In this land, if the police want to save people, no one can openly do it right.
But this village near the secret door—
Bai Muchuan took another look at the village in the thick fog, and felt sympathy in his heart, but he didn't say any more.
"Everyone, hurry up! Let the advanced village resettle!"
Meng Chi came over and asked for help, "Team Bai, put the wounded in the car!"
The "wounded" he was referring to was Xiang Wan on Bai Muchuan's back.
After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xiang Wan, pulled the co-pilot away,
Bai Muchuan refused, "No need, she was only slightly injured and passed out temporarily. Leave the seat to someone who needs it more."
The last sentence can be said to be great.
However, Quan Shaoteng raised the corners of his lips, not quite believing his words, "What do you think? You don't even want a car?"
Bai Muchuan snorted coolly, "Meng Chi can find this place, but can't the police?"
…
"Mr. Meng." Lima walked over cautiously, her steps were weak, and she almost cried when she heard the voice, "It's great that you're here... We almost...we couldn't come back..."
When she said us, she meant her and Xie Wanwan.
They are both signed artists under Mengshi Media.
However, her grievance and gratitude met Xie Wanwan's pale face.
"It's you who almost can't come back, not me."
Xie Wanwan didn't have Lima's flattery towards Meng Chi at all, she just nodded slightly at him as a greeting, walked straight past him, and followed Cheng Zheng's footsteps.
Lima got bored, her expression changed, and she hated her to death, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Everyone knows that Xie Wanwan is not only a traffic floret, but also the top artist of the Meng family.
She was created by Meng Chi, and the weight in Meng Chi's heart is different from that of an artist like her who made her debut halfway...
So, holding back her breath, she glanced at Meng Chi shyly, "Wanwan and I were there, and we suffered a lot..."
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Meng Chi obviously didn't have much interest in listening to her complaints, and didn't even look at her.
He politely asked the driver to help Lima into the car, then followed Xie Wanwan over.
"Wait a moment!"
Xie Wanwan turned around, "Boss Meng, what's the matter?"
Meng Chi could see that she had been following the injured Tang Yuanchu.
Frowning, he pointed to the off-road vehicle behind him, "Get in the car."
Xie Wanwan glanced at Cheng Zheng, "This road is too bad, the car bumps again, I'm afraid we don't need it? Team Cheng..."
As long as she can save Tang Yuanchu, she doesn't mind taking Meng Chi's car.
However, Cheng Zheng let someone carry Tang Yuanchu, and walked quickly without looking back.
"Taking a car has to go around, it's not as convenient as walking." After she finished speaking, she followed quickly.
Meng Chi's face was pulled down, obviously a little ugly.
But he didn't make a sound, and turned back to get in the car, "Let's go."
…
Xie Wanwan was actually worried in her heart. She walked up to Cheng Zheng and looked anxiously at the unconscious Tang Yuanchu.
"Cheng Dui, should we take him to the hospital?"
"Yes!" Cheng Zheng replied.
"Then..." Xie Wanwan glanced back, and suddenly coveted Meng Chi's car, "Why don't we confiscate his car?"
The police can requisition social vehicles when needed, she understands this.
Cheng Zheng glanced at her and refused.
"If Meng Chi can find this village, so can others."
Of course, Xie Wanwan didn't know that Cheng Zheng was disgusted with Meng Chi because of Xiang Wan's incident, but she felt a little sad...
What if there is no other car
…
It had been so many hours since they entered the mouth of the vulture.
The rescuers outside, led by Hassan, were not going to sit and do nothing.
It's just that Meng Chi is better than their car, just a little faster.
Facts have proved that Bai Muchuan and Cheng Zheng's judgment is correct.
Before a group of them entered the village, they saw two police off-road vehicles coming in on the country road outside the village—
It was none other than Deputy Commander Hassan of the command post.
He brought the car, the people, and some other logistics support materials.
At this moment, this scene is like a divine soldier descending from the sky.
Seeing this, Cheng Zheng's expressionless face finally relaxed a little.
"Tang Yuanchu—he's saved!"
When Xie Wanwan heard it, her whole spirit was lifted.
The legs that had been sore for a long time regained strength, and the voice that had been hoarse was loud again.
"Here! Here, we are here!"
She waved her hands excitedly and yelled loudly at the slowly approaching police car, completely devoid of her usual aloof look—
"We have critically wounded people who need to be sent to the hospital!"
Xie Wanwan admits that she is selfish.
In this team, more than one Tang Yuanchu was injured.
Although he was the most injured and would definitely receive priority rescue, she was still afraid that the best resources would not be reserved for Tang Yuanchu.
She can't control others, at this moment, she can only control Tang Yuanchu.
Jump for that.
She couldn't bear his death.
Therefore, her attitude towards Cheng Zheng, who saved Tang Yuanchu's life, was much better than before. She said every word to Cheng Dui, and she no longer treated him as shamelessly as before.
"Cheng Dui, if we send people to the hospital now, there won't be any accidents on the way, right?"
She doesn't understand.
But her eyes were eager.
Cheng Zheng knew Xie Wanwan from before.
I also know the former Xie Wanwan.
So, he couldn't see through the current Xie Wanwan.
"Moved by him?" Cheng Zheng asked.
This question is very acute.
Xie Wanwan was startled, looking at Tang Yuanchu's pale face like a dead man.
"Yes. But moving is not emotion."
Cheng Zheng sneered and said nothing, "Your relationship is really strong."
Hearing his sarcasm, Xie Wanwan glanced at him, "Aren't you the same? After doing so many things this time, many people should be grateful to you. Even I have improved your character, but …”
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she glanced in Xiang Wan's direction, "You are touched, but you can't get affection in return, can you?"
Heartbroken.
Cheng Zheng's eyes darkened.
At this time, Hassan had already run over with rescue police officers.
The roads in this place are really rough.
Everyone worked together to lift the injured and sick companions into the car together.
There are only two cars, and priority is given to those who are seriously ill.
Cheng Zheng put Tang Yuanchu into the car and told Mei Xin to take care of him, but he didn't go up.
Xie Wanwan asked him, worriedly asking: "Aren't you going?"
Cheng Zheng shook his head, "If you go out, there will be more professional doctors. But I, not."
"Oh, I forgot. I almost regarded you as a doctor." Because she was worried about Tang Yuanchu, Xie Wanwan was not happy that he stayed like this, so she gave him a cold gouging look, looked at the car, and licked the cool tooth socket again. He took off the warm scarf around his neck and handed it to Cheng Zheng.
"Help me, thank you Xiang Wan!"
Cheng Zheng looked at his scarf: "..."
The rescue team decided to send Tang Yuanchu to the hospital immediately.
Therefore, the car stopped for less than three minutes and drove away again.
Xie Wanwan was worried, and followed the car...
After sending away a group of patients, the atmosphere finally relaxed.
Cheng Zheng walked towards Bai Muchuan, looking at the woman on his back, his brows furrowed tightly.
Both of them were wet, like two drowned rats.
However, the lines of sight meeting in the air seemed like flames colliding.
"Why didn't you put her in the car?" Cheng Zheng asked.
"She doesn't want to." Bai Muchuan said concisely, "If she wakes up and can't see me, she will blame me for breaking my promise."
"But she's injured and needs medical treatment!" Cheng Zheng gritted his teeth, looking a little angry.
"Aren't you here?" Bai Muchuan slightly curled his lips, and there was a hint of evil in that smile, "I don't think there is a better doctor than you in Nanmu."
It turned out that Bai Muchuan heard what he said to Xie Wanwan just now.
Cheng was expressionless, looking directly at him without making a sound.
People like to hear good things.
Bai Muchuan's words were a compliment to his medical skills, no matter whether the intention was sincere or not, Cheng Zheng couldn't object.
"But, there is no medical equipment here!" Cheng Zheng added, "This is the most important thing."
"Xiang Wan's injury is different from Tang Yuanchu's. The bullet has grazed... Your medicine kit is enough."
"..."
Hearing Bai Muchuan's words, Cheng Zheng was stunned for half a minute before he snorted indifferently.
"You have a lot of confidence in me."
With a hum, Bai Muchuan carried Xiang Wan on his back and continued walking towards the village, "Of course, it's limited to medical skills. It doesn't include medical ethics!"
"..."
Cheng Zheng choked on him, unable to speak a word.
After a while, he followed bitterly and sneered.
"It seems that you don't need my treatment!"
Bai Muchuan glanced at his injured arm, "..."
…
When Xiang Wan woke up again, the first word that came to mind was—
The hut is broken by the autumn wind!
The light in this house is too dark, the windows are exposed to the wind, there is no decent furniture, the dusty interior, and the ground is still muddy, giving people the illusion that they have suddenly traveled back to the ancient poor countryside.
Quiet surroundings, no sound at all.
She doesn't know where she is.
The final consciousness is staying in the water.
Bitter cold water.
She couldn't help but sneezed and coughed, "Bai Muchuan?"
The shout was trembling and hoarse, and she was frightened by herself.
However, no one responded.
Xiang Wan propped up her arms and tentatively sat up.
hiss! There was a tingling pain and numbness in the leg, and it was inconvenient to move. It seemed that the leg suddenly swelled up.
It wasn't that uncomfortable before, but after taking a break, it got worse.
Xiang Wan caressed nervously, looking left and right.
A faded old keeper was taped to the panel of the door.
Next to the door god, there is a wooden drying rack.
A coat hangs on the hanger.
She recognized it at a glance, it was what Bai Muchuan was wearing before.
The clothes are there, but the people are not
Xiang Wan's heart was numb with horror, and he shouted even louder.
"Bai Muchuan! Bai Muchuan... where are you!"