Chapter 46
"Xiaoyu—"
Wang Le's voice was very soft, but Fang Xiaoyu still caught it with her ears.
"What's wrong? Is your wound hurting again?"
"No." Wang Le took a breath and said, enduring the pain, "Could you help me find some clothes?"
"Is it cold?" Fang Xiaoyu's heart sank. Severe hypothermia meant greater danger. She became even more anxious and wanted to find someone. At the same time, she turned on the air conditioner to heat it up and said, "Princess, go and find Uncle some clothes, no, a blanket. Remember not to get on the bed and not to touch his wound."
The eldest princess, who had been sitting on the floor by the bed staring at Wang Le, jumped up at the command and dragged her blanket to his side with her mouth.
Wang Le smiled helplessly, shook his head, and resumed giving instructions.
"On the left, the second one, yes, open that door."
"Open the bag, yes, that's the one."
"Good girl."
The eldest princess was clever; she knew how to open doors and chests. After successfully finding the clothes he needed, she lay down on the ground again, her big eyes fixed on him, never leaving his side.
He moved his cold fingers and began to change his clothes with difficulty.
Fang Xiaoyu saw this in the rearview mirror and panicked: "Why are you moving around like that? It will make the wound worse. Lie down right now. Princess, keep an eye on him for me."
The eldest princess barked twice, but did not get up.
Seeing that he wouldn't listen to her advice and was still struggling to get dressed, Fang Xiaoyu slammed on the brakes, took a few steps back to the back of the car, and said angrily, "Why don't you..."
The rest of the words caught in my throat.
She recognized the clothes in his hand as the flight suit.
What...is he trying to do?
Even when Wang Le was in good health, wearing a wingsuit was somewhat difficult, let alone now that he was unable to move around easily. When he saw Fang Xiaoyu coming over, he blinked weakly and said, "Could you please do me a favor?"
Fang Xiaoyu vaguely guessed his thoughts, and her heart ached: "Don't give up, or, or I'll try... I used to be good at handicrafts." The last few words were already trembling.
"It's not giving up." Wang Le's smile was somewhat incomprehensible.
He had a lot to say, but he was too weak to say more than a few short sentences.
"That's just how I am; I can never make up my mind until the very end."
"Instead of taking your chances on the road, you might have a better chance of success going down there."
"Maybe this time, I can go home."
"Xiaoyu, let me go."
Let me go—
Fang Xiaoyu was overwhelmed by these words, and panic spread throughout her body and rushed to her head.
They've talked about parting ways more than once. Wang Le said that once he has a car, he'll choose to travel alone, just waiting for the twelve-lane road to reappear. She's also enthusiastically offering to help him choose a vehicle and has even imagined which RV would be better for her next time.
How could you use this method at this time?
She was unaware that she was trembling.
But her hands had already subconsciously wrapped the wound with two more layers of bandage, and she mechanically started helping the person put on clothes.
Left leg, right leg, left hand, right hand, zipper, wingsuit slowly wrapped around Wang Le's whole body, completely covering his wounds and bloodstains.
If you don't look at the other person's pale face, it's as if nothing has happened.
The parachute was also carried intact on his back.
Fang Xiaoyu's lips trembled: "Is this umbrella really okay?"
Wang Le, pale-faced but smiling, said, "It's fixed. Don't worry, I still value my life."
Fang Xiaoyu didn't believe a word of it, but she still held onto a sliver of hope.
Maybe he's right?
Perhaps going down there leads to the present world, where there are proper hospitals, professional doctors, complete equipment, and even blood transfusion bags...
Oh, right, blood transfusion.
What's your blood type?
"...Type O"
Fang Xiaoyu sighed: "Me too."
She found some medical IV tubing she had stockpiled before, and ignoring Wang Le's slight objections, first disinfected her arm, then awkwardly tried to insert the needle. Because she wasn't skilled enough, and because she didn't have rubber tubing, it was not only difficult to insert the needle several times, but she also wasted quite a bit.
Ignoring the minor pain and needle mark, she pulled aside his clothes, found a vein, disinfected it, and began the injection. Watching the blood flow from one end to the other, she didn't know whether to comfort him or herself: "Don't worry, there's time... I'm very healthy, my blood is strong, don't worry about me..."
This process lasted for a short while, but Wang Le refused to cooperate any longer, and Fang Xiaoyu had no choice but to give up in order to prevent his wound from getting worse.
Perhaps it was the blood that had an effect, or perhaps it was psychological comfort, but Wang Le's complexion looked better, and his voice seemed to have become louder.
"Fortunately, I have always been chaste and have no strange illnesses."
"Do you really want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life?"
Fang Xiaoyu blinked away the mist in her eyes: "Then remember this well. You owe me such a great debt of gratitude, so you must persevere and repay me with interest in the future."
Wang Le sighed helplessly, "...Hmm."
Fang Xiaoyu quickly tied a knot with clothes under the makeshift stretcher to make a barrier, ensuring that he wouldn't fall off if the stretcher tilted. Then she moved him onto the stretcher and secured him in place. After that, she dragged the stretcher off the vehicle and quickly climbed up the stone steps.
The eldest princess also helped from below, using her head and back to support her feet and the stretcher to help reduce the weight.
Time is life, so Fang Xiaoyu and the eldest princess climbed up at almost a running speed, taking only a minute to bring Wang Le to the top of the soundproof wall.
She has come up here so many times, and she has felt helpless, desperate, and lost, but never before has she been filled with such prayer as she is now.
Please, please, let him go home.
Save him, let him live.
With this hope in mind, Fang Xiaoyu took a moment to glance at the road that wound its way to the horizon. No cars were passing by, and even the vehicle involved in the previous accident was nowhere to be seen. Looking down at the swirling fog caused by the changing seasons and the clash between warm and cold air, it was difficult to see either the green sea or the ocean. She couldn't help but feel a little more fortunate.
She put the stretcher down and helped the person stand up.
The wind was strong up there, making their hair fly wildly.
Wang Le looked into the distance, opened his mouth, then closed it again.
Fang Xiaoyu avoided the wound as she helped him relax his muscles, checking the compressed biscuits and cell phone in his waist bag without noticing anything.
That's about it, we can't delay any longer. She looked at him and said, "I'll stay here and watch until the umbrella opens successfully."
In her layman's mind, as long as the umbrella opens, the chances of a person landing safely are high, and the chances of being rescued are... higher than the chances of her bumping into a professional doctor on the street—it's been over a year, and she hasn't run into Su Ming or a second doctor.
Wang Le understood: "Yes, don't worry."
Normally, you should warm up first, but since my body doesn't allow it, I have to keep everything simple.
He drank a few sips of hot water with salt and sugar, adjusted his breathing, glanced at his working sports watch, put on his goggles, and for a moment it felt as if he had returned to the day they first met.
Through his glasses, he took one last look at her, said nothing more, made a farewell gesture, and before she could react, he spread his arms and jumped.
Fang Xiaoyu's heart jumped instantly. Her eyes were fixed on the falling blue figure. She watched him nimbly fly like a bird, even having the leisure to do a somersault in mid-air. As he moved further and further away from the long road, she was sure that she would not suffer the embarrassment of getting stuck on the stone block again. She breathed a sigh of relief.
The first step was successful.
Wang Le felt very lucky that he did not experience any accidents such as muscle cramps.
The sky was overcast and gloomy, as if it were about to rain. Layers of mist, like a thick woven fabric, completely obscured the scenery below, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene, but unfortunately, it kept people at bay.
He thought to himself, "It's not so bad to be buried here."
However, the words Fang Xiaoyu once said inadvertently flashed into my mind.
"When I first came here, I thought the reason for my arrival was the heavy fog. I was waiting for the fog to come along the way, wondering if I would hear the familiar car horns and see the traffic jams again after driving in the fog for a while."
He specifically chose a clear, cloudless day for his last skydive.
I never expected the weather to be so bad in this rush.
Will there be a miracle?
My body was getting colder and colder, and the bandages were soaked with sweat.
He glanced at the sports watch with difficulty; the height wasn't enough, and it would continue to fall.
Are we going to repeat the same experience again?
It falls repeatedly, from the sky to the ground, then the world turns upside down, endlessly, and even the flow of time seems to change.
Due to blood loss and hypothermia, his eyelids kept drooping.
He pinched his palm hard. No, there were still people waiting in the distance. He couldn't keep them waiting too long; he had to give them some hope.
Fang Xiaoyu waited for a few minutes at the top, watching the azure figure grow farther and farther away, smaller and smaller. Suddenly, she saw the dot trail a long line, and in the next instant, the line turned into a mushroom.
The umbrella opened, and it was done.
Fang Xiaoyu felt half relieved: "Princess, he can go back now."
The eldest princess wagged her tail.
She didn't go down immediately, but stayed up there for a while, watching until the parachute carrying the person was enveloped in fog and could no longer be seen. In a daze, she seemed to see a small space appear in the fog for a moment, but then realized there was no space. She hesitated and said, "I should be able to be saved, right?"
The eldest princess would definitely reply: "Woof—"
The rain finally fell from high above, creating a rare and spectacular scene with the surging advection fog below.
"I should be saved." She took a breath. "I definitely will be saved."
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