The carriage smelled of blood.
Now Baoqi can confirm that he was seriously injured.
Her eyes were red, and she dared not touch him at random again. Moreover, by this time, this man was still hugging her, and she could not break his body and trembling lips at all. She refused to call Xiaojing again.
"Little well, can you move? Come and see him …"
"… good!"
Weak in response to the year, Xiaojing desperately moved and was crushed in the chair. His calf bit its teeth and endured the pain and slowly climbed over. The whole person crawled.
A second later, her eyes widened.
Baoqi’ s heart is awkward. "What’ s the matter?"
"He …" In years, the line of sight of Xiaojing paused, and the sound also choked me.
Square Wei Jiu’s whole back has been dyed red with blood, and there are several pieces of broken glass with large and small windows in her back, which are particularly big and go straight into her chest and lungs, scaring her eyes.
Hurt so badly?
Baoqi is speechless and can’t work anymore.
Looking at her discolored face, Fang Wei-jiu tugged at her lips, although she made herself look good.
"Come on, Master Jiu is fine!"
In 2008, Xiaojing was in shock and looked at his injured finger. "He can’t wait any longer for his injury, or he will be sent to the hospital for an accident. Now let’s roll down to Fan Tie …"
Speaking of which, she swallowed hard and her voice dropped a few minutes.
"Even if Fan Tie and others are not caught in the mud flow like us, they may not find us."
At this time, I realized that Fan Tie was not far from them and was probably also attacked by muddy water!
Narrowing her eyes severely, she felt that she could hardly breathe.
"Xiaojing, you stay here and watch Fang Weijiu. I’ll go out for help!"
"Don’t! July 7th He’s injured. It’s best not to move easily. Stay here with him. I’ll go-"
"That … well, you must be careful, Xiaojing. I want to watch you come back and save me …" Her eyes are full of water and she hates herself. She is a doctor. In this case, there is no way to do rescue treatment.
"Don’t worry!"
Trembling for two words, Xiao Jing slowly crawled out of the broken window with his injured right leg in a calm voice.
Looking back, I gritted my teeth and nodded at Baoqi. "Take care of yourself!"
"… must be good!"
Didn’t talk again. Xiaojing scratched his hands in the mud and felt the stones mixed inside to go opposite.
Looking at her limping up the hill … Bao Qi felt sad!
It must go well!
"Chick ….." A tight waist Fang Weijiu called her.
Bow their heads to treasure and pure hands holding his face tears face some mess "Fang Weijiu you have to support! Don’t die! "
Party only nine bite a tooth full head big sweat in pain "reluctant to die … you don’t touch my face …"
"Huh?" Baoqi’s heart is straight and weak
"… mud and blood! Not good-looking … "