Wen Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll go down, and you stay here."
Fang Duo slid down the rope while crying, and the people ran around the deck towards them.
Wen Qiao didn't have time to wait for Fang Duo to dawdle, she reached out and grabbed the rope, slid down hard, and kicked Fang Duo directly to the second floor. Fang Duo still looked aggrieved: "Why did you kick me?"
Wen Qiao felt that she was really a person who couldn't tell the key points, so he grabbed her collar and said, "Jump..."
I don’t know when, the cruise ship had sailed away from the shore and it took a long time to reach the shore.
Fang Duo trembled with fear and said, "I... I don't dare, it's too high."
Wen Qiao kicked the man down and Fang Duo screamed wildly. Wen Qiao was about to jump, but she heard a "pop" sound and felt pain. Someone stabbed her from behind. She came to her senses instinctively and kicked the man who stabbed her in the chest, then used the force to fall into the sea.
It was already June, but Wen Qiao felt cold when he fell into the sea.
There seemed to be a light in the distance, and the waves came over, and the sea water rushed into her mouth. She was stabbed in the lower back, and the sea water soaked her, and the pain made her scattered consciousness gradually clear again.
She heard the cruise ship's whistle and Fang Duo's crying.
Fang Duo was calling her: "Wen Qiao, Wen Qiao..."
Wen Qiao thought, she had to swim to the shore, at least she had to swim to the shore. If she sank, she would not be able to breathe and she would die.
She had to at least hold on until Fu Nanli came.
But the blood flowed quickly, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. Her hands and feet seemed to be tied up with a heavy weight, dragging her to the bottom of the sea.
She couldn't swim anymore, she felt very tired.
When Fu Nanli's roar came over, the cruise ship was already far away from them.
She sank and kept sinking. There was light on the surface of the sea. She seemed to see someone swimming towards her. The moment she touched the bottom, he swam to her side.
Fu Nanli hugged her and swam towards the surface of the sea. The water was not deep near the coast.
He held his Qiao'er in his arms and emerged from the sea. When the light shone over her, he discovered that her body was already soaked in blood.
A dozen bodyguards followed him, and Fu Nanli was even confused: "Drive quickly."
He carried the person into the car. Wen Qiao was still conscious. He held his fingers and said weakly, "You are here, you are here..."
"Qiao'er, I'm here..."
The car sped away, and Qin Bei turned around and said, "Master, you have to help her stop the bleeding."
The medical kit in the car was handed over, and Fu Nanli hurriedly took out the gauze and pressed it on her waist. "Wen Qiao, don't sleep... Don't sleep, wake up, we will be at the hospital soon."
Wen Qiao's eyes were blurry. He saw his worried face, his heavy breathing, the swaying lights, and the mysterious pentagram. Finally, everything disappeared into darkness.
"Qiaoer..." The roar finally calmed down.
Qin Bei had never seen his young master so panicked. He was at a loss. He wanted to save her, but he didn't dare touch her for fear of damaging her wounds and making the situation worse. He had so many concerns, the only thing he could do was call her name, over and over again, until his voice became hoarse and he was exhausted.
At the hospital entrance, Qin Bei had contacted the hospital director early in the morning, and a group of people were waiting at the door of the emergency room.
Then he saw a line of five or six black cars parked in front of the hospital. The dean hurried over and saw the prince of the Fu family getting out of the car holding a girl covered in blood.
(End of this chapter)