Did your ex-husband propose to remarry today?

He didn't care about the many scratches on his body, and as time passed, Fang Qinghuan's complexion became more and more ugly, one cheek was slightly red, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Gong Jingxing hastily touched her face tentatively.

So hot!

He subconsciously withdrew his hand.

She has a fever?

His amber eyes shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly checked Fang Qinghuan's injuries again.

When unraveling the cloth wrapped around her shoulders, Gong Jingxing's hands couldn't help shaking, and his heart throbbed violently, making him extremely uncomfortable.

The flesh cut by Fang Qinghuan himself was bloody and bloody, and it was obviously inflamed, and some pustules appeared on the wound, which obviously showed signs of suppuration.

No wonder she had a fever. If there was no medicine, Fang Qinghuan would be in danger if the festering inflammation continued.

Gong Jingxing looked at Fang Qinghuan worriedly, her clothes were wet, her wound was infected and she had a fever...

In short, we must clean her wound first.

Gong Jingxing squinted his eyes, and struggled to lift up the wall on one side, his legs looked limp and weak.

But at this time, no one else can save Fang Qinghuan except him.

He wobbled and stepped on the ground, and every time he took a step, sweat broke out on his face, as if he was in great pain.

He went out of the cave, along the way he came, and within a short distance, he found a source of water upstream from the lake.

When Gong Jingxing found the water and went back, he was so frightened that he almost shook off the water wrapped in leaves.

Fang Qinghuan's fever worsened, her entire face was flushed red, and she even shook her head unconsciously.

She mumbled something vaguely in her dream, Gong Jingxing frowned.

Gong Jingxing first gave Fang Qinghuan a simple cleansing of the wound, then wiped her sweat with a damp cloth, and then applied it on her forehead.

The sun gradually disappeared into the sky, only the afterglow still rendered the sky.

Fang Qinghuan's condition was not much better, and even worsened.

"You wait for me, hold on, and come back soon."

Gong Jingxing touched Fang Qinghuan's cheek in distress, then stood up and walked outside again.

There was no expression on his cold and resolute face, only those deep amber eyes revealed distress and anxiety.

In the cave, Fang Qinghuan seemed to hear something, but she no longer knew whether she was awake or dreaming.

Gong Jingxing didn't know how long he searched outside, and finally found the herbal medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

After taking two steps, he supported the surrounding tree trunks, and finally stumbled back to the cave.

It was already night, and the afterglow of the setting sun was already below the horizon. He hurried to Fang Qinghuan's side and touched her forehead.

Fang Qinghuan still had a fever, and the condition of his wound was also very bad.

Without tools, Gong Jingxing quickly crushed the herbal medicine he had just found, and then carefully applied it to Fang Qinghuan's wound.

He moved carefully, for fear of hurting her, and then he bandaged her again.

After doing all this, he stayed by Fang Qinghuan's side without leaving a single step.

Throughout the night, Fang Qinghuan murmured in pain from time to time.

He changed Fang Qinghuan's dressing several times in a row, and every time he changed it, looking at the shocking wound, he seemed to feel as painful as her.

"water……"

In the middle of the night, Fang Qinghuan kept murmuring in his dream, and he groped the way before the darkness to find water for her to drink.

He cautiously used the leaves to feed her water little by little.

Fang Qinghuan pursed her lips and curled up together, but she was still unconscious.

In a daze, she only felt that the dry cough in her throat improved a lot in an instant, and the fiery feeling in her body eased slightly.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. Even though it was inside the cave, I could still feel the cold wind.

Gong Jingxing looked at Fang Qinghuan's wet clothes, it would definitely get worse if it went on like this.

In desperation, he looked sideways, and took off Fang Qinghuan's outer dress, leaving only a layer of undershirt. The moment he touched her, Gong Jingxing felt his whole body was burning.

He shook his head hastily, got up with difficulty and found dry branches at the entrance of the cave to pile up beside Fang Qinghuan, lit them with a lighter, and only then did he get a little warmer.

"Cold..." Fang Qinghuan seemed to feel something and trembled all over.

Gong Jingxing couldn't help but frowned, is it hot or cold?

"cold……"

The woman in front of her was already dazed and murmured to herself.

Hearing her weak voice, Gong Jingxing didn't care to think about anything, so he held her in his arms, and was very careful not to touch her wound.

Xu felt the heat around her, and Fang Qinghuan subconsciously shrank into Gong Jingxing's arms.

His whole arm suddenly became a little stiff, but it was only for a moment before he hugged her a little tighter.

As night fell, Fang Qinghuan's condition gradually stabilized, and her fever gradually subsided.

After Gong Jingxing repeatedly confirmed that she was really fine, her eyes drooped slightly tiredly...

A cliff that can't be seen at a glance, and the wind is galloping in the ear.

why is she falling...

Didn't they fall into the lake and be saved?

"Ah..." Fang Qinghuan babbled and opened his eyes suddenly.

She touched her face subconsciously, she was still alive...

But where is this place?
The walls were all rocks, she moved her body slightly, but she seemed to have bumped into something, and her whole body was weak.

She noticed that she was lying on Gong Jingxing's lap, while Gong Ming was leaning against the rock behind him, his brows were tightly frowned, but he was sleeping extraordinarily deeply.

What the hell is going on?

After she took out the bullet, she bled profusely.

It was Gong Jingxing, he was the one who dragged her in, she seemed to vaguely remember something, looking at the bruises on her lower body, she was even more sure.

My heart suddenly felt like it was being tightly grasped by something, and my heart ached.

But how could she wake up?The uncomfortable feeling in the dream has actually weakened...

"Hiss..." She just wanted to raise her arm to check the injury, but she subconsciously made a sound because of the pain.

Wait, when was her wound bandaged?
Fang Qinghuan stared at the black cloth on her shoulder, and then her eyes fell on Gong Jingxing.

He was the one who bandaged her...

She touched her shoulder slightly, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

But the next second she frowned.

How did Gong Jingxing get these herbs?
Not to mention how far his legs can barely walk?

How does he know what herbs can be used on her wound? Isn't he the president of Fanheng Group?
When did you understand this?
How could a CEO understand this, not to mention living with Gong Jingxing for a period of time, he doesn't look like someone who is interested in entertainment programs, let alone watching wilderness programs for survival...

She squinted her eyes, trying to prop up her weak body and approach Gong Jingxing, who knew that Gong Jingxing suddenly opened her eyes at this moment.

Fang Qinghuan froze in embarrassment.

She hurriedly retracted, pretending to be calm and asked: "When did you wake up?"

"Just now, are you feeling alright?"

Gong Jingxing stared at Fang Qinghuan, the amber pupils seemed to have faded from the cold fog and were enveloped by the warm glow of the rising sun.

Fang Qinghuan froze for a moment, as if this was the first time Gong Jingxing spoke to her so bluntly and gently, and was he caring about her now?
She stared blankly at the man with a delicate face in front of her, she was not used to it, but she was happy in her heart.
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"No... I'm fine." Realizing that she was lost in thought, she quickly replied, but she didn't look well.

The bleeding was stopped, and the wound was temporarily treated, but it was only temporary. If it was delayed for a long time without good medical treatment, it would still worsen.

Gong Jingxing knew this very well, and when he heard Fang Qinghuan's soft but obviously breathless voice, Gong Jingxing couldn't help frowning, as if thinking of something, his expression became very serious.

"The terrain of this mountain is rugged, and the rescuers have not arrived yet, so you should rest and maintain your strength first."

Gong Jingxing frowned and told her.

"Are you sure they can really find us?" She immediately frowned, feeling a sense of uneasiness in her heart.

After all, she is still weak now, and if the rescue force cannot arrive in time...

"Don't worry, Chen Jiu is here, they will come down as soon as possible." Gong Jingxing said firmly, obviously their situation was already worse.

The strange thing is that after she heard what Gong Jingxing said, she seemed to have some magical power, and subconsciously wanted to believe it, just like she didn't doubt how Gong Jingxing was sure that there was no way down from the place where they fell.

"Well, can I ask you a question?"

She hesitated for a moment, looked at Gong Jingxing and asked.

"Say." Gong Jingxing raised his eyes and spoke concisely.

"Where did you find the herbs?"

She was always concerned about this question from the bottom of her heart, and seeing that Gong Jingxing was rarely easy to talk to, she couldn't help but test it out.

Hearing Fang Qinghuan's question, Gong Jingxing's amber eyes narrowed slightly.

Following her heart's beating violently, it was as if the air froze for a moment.

"It's on the mountain, don't talk, you're bleeding too much, you're weak, there's nothing to eat in this mountain, only water." After a long time, Gong Jingxing suddenly withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

Gong Jingxing didn't answer her question directly...

This made her feel that something was wrong, but Gong Jingxing was right.

Now she does feel very weak, and after a few words, she feels particularly uncomfortable.

She had no choice but to nod slightly, leaning against the cliff of the cave, closing her eyes and meditating.

However, the hunger, powerlessness, and she even felt that her mouth would be too dry to bear and she would die.

She endured this inhuman torture and did not tell Gong Jingxing.

Thinking that Gong Jingxing might have forced herself to walk a long way in order to help her find herbs, she didn't dare to say a word.

But...wait...

There is still no movement, the only thing that can be heard is the gentle breeze outside the cave, not even the chirping of birds, except for the occasional chirping of insects.

"Qing Huan... Qing Huan..."

I don't know when it started, she began to feel tired again, and she was so weak that she could barely open her eyes.

Gong Jingxing's voice repeated in her ears for a long time, she slightly opened half of her eyes, smiled at him, and finally drooped her eyes weakly.

"Hey, Qing Huan...Fang Qinghuan..."

She tried hard to open her eyes.