Yan Huan wasn't confident about the situation they were in at all. Their signal flare was damaged, what could they use to go back now?
She had to worry about Song Xihua as well as how they were going to get out. She wasn't able to sleep and went she opened her eyes again, she realised it was the next day already.
"Song Xihua, Song Xihua," She pushed him but he still didn't wake up. She placed her hand on his forehead. It wasn't hot and his breathing was very stable too. He looked just as if he was sleeping but that was what made it problematic. She wasn't a doctor and she had no idea where he was injured. Was it his brain or somewhere else?
The day was getting brighter and occasionally, they could hear the sound of rain falling.
Yan Huan emerged from her tent; only then did she have a clear look at where they had fallen.
