C33 (1/2)

No, he would die like that!

She composed herself and carefully took off his clothes. With just a little movement, he already moaned softly.

His brows were deeply furrowed, his long eyelashes drooped, his face was pale from the loss of blood, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if he was enduring some unknown pain.

His face was covered with sand, and he seemed to have no idea what was in his eyes. She tore off a piece of cloth and ran to the river to soak it. She wiped his face carefully, then cleaned his wounds and applied the remaining medicine.

Seeing his face as pale as snow, she knew she couldn't drag this on any longer. She had to find someone to call for help. She was worried about leaving Gu Yiqing here, so she looked around.

This was a large beach, and in front of her was a cliff. After searching for a long time, she finally saw a cave about half the height of a man.

It was not too big, only about the size of two or three people. It was too shallow and didn't have any strange smell. There were some bushes growing in the corner, and they didn't look too damp because they were in the cave.

Gu Jinzhu pulled the grass out and placed a cushion on the ground before going out and slowly pulling Gu Ying-qing over.

His body was too heavy, and she was afraid of dragging him down to the wound. She reached under his arm and almost carried him.

When she finally managed to get him into the cave, she was already panting from the exhaustion. The stars were shining in front of her eyes as she placed him on the pallet. She didn't wait for a breath before she ran out again.

She kept walking along the edge of the cliff, hoping to see someone else, or someone fishing, but she was soon disappointed. There was only a vast stretch of shore here, and the cliffs were all green and empty.

She was afraid that something would happen to Gu Yiqing, so she quickly returned.

She was tired and hungry, her body almost paralyzed on the ground. She had lost one of her shoes earlier, and one of her feet was only wearing white socks.

Back in the cave, Gu Yiqing still hadn't woken up. In just half a day, his face had turned extremely pale, as pale as a sheet of golden paper. His cheeks were thin, as if it was just a night.

Gu Jinzhu's panic-stricken feeling welled up in her heart once again, as she called out nonstop in his ear, ”Third Uncle? Third Uncle? ”

Her voice trailed off, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks.

From the incident until now, she had always been strong, and the belief to save Gu Qingqing had always supported her. She had been running for so long, and as long as this person was by her side, she seemed to have gained courage.

She didn't even realize it herself, but she had already treated him as someone she could rely on. Ever since her grandmother passed away, she had never trusted anyone so much, especially someone who could save her without sparing her life. This had a huge impact on her heart.

But now, this person was about to die, yet there was nothing she could do.

She just stared at him until night fell again.

There was no fire, no food. If this continued, perhaps they would soon starve to death here?