Galala...
Dust the size of sand grains rose in the air, painful groans were heard all around, and there was rubble all around.
Miss Miyano slowly opened her eyes. The shock wave from the explosion had caused her to fall into a brief coma.
Feeling the pressure and warmth coming from her body, she reached out and pushed:
"Sincerity..."
“Wake up… wake up…”
The shouting stopped abruptly because Miss Miyano touched a wet, warm, sticky water stain.
With the help of the fluorescent light from the phone screen, she saw clearly...
The dark red blood mixed with sand was so shocking.
Her eyes suddenly widened and her voice began to tremble:
"Makoto?"
After pushing him twice more, Sakaki Makoto still showed no reaction. There was a long wound where his shoulder and neck connected, and blood was constantly oozing out.
The explosion occurred at a distant doorway, and its coverage area was no less than a giant water ball bursting into pieces on the ground.
The shock wave came along with the stones, and he couldn't avoid it.
He could only subconsciously hug Miss Miyano and use his body as a shield.
A stone also scratched his neck.
"First aid...First aid must be given immediately..."
Miyano Shiho is not a flower grown in a greenhouse. Her superb professional knowledge rapidly shuttles through her cerebral cortex.
She first let Sakaki Makoto lie down on his back and checked his pulse and breathing...
Still has signs of life.
But Sakaki Makoto's situation is not optimistic.
The wound was tear-like and nearly 7 cm long.
If not rescued in time, Makoto Sakaki will die from excessive blood loss.
But luckily...
The stone that had scraped past did not injure the artery.
This gave Makoto Sakaki a chance to survive.
Looking around, there were quite a few people around because it was the waiting area.
She also successfully found a bottle of mineral water...
After unscrewing the bottle cap and briefly rinsing the wound with clean water, she immediately knelt down and rested Sakaki Makoto's head on her thighs so that the level of the wound was higher than the heart.
This will allow the least amount of blood to flow out as possible.
Then cover the wound tightly with a handkerchief, and the simplest first aid is completed.
With no medicine or medical equipment at hand, this was the best she could do….
Sakaki Makoto's face was slightly pale due to excessive blood loss, and his hands and feet were cold.
"Don't die..."
"You clearly said you would never abandon me..."
Holding his hand, Miyano Shiho lowered her head, her hair hanging down to cover her eyes, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her heart was full of regret.
If I hadn't chosen to watch the movie, maybe I wouldn't have encountered the explosion...
As he was thinking, a few drops of water fell down and hit Sakaki Makoto's face.
..........
In a daze, Sakaki Makoto felt that his consciousness was like a traveler sailing alone in a storm, rising and falling.
It was raining red rain from the sky, but it was still hot.
The waves came one after another, continuously, and there was no land in sight. The only sound that could be heard was the roaring sound of the wind and water.
He is not one to sit still and wait for death.
Grabbing the oar, he began to row hard.
There was no destination ahead, but he just wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a whistle sounded on the sea in the distance, and a ferry with xenon headlights on gradually approached in the mist and waves.
At the bow of the ferry, a figure was vaguely standing. His figure was blurry, but his back was straight and he was holding something to his chest.
Like a book.
"Hey!"
The ferry slowly stopped in front of the boat. In the heavy rain, the figure leaned down and extended a helping hand to Sakaki Makoto:
"I told you..."
"We'll meet again."
"It's you..."
Sakaki Makoto narrowed his eyes slightly, he recognized the other person.
Asakura Nobuaki.
Instead of shaking those hands, he looked at them coldly, grabbed the oar and continued rowing.
"Where are you going?"
"go out!"
"Then you should get on my boat."
Asakura Nobuaki smiled friendly:
"Otherwise you won't be able to get out of the storm!"
"Why?"
Sakaki Makoto stopped and looked back at him.
"Because my ship has radar!"
He smiled and patted the side of the boat twice.
grass....
Sakaki Makoto's mouth twitched.
This reason is too realistic...
But it has to be admitted that Asakura Nobuaki's ferry does look much more advanced than his small wooden boat.
After hesitating for a while...
He turned around, shook the hand that Asakura Nobuaki extended to him, and climbed onto the ferry.
The sound of the whistle, ringing through the wind and rain, echoed everywhere.
The ferry set sail again.
"Why help me?"
"I'm not helping you..."
Asakura Nobuaki said calmly:
“I’m helping myself.”
"Even if you don't get on my ship, you can still get out, but it will take a long time and you can't wait."
"Or maybe..."
"Do you want to choose them?"
Asakura Nobuaki sneered, raised his hand and pointed at the darkness in the distance.
Sakaki looked in the direction he pointed and found that...
There are countless similar ships waiting.
And at the bow of every ship, there stands a "person" like Asakura Nobuaki.
..............
"Don't die..."
"You clearly promised not to abandon me..."
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