"Mm, I won't sleep, I don't want to die, husband, you must, must save, save me."
As her words fell, her hand also dropped powerlessly.
She lay there motionless, her breathing gradually becoming faint.
At this moment, Ye Que had calmed down quite a bit. As long as there were signs of life in her, that was a good thing.
He checked her injuries while talking to her, fearing she would pass out.
Her leg appeared to be broken, and her forehead was also badly injured with blood streaming down her cheeks in streaks, which looked quite terrifying.
Seeing Chi Zaozao like this, he felt a great pain in his heart; he knew that perhaps his heartache wasn't even a tenth of the pain she was feeling.
Heaven knows, it must have taken immense courage for her to endure such excruciating pain.
He carefully cleaned the blood off her body and took off his jacket to gently wrap it around her.
Seeing she might pass out, Ye Que leaned in and called her, "Zaozao..."
