Although the wolves have fled, the smell of blood here is too strong and may attract other wild animals.
Rong Zhengqing hurried over to support him and thanked him repeatedly.
"Thank you, officer. If we hadn't killed these wolves, Comrade Song Zhi and the others would have been in danger."
At this point, she seemed to suddenly remember something and asked curiously, "Where's Song Ruanruan?"
Song Zhi looked into her eyes and said slowly, "As soon as the wolves came out, Song Ruanruan left me and ran away."
Rong Zhengqing was stunned, his expression filled with surprise.
"Oh, why did she do this? She left you alone!"
Song Zhi had been observing her expression and did not miss the regret that flashed across her eyes just now.
Song Zhi's heart sank suddenly, and the hands hanging by his side suddenly tightened.
But now is not the time to worry about these things. Tang Junhe was seriously injured. There is no telling how many wild beasts there are in the deep mountains. They must leave quickly.
"Go down the mountain first."
Rong Zhengqing was keenly aware that Song Zhi seemed to have noticed something, and the smile on his face froze slightly, but then he heard Song Zhi say again.
When the group was preparing to go down the mountain, Song Zhi discovered that Tang Junhe also had a wound on his leg, but fortunately the wound was not deep.
But seeing how pale and weak he looked due to excessive blood loss, Song Zhi still walked forward, and together with Rong Zhengqing, they supported him and slowly walked down the mountain.
Song Zhi could feel that his condition was getting worse and worse, and the weight he put on them was gradually increasing. Even with the two of them supporting him, it was still extremely difficult for him to walk.
"Tang Junhe."
Song Zhi was afraid that he would lose too much blood and fall into a coma, so she called his name from time to time.
At first, Tang Junhe responded a few times in a clear voice, and then his voice gradually became softer.
This time, after Song Zhi called his name, he didn't hear his response for a long time.
She paused and looked down in his direction. She saw that he had his eyes closed, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his brows were twisted in pain, and he seemed to be unconscious.
The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding.
"We can't go on like this." Song Zhi frowned and said to Rong Zhengqing, "We are going down the mountain too slowly. You have to go down quickly and find someone to help us. You have to be quick."
"good!"
Rong Zhengqing looked at Tang Junhe's pale face, gritted his teeth and ran quickly down the mountain.
Song Zhi looked at her back as she left, pursed her lips, and just hoped that she could find someone to come over quickly.
She was not worried that Rong Zhengqing would not come back. Tang Junhe was an officer. If something really happened to him, it would be a big problem. Rong Zhengqing dared not not come back.
Only after Rong Zhengqing's back completely disappeared did Song Zhi lay Tang Junhe flat on the ground and gently pushed his face.
"Tang Junhe? Wake up?"
Tang Junhe had fallen into a coma due to blood loss from the stone.
No matter how she called out, he just closed his eyes and didn't respond.
His face was as pale as white paper, and the blood on his shoulders became the most glaring color on his body at the moment. The hair on his forehead was messy, not as neat as usual, and he looked particularly embarrassed.
Tang Junhe saved her, so Song Zhi would certainly not abandon him.
She remembered that there was medicine in the space supermarket, so she had to help him treat the wound quickly, at least to stop the bleeding, otherwise Tang Junhe would definitely not survive until the people from the mountain arrived.
Her consciousness sank into the space, and she indeed found the medicine she needed.
She quickly took out the medicine, bandages and antibiotics from the space. She was afraid that Tang Junhe would get hypothermia due to excessive blood loss in such a cold weather, so she quickly took out two hot packs and put them on him.
Tang Junhe was drowsy and his consciousness suddenly became blurred, but he could still feel that Song Zhi had put something on him.
The warm feeling made him feel a little better.
Song Zhi was checking how to use the medicine. When he lowered his head, he saw that Tang Junhe seemed to have woken up, with his deep eyes slightly narrowed weakly.
"I asked Rong Zhengqing to go back to the village to find someone. I'll help you treat your wounds. Just hold on."
Song Zhi explained to him.
Tang Junhe responded softly, wanting to tell her not to worry about him, but because of excessive blood loss, he didn't even have the strength to speak.
In a daze, he could only see Song Zhi's fair and tender face constantly shaking in front of his eyes.
Her little mouth kept opening and closing, and she looked worried, but Tang Junhe couldn't hear her voice clearly.
Song Zhi looked at the hideous wound on his shoulder, then quietly took out a pair of scissors and cut open the clothes next to the wound.
After seeing the wound clearly, Song Zhi took a breath.
A huge bloody hole was torn in his shoulder by the wolf king's sharp teeth. The wound was so deep that the bones inside could be seen. At this time, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and it was no wonder that the bleeding could not be stopped.
Song Zhi had never seen such a bloody wound, and his hand holding the gauze was shaking a little.
Looking at the wound, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
The temperature was low at night, especially in the mountains. Tang Junhe was weak at the moment. When the cold wind blew, he shivered unconsciously. The blood flowing from his body dyed the soil beneath him dark red.
Song Zhi was afraid that the strong smell of blood would attract nearby wild animals, so he quickly turned the flashlight to the maximum.
Tang Junhe's face seemed to have become paler, and his breathing seemed to have become much weaker.
If he delays any longer like this, he will really be in trouble!
Song Zhi gritted her teeth and forced herself to take action. She first used gauze to clean the blood around the wound.
As soon as the gauze touched the wound, Tang Junhe hissed in pain.
"I'll be gentle, please bear with it."
Song Zhi lowered her eyes and saw that his brows were furrowed in pain and his lips were even paler. She quickly spoke.
The movements of her hands became much faster. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. If she moved more quickly, he would at least feel less pain.
Just helping him clean the blood from the wound made Song Zhi sweat profusely.
After cleaning the wound, she quickly disinfected it with iodine.
It was very painful during the disinfection, and Tang Junhe's body shook twice.
The pain made his drowsy consciousness clearer.
Song Zhi quickly poured medicine on the wound and then wrapped his entire shoulder with a bandage.
Although her bandaging technique was a bit rough, fortunately the bleeding was successfully stopped.
She touched her forehead and realized that it was so cold that her face was covered with cold sweat.
When I lowered my head, I saw Tang Junhe opening his eyes with difficulty.
Song Zhi said softly, "Tang Junhe, I've helped you stop the bleeding. Rong Zhengqing should be back soon. Just hold on, and we'll go down the mountain together."
Due to excessive blood loss, Tang Junhe's vision was blurred and he could only see a vague outline of her.
She lowered her head and whispered something to him, her tone soft but firm.
The look in her eyes made him feel a little strange. The girl in his memory who loved to act coquettishly and looked at him with admiration was now looking at him calmly without any deep affection.
In the dark sky, snowflakes slowly fell on his face, and the cool touch gradually melted on his skin.
It's snowing.
He closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.
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