowly walked towards the corner.
After walking only a few steps, the door of the tent suddenly opened and Qiao Sheng walked in.
Seeing that he acted without permission, she immediately went over to help him, with an angry and accusing look on her face:
"What are you going to do? Your leg is so seriously injured that you can't move around for the time being."
Fu Zijun looked at her with helpless eyebrows. After a moment, two words came out from his dry lips: