Chapter 850 Behind him is a bloody road
Jin Wu's throat was choked.
She tried to raise her hands and hug Duan Shiyan tighter.
But she had lost all her strength now.
I could only lean against his broad back and cry silently.
It turned out to be him.
It turns out that the truth she has always wanted to know has been by her side all along.
But why didn't Duan Shiyan directly admit that he was the one who sent her to the hospital?
What had she missed in all that time?
Jin Ji buried his cheek deep in his neck in self-blame, his red eyes full of soreness.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
As if sensing her emotions, Duan Shiyan thought she was afraid.
He repeated the words, "Don't be afraid, I'm here," countless times, soothing her in a hoarse voice.
He lifted up his soaked trouser legs and continued to walk steadily forward.
Night has quietly fallen.
It made the already dark sky even darker.
A sharp gust of wind suddenly blew with large particles of white snow.
It was like a turbulent snow wave rising from the ground and suddenly hitting over, completely submerging all the vision in front of the eyes.
Duan Shiyan was carrying Jin Wu on his back, and his vision was suddenly blocked.
The snow under my feet was wet and soft, and I lost my balance in an instant and slid rapidly down the slope below!
At this moment.
In this critical moment where there is absolutely no way to react.
It's like an instinctive reaction that has long been engraved in the soul.
At the critical moment of sliding down, Duan Shiyan had already held Jin Wu tightly in his arms.
In the rapid slide.
He held her in his arms, completely protecting her head, not letting her body touch any rocks, and always keeping her cushioned on top of him.
He risked his life to use his flesh and blood to block the dangers from the sharp rocks for her.
In an instant.
Duan Shiyan's entire back was covered with cuts.
The bright, wet blood stained the clothes on his back red.
Even his forehead was slightly hit and a wound was left. Blood was slowly seeping out from his hair and flowing down his cheek.
Stop sliding down.
Duan Shiyan leaned his back against the mountain, his chest heaving with heavy breathing, and his pair of dark eyes were dazed for a moment.
But despite this.
He held Jin Wu's arms tightly, preventing her from getting hurt at all.
After sliding down just now, Jin Wu's already dizzy head became even more dizzy.
But she still tried her best to keep her spirits up and tried hard to raise her head to see if he was injured.
But it hasn't lifted up yet.
Duan Shiyan had already raised his hands to cover his eyes, preventing her from seeing his injured face. His voice was even hoarser than before as he comforted her, "I'm fine, don't be afraid."
The wound was clearly causing severe pain.
My head was hit and I felt dizzy and buzzing.
Obviously, he was exhausted.
But Duan Shiyan still picked up Jin Wu again as if he was risking his life, completely ignoring the half of his cheek that was soaked with blood.
Afraid that this accident would delay her treatment, he continued to walk forward faster with his feet that were so tired that they seemed to have lost consciousness.
In the accident that just slipped, no one knew where the bracelets of both of them had fallen.
All the positions that could be passed on disappeared instantly.
"Baby, don't sleep."
"Can I tell you a story now?"
Worried that Jin Wu wouldn't be able to hold on, Duan Shiyan hugged her and stepped deep and shallow in the snow with his feet.
Even though his vision was gradually becoming blurry, he still curled his lips slightly, thinking of ways to help her stay alert.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy who liked a girl. However, he was too stupid. In order to get the girl's attention, he kept teasing her, pulling her braids, poking her back, and even stealing her pen. This made the girl misunderstand that he didn't like her just like everyone else."
"But actually, that's not the case. The boy has always liked the girl and has liked her for a very long time..."
The wounds exposed to the snow and wind caused a tearing pain.
Every step I took felt like I was stepping on steel needles, and the pain was so severe that just breathing caused a tingling sensation.
Duan Shiyan's consciousness had gradually begun to blur, and his steps began to stagger.
But he still held on, using a willpower that ordinary people could hardly imagine, and held Jin Wu tightly in his arms.
He patiently used up his remaining energy to talk to her over and over again, so that she could continue to maintain her spirits.
"Don't sleep, Imami."
"Stay awake, don't sleep..."
"Don't sleep, don't leave me here..."
Jin Wu was held tightly in Duan Shiyan's arms the whole time, with her cheek buried in his broad chest.
Listening to his increasingly hoarse voice, his breathing which was becoming noticeably weaker, and smelling a faint smell of blood, my heart couldn't help but tighten.
She mustered up a little strength and tried to look up again to see if he was injured.
But just like before, his icy palm once again gently covered the back of her head, preventing her from looking. "Wuwu, baby, I'm fine, really fine, I'm not lying to you..."
The raging snowstorm finally seemed to be showing signs of letting up.
The sound of the wind, which was like the roar of a wild beast, gradually weakened, and the fluttering snow was not as dense as before.
Duan Shiyan was holding Jin Wu and walking in the endless snowfield, his shoulders were covered with a thick layer of white snow.
He looked ahead with a somewhat scattered gaze at the seemingly endless distance, and a feeling of powerless fear spread in his heart.
At this moment.
This man, who had never taken ghosts and gods seriously, bent his back for the first time and bowed his head to pray to the gods and Buddhas.
Anyone is fine.
Could you please bless her to get through this difficult time safely and not let death take her away?
If a sacrifice is needed, then take his life.
As long as I can save her.
He was willing to pay any price.
If only I could save her...
It was as if God had finally heard his prayers.
The whistling wind finally died down, and the blizzard that had been raging for most of the day also gradually subsided.
As the snowstorm subsided, the entire vast earth seemed to have pressed the mute button in an instant and suddenly became quiet.
Duan Shiyan couldn't tell how long he had been walking while holding Jin Wu, and his cheeks had already lost much color.
It was as if all my senses were blocked, and the severe pain from all the wounds had become numb and could no longer be felt.
Just as he was swallowing his throat again with difficulty and pursing his lips which were beginning to crack.
His feet seemed to follow his instinctive reaction. Even though he was so tired that he was about to fall down at any moment, he still walked forward steadily.
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
The noise from the helicopter cut through the sky, passed through the fog, and sounded from far away to near.
As soon as the blizzard stopped.
Several helicopters that had been searching for them finally found their tracks and quickly landed on the ground.
As soon as the gangway descended, Duan Qinghe and Xue Nan, led by Wen Kelin and other medical personnel, rushed towards them quickly with stretchers.
"Xiao Wu, it's okay, it's okay."
Wen Kelin looked at Jin Wu with tears in her eyes. He was smiling brightly and happily this morning, but now he was pale and weak and about to collapse. She felt so distressed.
"Mr. Duan, are you okay..."
When Wen Kelin turned to look at the man who had been hugging Jin Wu tightly, her pupils shrank slightly and her voice stopped abruptly.
"Baby, they're coming."
As if oblivious to the gazes of the people present, Duan Shiyan carefully placed Jin Wu in his arms on the stretcher, his bloodless lips curved slightly, "You are finally safe."
Just as he finished speaking.
“Tick-tock.”
It felt like something hot and wet was dripping onto my face.
Jin Wu weakly half raised his eyelashes.
His tired gaze immediately fell on Duan Shiyan's cheek, which was soaked with blood from the wound on his forehead.
In an instant, his eyes widened in fear and tears welled up in his eyes again.
No wonder after they slid down the hillside, when she wanted to check if he was injured, he suddenly covered her eyes.
No wonder he kept her cheek pressed against his chest the entire time and wouldn't let her lift it up.
No wonder she smelled something like blood.
It turned out that Duan Shiyan had been seriously injured since then.
But he didn't take it seriously.
He held her and coaxed her throughout the whole process to help her stay spirited.
"Be good, it doesn't hurt."
Duan Shiyan raised his trembling hands to wipe away the blood and tears on Jin Wu's face. His hoarse voice was as gentle as ever, "Don't cry, it really doesn't hurt at all."
Deceiving...
How could it be possible that it doesn't hurt at all...
Jin Wu's eyes were wet with tears in the last moment when her consciousness slowly fell into coma.
The face in front of her still had that doting and gentle smile, as if he had really not lied to her and it didn't hurt at all.
I finally saw with my own eyes that my loved one was able to leave here safely.
The man who had been holding on until now finally breathed a sigh of relief. His body, which had been in a red light state for a long time, shook several times, his pupils gradually became dull, and his eyes slowly closed.
It was as if he had finally let himself fall down and fall into the darkness.
"Duan Shiyan!!!"
"Brother Duan!!!"
The people at the scene yelled and rushed towards him with a stretcher.
The cold wind that disturbed the vision finally stopped, the heavy snow stopped falling rapidly, and the whole white world gradually returned to clarity.
They looked back and suddenly realized.
The snowy ground where Duan Shiyan walked seemed to have no end, and was covered with bloodstains left by him intermittently.
Behind him was a bloody trail.
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