The staff didn't agree at first. They couldn't find what the two little girls were mixing up.
"You should wait for the police to come. There is no signal on the mobile phones down there. If something happens to you again, we cannot bear the responsibility." The leading master disagreed. Foreigners are much more stubborn than the Chinese on this point.
Until Wuyou asked Zhang Li to call their team leader over.
"You guarantee me that no matter what happens to me later, it has nothing to do with them, including the students who were lost before."
The team leader didn't dare, but when Gungun looked at him coldly, he could only cry and agree.
The staff didn't stop them, but Master Lang started again.
"Master Lang, what are you doing?" Zhao Shen shouted, "Damn it, you're not going too, are you?"
Gungun snatched the rope from Xia La's hand and Wuyou said, "Tie the rope to me, or you won't go either."
A few people were silent for a moment, and Xia La shrugged her shoulders: "OK, just let him go. There won't be any danger anyway."
The operation was like this. Wuyou went in to find someone, and Gungun followed her not far away, responsible for moving the rope. The other end is at the entrance, which is everyone's side.
This is equivalent to double insurance. The staff once said that when they entered once before, there was no person in charge of moving the rope. As a result, the rope became knotted and stuck, and the people who entered were trapped inside.
"Why did you come in looking for me?" Gungun's voice was a little cold, and he was obviously unhappy.
Wuyou walked a few meters away from him and glanced back: "I have seen the topographic map of this underground palace. The terrain on the undeveloped side is complicated and there may be many secret passages. The student is probably in danger."
"I remember my mother said that you always talk little and don't like to meddle in other people's business." Gungun lowered his head and tugged on the rope to tell people outside that everything was normal.
Wuyou looked at him with the look of a wayward child: "You forgot that the school's high school students are responsible for the students they bring with them. If anything happens to this child, your entire class will be blamed." The charge of irresponsibility.”
"Then it depends on what happened." Of course Gungun knew, but this student was seeking his own death.
Wuyou sighed: "Believe me, nothing will happen. We just need to find someone as soon as possible."
After a pause, she added: "I hope that student is okay..."
The main road here is lit, as are some of the stone houses. Some of the narrower trails are very dark. Obviously, even the scenic area staff have not been there. Wuyou did not choose those dark places. She believed that the student would not go to such a place as long as his brain was empty.
And according to the students who came back to report, the person disappeared not long after they came in. It must not be in a deeper place.
"Let's go this way." At a fork, Wuyou chose to go left.
Gungun was still a few meters away from her: "Do you think he is here?"
"I don't know." Wuyou said as he walked slowly, "The light here is too dark and we can't see any traces of walking on the ground. We can only try one by one."
It gets darker and darker as we walk, and the lights gradually become less and less. Wuyou touched a stone from the ground and started to throw it forward. She continued walking listening to the sound of the stone. If the stone rolled for a short time, she would change the direction.
When they started taking the third fork, both of them were sweating profusely despite the low temperature below.
"Gungun?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Wuyou was a little worried.
Gungun grunted: "I'm fine, let's find him quickly."
Wuyou threw the stone out again, and the sound carried far away. She walked forward with confidence, but suddenly her foot missed.
"Worry-free!" Gungun shouted, and before he could react, the huge inertia tripped him down, and he was dragged forward by the rope.
Bang! After a brief weightlessness, he fell on...
Worry-free body.
"Wuyou?" Gungun was frightened to death and hurriedly got up, "How are you doing? Why did you pick me up? You're not that tall!"
Wuyou rubbed his arms and stood up: "It's okay, I know how to use your strength."
"Hey!" Gungun took a quick look and saw someone lying in the corner. He picked up the flashlight and saw that it was not the child seeking death.
"Are you dead?" he asked angrily.
The elementary school chicken was motionless. Wuyou knelt down and took a look, and found that his head was covered with blood.
"My head is hurt." She was about to take off her coat when she saw Gun Gun staring at her.
He had no choice but to smile fondly, take off the primary school chicken's coat, and then tear off a strip of shirt underneath.
"He's fine. He just hit his head. He probably has a slight concussion." Wuyou tied up the little boy's head and said, "Call someone."
As agreed, Gungun pulled the rope five times, three long and two short, and then Wuyou threw his flashlight up again.
"It's not that low anymore." Gungun looked at the height. It was almost like a second floor. "Why is there such a big hole here again?"
Wuyou touched the ground and said, "It's dry. The rest of this underground palace is very damp. It's probably because someone is illegally mining nearby, which has caused the foundation here to sink."
"Sneeze!" Gungun sniffed and saw Wuyou trying to take off his coat again. He glared at her fiercely, "Why don't you take it off? I'm a big man."
Wuyou looked at him, then walked over and hugged him: "It's warmer this way."
Gungun froze, and after a while he slowly put his arms around Wuyou's waist.
"If it were before, would I have fallen into your arms a long time ago..." he asked softly.
Wuyou chuckled softly: "Well, you said you are a baby and need care and care."
vomit! He was disgusted by his old self.
Because we were following their rope, the staff arrived very quickly, and we could hear Xia La’s cry from afar.
"Here!" Wuyou replied, "Be careful, there is a pit here."
"Wuyou! Wuyou!" Xia La's voice got closer and closer, and soon a head popped up from above, "Are you okay?"
Gungun pointed at the unconscious elementary school chicken on the ground: "He's injured, we have to hang him up."
"Put the rope down and I'll carry him." Wuyou said.
Gungun glanced at her: "I'll carry it."
"You carry it, you carry it!" Xia La laughed from above.
The safety rope was quickly lowered, Wuyou fixed the primary school chicken on Gungun's back, and then let them get up first.
Unexpectedly, he was about to arrive. The little chicken suddenly woke up and found himself hanging in the air. He didn't realize what was going on and started struggling. With this movement, the rope began to shake.
The back of Gungun's head hit the stone above with a bang.
"If you fucking move, I'll throw you down!" Gungun was furious, his head throbbing in pain.
The elementary school chicken was so dizzy that he finally saw clearly that he was on someone's back, and he immediately calmed down.
After pulling them up, the staff immediately treated his wounds. Xia La saw that Gungun kept rubbing the back of his head.
"Are you okay?"
Gungun bared his teeth: "It's okay."
Soon, Wuyou was also pulled up, and as soon as she came up, she went to touch Gungun's head.
"It's okay!" Gungun let her touch it.
Wuyou touched it carefully a few times to make sure there was no bulge or anything.
When they came out, many classmates had gathered around, and everyone applauded. The injured elementary school kid was given serious attention by his classmates. Fortunately, he was injured, otherwise he would have been beaten away...
Wuyou told the staff about the pit and expressed his suspicions. They said they would check as soon as possible. Because of the delay, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when everyone went to eat. The injured primary school chicken was sent to the hospital, and a team leader accompanied him.
While eating, Gungun would touch his head from time to time.
"Does it still hurt?" Wuyou looked at him worriedly, "Let's go to the hospital."
Gungun shook his head: "It's okay. It hurts for sure. It will probably last two or three days."
Anyone who bumps like this would be hurt, but he didn't take it seriously. But Wuyou was worried. When he returned to the hotel in the evening, he specifically told Yuan Yiming to keep an eye on him and tell her immediately if anything happened to Gungun.
As a result, in the middle of the night, I heard a knock on the door and Yuan Yiming's anxious shout.
"Wuyou! Wuyou, come here quickly and see Mr. Lang!"
Almost as soon as he heard the knock on the door, Wuyou got out of bed, put on a coat and went to open the door.
Xia La also quickly put on her clothes. Only Zhang Li reacted slowly and was startled before chasing after her.
"I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night. I remembered what you said, so I came over to take a look at Mr. Lang."
It didn't matter. He found that Gungan's face was red, his brows were furrowed as if he was in pain, and his forehead was extremely hot when he touched it.
"High fever!" Xia La found the first aid kit in the room and took out the thermometer inside.
Wuyou ran to the bathroom and got a cold towel and put it on Gungun's head.
"I'll go!" A few minutes later, Xia La took out the thermometer, "39 degrees 5."
Zhang Li checked nearby pharmacies on her mobile phone, and Wuyou began to dress Gungun: "Xia La, contact the hotel front desk and ask them to prepare the car. Yuan Yiming calls the team leader and we go to the hospital."
The team leader was almost scared to death when he received the call. What kind of fever would he have to go to the hospital for? Then I thought about how Young Master Lang had been injured before, and I became even more confused, so I ran down wearing the hotel slippers.
The group quickly sent Gungun to a nearby hospital, and the doctor immediately gave him an infusion and took blood tests.
There were films taken by Gungun before on Wuyou's phone. After the doctor looked at them, he arranged for a brain scan.
"Wuyou..." Gungun woke up in the car and was lying down for an infusion. Seeing everyone's serious expressions, he was a little funny, "I just have a fever, why are you nervous."
Xia La pursed her lips, she was aware of Gungun's situation. His fever must be related to hitting his head during the day. If it affects the blood clots in his brain...
"Get some sleep." Wuyou touched his forehead, "The fever will go away when you wake up."
Gungun actually really wanted to sleep, so he closed his eyes when Wuyou said this, and fell into a deep sleep after a few minutes.
The nurse came and asked Wuyou to go to the doctor. After Wuyou passed, the doctor took a picture and showed it to her.