Jiang Qingyue had a dream.

In the dream, I felt like I was being dragged into a dark vortex without light.

All she could hear was Zhou Zhengting's voice calling her name.

Jiang Qingyue wanted to follow the voice to find the person, but because she couldn't see anything, she couldn't find anyone after searching for a long time.

But that voice was real and right next to me.

By the end of the search, Jiang Qingyue had completely collapsed and couldn't help crying.

After crying, the person actually woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on a small bed in a tent.

The muddy clothes were changed.

There was no one in the tent.

When he came to his senses, he remembered what Xie Xiangyang said before he fainted, and he couldn't help feeling sad again.

Just as I was about to stand up and ask for clarification, a tall and familiar figure suddenly walked in with his head lowered.

Jiang Qingyue looked up and saw that the man was Zhou Zhengting, the one she had been thinking about.

At this moment, the man was walking into the tent with a bowl of food in his hand.

When he looked up and saw Jiang Qingyue woke up on the bed, he hurried over and put the bowl on the table next to him.

Then he smiled and asked, "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

As soon as Jiang Qingyue saw him, she burst into tears.

Zhou Zhengting was startled, and quickly squatted down beside the bed, nervously asking, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Qingyue stretched out her arms and held the person tightly in front of her.

She hugged him and burst into tears.

Seeing her crying so heartbreakingly, Zhou Zhengting felt so sad that he also shed tears.

He quickly reached out and hugged the person tightly.

He patted her back gently and coaxed her softly, "Don't cry, I'm fine."

"I'm really fine, don't cry, I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself."

Jiang Qingyue cried for a while, and then her tears stopped. Then she raised her head to look at him.

He looked haggard, with untidy beard and bloodshot eyes.

I couldn't help but ask, "You're not dead?"

Zhou Zhengting chuckled, "Who wants their man to die?"

Jiang Qingyue reached out her hand and touched his face as if to confirm, then smiled and said, "It's hot, you're not dead, that's great, I thought we were both down there."

Zhou Zhengting smiled and pinched her nose. "My silly girl, we are both alive and well. What's the point of talking about life and death? If you keep doing this, I'll be scared to death."

Jiang Qingyue also felt embarrassed and wiped her tears, "Xie Xiangyang said that. He said you were hit by a rock while trying to save him."

Zhou Zhengting suddenly realized, "I was indeed hit by a rock while trying to save him, but it's okay."

Jiang Qingyue didn't believe it, "Is he really alright? He was crying so hard when he said that just now——"

Zhou Zhengting gritted his teeth and said, "I see. No wonder he was hesitant and guilty just now. It turns out that you fainted because of him. If I had known, I would not have saved him!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Just wait and see how I settle the score with him."

Having said that, he was about to stand up.

Jiang Qingyue quickly pulled the man back and said, "Forget it, let's put this grudge aside for now. Let me take a good look at you first."

After saying that, Jiang Qingyue reached out and began to examine him.

Zhou Zhengting was about to dodge when she suddenly pulled him, and the wound on his arm was just there.

Zhou Zhengting hissed defensively.

Jiang Qingyue was startled and quickly rolled up his sleeves to see that his arm was injured.

It was already wrapped in gauze and bleeding.

Jiang Qingyue's face became tense, "What happened? Was your arm hit by a rock? Is it broken?"

Zhou Zhengting said hurriedly, "It's okay, just a minor injury."

Jiang Qingyue was very anxious. "It's already wrapped like this, but it still hasn't healed. It's just a minor injury. Why don't you use a strap to fix it?"

Seeing how anxious she was, Zhou Zhengting wanted to re-bandage him immediately.

He quickly took out a piece of gauze from his pocket and brought it to you, "Yes, I just put it away because I was afraid you would see me getting nervous."

Jiang Qingyue had recovered her strength and began to blame him, "How could you do this? What if your hand becomes disabled in the future?"

Having said that, he hurriedly hung his arm up and secured it again.

Zhou Zhengting smiled and said, "Even if my hand is broken, I still have one. Besides, I still have a wife."

Jiang Qingyue looked at his arm being hung up, and was too lazy to argue with him. She just smiled and said, "Who would want you with only one hand? You're so ugly."

After saying that, both of them laughed happily.

Zhou Zhengting picked up the bowl with his uninjured right hand, "Come on, eat something. I heard from Xiao Zhao that you were exhausted on the way here. You didn't eat, drink, or sleep. Do you really think your body is made of iron?"

After saying that, he glanced at her with a hint of reproach, "Xiao Zhao shouldn't have told you. Look how much he's troubled you. I'll settle accounts with him later. And Old Xie, you can't get away with it either."

Jiang Qingyue smiled and said, "Okay, don't blame Xiao Zhao for this. I guessed the situation was serious and I had to come here on my own."

"Don't worry at home. I didn't tell them the actual situation. The children are all fine."

"Well, I'll find a way to send someone back to report the news later."

Jiang Qingyue's stomach was already empty by now, so she took the bowl from Zhou Zhengting's hand and drank the whole bowl of rice porridge in no time.

I suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

So I thought about getting up, washing my face, and tidying myself up.

Zhou Zhengting hurriedly held her back and said, "The doctor who came with us to rescue you said that you are too weak now and need to lie down and rest for a while. I'll get you whatever you want."

Jiang Qingyue also felt a little dizzy, so she stopped trying to be brave.

"Get me a basin of water so I can wash my face, and get me my bag."

Zhou Zhengting quickly responded and went out.

After a while, he came in with a basin of clean water.

Then he took her bag to the bedside.

Jiang Qingyue bent down and took out a small mirror, then took out a comb and prepared to comb her hair.

But when I looked in the mirror, I was so scared.

I looked in the mirror and saw that my face was covered with mud and tears.

Mixed together, it's quite scary.

His hair was all messy and piled up at the back, making him look just like a beggar on the street.

Jiang Qingyue glared at Zhou Zhengting, "Why don't you help me wash my face?"

Zhou Zhengting said aggrievedly, "I wiped it off your face and body, but there was too much mud, and I was afraid of waking you up, so I didn't dare to use too much force, so there is still some, it's okay."

Jiang Qingyue saw that what he said was reasonable and well-founded, and she couldn't refute it. She just said angrily, "You just looked at me and talked to me so calmly just now?"

When she thought about how they were talking just now, Zhou Zhengting had been looking at her nervously and affectionately.

Although I wouldn't say that I looked pitiful, I at least looked pale and weak.

Be good, okay.

His face was covered with mud and tears.

When she thought of this, Jiang Qingyue felt that the romantic atmosphere between the couple just now suddenly disappeared.