559 Young Master, Even if You Die, You Must Be Gorgeous

After shouting for a whole day, Feng Qingchen lost her voice the next day. Not to mention shouting, even opening her mouth was painful. Feng Qingchen knew that her throat was injured and she might not be able to speak for a short time.

Unable to shout, and without help, Feng Qingchen had to continue using the clumsy method, searching bit by bit, carpet-like. After noon, Feng Qingchen ate a few bites of dry food and was about to take a rest when the falcon suddenly stopped in front of her and shouted at her...

Feng Qingchen's face lit up with joy and he quickly stood up. He wanted to ask Falcon if he had found someone, but he found that he couldn't make any sound. He was so anxious that he was about to cry.

The falcon looked at Feng Qingchen with contempt, flapped its wings and flew up, motioning Feng Qingchen to follow. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was following it, it continued to move forward.

After walking for half an hour, Feng Qingchen saw a deep valley not far away. The falcon stopped at the entrance of the cave, flapped its wings inside, and motioned Feng Qingchen to go in. After giving instructions, it flew away without caring whether Feng Qingchen understood it or not.

Dead people are the most annoying thing!

As soon as the falcon left, Feng Qingchen ran forward quickly. Before he stepped into the cave, he smelled a pungent smell. This smell...

Feng Qingchen was stunned on the spot, his mouth opened wide, his nose felt sore, and tears flowed out.

It was the smell of a corpse, she couldn't be mistaken.

Feng Qingchen's feet felt like they were filled with lead. He couldn't move at all and kept shaking his head...

The stench of corpses only means that someone has died, not necessarily Jin Ling. No, no, Jin Ling will not die. The person inside must not be Jin Ling, definitely not...

At this moment, Feng Qingchen was frightened. She didn't dare to go in. She was afraid of seeing Wang Jinling's body. She couldn't accept it.

Woo woo woo... Like a wounded beast, Feng Qingchen let out a hoarse and deep cry.

What doctors fear most is that their relatives and friends die on the operating table, and what forensic doctors fear most is that their relatives and friends lie on the dissection table.

They are used to seeing life and death, so they are more afraid of death and cherish life more.

Feng Qingchen stood at the entrance of the cave, tears streaming down her face. Her legs were weak, but she held on tightly.

She couldn't fall down, Jin Ling was still waiting for her.

"Feng Qingchen, you have to hold on. Don't fall down. The person inside may not be Jin Ling. Go in, go in, go in and take a look. If, if it is really Jin Ling, then... then..." Feng Qingchen kept cheering herself up in her heart. When she thought about the future, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

If the person inside is really Jin Ling, what should she do? She can't do anything. She is not a god, she can't bring the dead back to life, and she can't turn back time.

Jin Ling, it’s not you, it must not be you.

Feng Qingchen sniffed, bit her lip, and opened her eyes as wide as possible to stop herself from crying. After raising her sleeves to wipe the tears from her face, Feng Qingchen strode towards the depths of the cave.

No matter what the result is, she has to go in and take a look. Standing here and daydreaming is useless. As long as she sees it with her own eyes, she will know whether Jin Ling is in trouble.

"ah……"

As soon as he stepped into the cave and saw the tragic situation inside, Feng Qingchen curled up and let out a scream of grief, the sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the entire valley.

In the cave, there were five or six corpses lying in all directions, each of them was shrunken, and two of them were already stinking. The most important thing was...

Jin Ling is here too.

Wang Jinling was lying motionless in the innermost part, his brocade clothes were tattered, but even so, he was still the most eye-catching, and Feng Qingchen saw him at the first sight.

"Jin Ling, no, no, it can't be..." Feng Qingchen stumbled inside. She was so sad that she broke through the limitation of losing her voice and cried out regardless of the tearing pain.

"Jinling, Jinling, you will be fine. You will be fine."

"Jin Ling, wait for me, wait for me, I will come to save you."

"Jin Ling, please wait for me, please wait for me, I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Boom... Feng Qingchen's legs went weak and he stepped on the arm of a corpse and fell to the ground.

Looking down, she saw a bloody wound on his arm. It looked like it was cut by a sharp stone. Judging from the color of the blood, it should be two days old. Feng Qingchen didn't want to think too much and crawled directly towards Wang Jinling.

"Jin Ling, don't scare me. You promised me that you would come back safely. You can't break your promise." Feng Qingchen couldn't stop the tears in her eyes.

She doesn't like to cry, and she has always believed that tears are the behavior of the weak. But when her heartache and sadness are extreme, she can no longer stop crying. Only tears can vent the panic and anxiety in her heart.

Jinling, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If I had been faster, faster, maybe you would be fine.

What if...

I hate asking myself what ifs the most, but at this moment, I really regret it.

Wang Jinling was her first friend and her only close friend in this world. She could not accept Wang Jinling's death, and she could not accept that he died in this place and in this way.

Wang Jinling, the world-famous young master, absolutely cannot die in such a cowardly way, in an unknown cave.

The greatest prince in the world, he must die a worthy death, die in glory, and die in a way that no one will forget him.

Wang Jinling, you will never die here! You must not die here!

She won't allow it, she won't allow it!

She would not allow herself to say that Jin Ling was dead. Before she touched Jin Ling's body again, before she was sure that Jin Ling had no breath of life, she would never allow herself to say that Jin Ling was dead.

Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face again. Her eyes, washed by tears, were unusually bright. There was no sadness or pain in her eyes, only determination and indomitable spirit.

She is a doctor. She cannot determine whether a person is alive or dead based on what she sees. This is too unscientific.

Jin Ling wouldn't necessarily die, right? His guards were protecting him, how could he die? That wound, the body she just stepped on, the wound on his arm should have been cut out by himself. If she hadn't guessed, that person should have cut out his own flesh to feed Jin Ling.

Don't feel disgusted. When she was about to starve to death, she could eat not only human flesh, but even her own flesh.

So, Jin Ling might still be alive!

Feng Qingchen stood up, closed his eyes, exhaled, inhaled...

When she opened her eyes again, she had already controlled her emotions. Stepping over the corpse at her feet, Feng Qingchen walked to Wang Jinling and half-knelt beside him.

When she got closer, she found that Wang Jinling was in even worse condition than she had imagined. Jinling was so thin that there was not a pound of flesh on his body. He looked even worse than an African refugee. But even in this state, he still had a faint smile on his face.

Such a man has the indifference and gentlemanly demeanor engraved in his bones. Even in the most miserable state and afraid of facing death, he remains calm and elegant, exuding a charming demeanor.

Feng Qingchen couldn't help but smile.

Jin Ling, I believe in you, just as you believe in me!

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