At that moment, she suddenly smiled.
Orianna held Su Wen's hand. "Su Wen, I heard that Chinese mooncakes are delicious. Would you like to go eat mooncakes with me?"
Su Wen smiled. "Okay."
Valgen had been wounded in the earlier melee, and at this moment he was sitting on the deck bandaging his wounds.
The injury was on his right arm, and it was inconvenient to bandage it with just his left hand.
Arjan turned around, glanced at Orianna and Su Wen who were lying on the ground holding hands, and said unhappily, "We can talk about love at any time. Now, can you please help me bandage my wound? After all, I don't have a girlfriend to help me."
Orianna sat up.
She bandaged Arang's wound, and when she looked up, she saw Han Zhan also came and lay down beside Arang.
Han Zhan lifted up his black shirt.
Only then did Arang see that Han Zhan had two bullet holes in his abdomen, and blood was still oozing out. Han Zhan was wearing a black shirt today, and it was night, so Arang didn't even notice that Han Zhan was injured.
Arang asked Han Zhan: "When were you injured?"
Han Zhan's cheeks were pale. "During the melee earlier." Edward hadn't caught up with Song Ci, so when he returned to the house with his rifle and started firing wildly, Han Zhan happened to be entangled with someone and was accidentally shot twice.
But he is very patient and has endured until now.
Orianna asked Su Wen to go to the cabin to find the medicine box. She pressed Han Zhan's wound and said, "The bullet is very deep and can't be taken out. We must go to the hospital."
Su Wen quickly came back with a medicine box.
Orianna opened the medicine box, found the hemostat and gauze, and quickly stopped Han's bleeding.
Han Zhan lay on the ground, holding on without any anesthetic.
Arang suddenly threw two toffees to Han Zhan. Han Zhan pinched the toffees, he was a little surprised. "Where did you get them?"
Valan touched his nose with an unnatural expression before saying, "Song Ci gave it to me."
Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
Seeing that Han Zhan's face was twisted with pain and he still refused to eat the toffee, Arang was a little puzzled and asked Han Zhan: "If it hurts, just eat the candy, why not?"
Han Zhan's consciousness was already somewhat blurred. Hearing this, he smiled weakly and said, "I have to save the candy for last. Now that I've eaten it, I don't have any more thoughts. I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer."
Valan shut his mouth.
Han Zhan looked at the broken stars in the sky, and suddenly thought of the scene at Song Ci's birthday party shortly after he met her.
That day, Song Ci wore a sexy red long dress. Her long wine-red curly hair showed a pair of charming eyes with rippling green waves. When she smiled, it was as if the stars in the sky fell into her eyes.
So beautiful.
It was at that moment that Han Zhan fell in love with Song Ci.
Han Zhan felt heartbroken whenever he thought of Song Dynasty porcelain.
Cibao, where are you?
Are you still alive?
Orianna deftly stopped the bleeding on Han Zhan's wound. "It's done."
Han Zhan asked, "Anna, am I going to die?" After all, he was shot twice, lost too much blood, and had his intestines broken. It would be a miracle if he could survive.
Orianna: "I stopped the bleeding, so it's not too much for now. If we can find a hospital within an hour and a half, you won't die."
Han Zhan understood what Orianna meant.
This means that he should leave everything to fate.
They were on a yacht, drifting on the sea, and a tsunami was about to hit. At this time, everyone was busy fleeing and looking for their relatives. Who would come to save them?
Perhaps, when a tsunami breaks out, their boat will be washed back into the city by the waves. By then, the boat will drift in the city engulfed by water. Who will come to save them?
No one will come to rescue them.
He could only wait to die.
Orianna wasn't good at comforting people. She had learned many things from being with Ye Chen, but she hadn't learned how to comfort people. Orianna finally said dryly, "Hoff, think about Song Ci, think about your daughters. Don't give up until the last second."
Han Zhan only felt more desperate when he thought of Song Dynasty porcelain.
He couldn't find his porcelain treasure...
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After the earthquake, Song Ci was sent to the nearest small island by Coco.
This small island is the tourist island where Zhuang Long and Xiao Li picked up the message in a bottle last time.
After reaching the shore, Song Ci said goodbye to COCO. She sat on the beach and checked her left leg, only to find that a piece of flesh had fallen off her calf.
It was torn apart by a bullet, and the flesh was still hanging on the calf.
After meeting Han Zhan, Song Ci suffered all the injuries he had never experienced in his life.
In the past, Song Ci would have cried herself to death. But now, the man who comforted her and gave her a chest to lean on was still in danger of death, so she didn't have time for pretentiousness.
Song Ci must return to the city to rescue Han Zhan.
If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his body!
Song Ci tore open the torn skirt with force and used the fabric of the skirt to tie the piece of flesh and calf together.
The earthquake had passed, and the houses on the island hadn't collapsed too badly. Some passengers were injured and had all left the hotel, waiting outside for rescue.
The island is not big, with only a small airstrip, a hotel, a street for dining and a jewelry store.
There were several boats parked on the shore, but Song Ci didn't know how to sail.
She only knows how to fly a plane!
Song Ci found an electric tourist bus on the island. She drove across the street and headed straight to the airport.
On the way, Song Ci stared blankly at the injured passengers waiting for rescue. Staring at the anxious expressions on their faces, she suddenly felt like crying.
If there really is a tsunami, then these people...
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