The man's face was Pale, his brows were light, and the red mole between his brows was especially enchanting... ...
This.. Who else could it be but Li Feihuan?
But why was he here?
Zhao Siqing quickly got up and reached out to check his breath. His breath was very weak, but he should still be alive.
As she got closer, Zhao Siqing realized that the blood seemed to be flowing from his body.
She pulled his coat apart and saw that there was a dark red stain on his shirt at his waist.
It looked like a gunshot wound... ...
Zhao Siqing did not expect to run into Li Feihuan in such a place. However, since she had run into him, she could not just stand by and watch him die.
Zhao Siqing sighed and placed one of his arms on her shoulder, trying to help him up.
After a lot of effort, she finally managed to help him up. However, the unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes and pressed the black muzzle of his gun against Zhao Siqing's waist.
Zhao Siqing stopped moving and did not dare to move.
Li Feihuan turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Siqing. His Pale face was stunned and a little absent-minded.
Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and said softly, "what a coincidence. "
Li Feihuan gently smiled and slowly put away the gun. He said with some difficulty, "doctor Zhao and I are fated. "
Zhao Siqing met his warm eyes and said softly, "can you leave? "
Li Feihuan's body was pressed on Zhao Siqing's body. Before he could speak, the world was spinning in front of him again, and he was in a daze.
Seeing that his wound was bleeding again, Zhao Siqing quickly put him on the ground, trying to help him stop the bleeding.
Li Feihuan's vision turned black. He slowly pointed to the east and said softly, "go there. "
Zhao Siqing looked in the direction he pointed. She did not ask what was there, but just ran there quickly.
After walking for dozens of meters, Zhao Siqing found a man on the ground.
The man was lying on the ground with his face down. His back was soaked in blood. There was a scattered medicine box not far from his hand. It seemed to be Li Feihuan's man.
Zhao Siqing flipped him over and checked his breathing and pulse. He was already dead.
When she picked up the medicine box and returned to Li Feihuan's side, he had already fallen into a coma again.
Zhao Siqing poured alcohol on his wound in a flurry. She grabbed the medicine bottle and looked at it. Then, she sprinkled the medicine powder to stop the bleeding on his body.
Seeing that the bleeding had basically stopped, Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief. She wrapped the bandage around his waist again.
When she flipped Li Feihuan over, the phone in his pocket fell out.
Zhao Siqing stared at the phone for a few seconds, then hurriedly picked it up.
There was still 5% battery left. She hadn't even clicked on the message she sent him yesterday.
Zhao Siqing fell to the side. She turned on the phone and was about to call Huo Jingchen.
But when she clicked on the dialing page, she was dumbfounded again.
Zhao Siqing looked into the distance in a daze. Huo Jingchen's phone number.. What was it?
After thinking for a while, Zhao Siqing had no recollection at all. She let out a sigh of relief and called the demon spirit to call the police.
"Hello, demon spirit... I'm calling the police... Yes, I'm at Luming Mountain... the approximate location is... "
*
At this moment, in an office building in Rongjiang City, the higher-ups and leaders of the military and police were gathered here.
Huo Jingchen stood in front of the huge electronic map with bloodshot eyes. His throat was tight and his large hands were clenched into fists. Veins were popping out on the back of his hands. He stared at the map with a malicious gaze and tried his best to suppress the irritation and panic in his heart However, his entire body was filled with an uncontrollable gloominess.
Qing Qing.. Where the hell are you?
At this moment, a police officer hurriedly stood up and said, "I received a call from the police. The person's name is Zhao Siqing, and she's a female... "