Rich and powerful scheming: Please sign the old love husband

They were crying until they were unconscious, and they didn't know whether they were frozen or asleep. At this time, a passing truck slowly drove toward them.

After coming down the mountain, they were sent to a health center at the foot of the mountain. There were few residents at the foot of the mountain, and there were only a few sparse houses in the town. The half-built houses were in ruins, and the road felt desolate.

The hygienist looked at the injuries of the two "car accident victims" and made a simple diagnosis. Bo Ran had no big problem, he was just frozen and needed to warm up for a while. Pei Jinnian's feet were a little more serious. After taking off his shoes, the whole

The socks were already stained with blood and stuck to the skin, making them difficult to deal with.

The doctor used scissors to cut open the sock along the edge. When he finally took it off, it was still adherent to the skin and flesh. Bo Rian gasped as he looked at it - the wound was very deep and shocking.

However, throughout the night, he never said "it hurts" or even frowned.

If it were her, she would have probably fainted from the pain.

He has always been forbearing, whether in love or in life, and the fog that cleared his face at sunrise was probably just a momentary misunderstanding.

No, as long as she had seen that moment, that was enough.

Bo Ran was wrapped in a quilt and squatted aside, watching the doctor disinfect and bandage Pei Jinnian. Seeing that his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but his expression never showed any pain, she herself began to feel pain.

Her body is really amazing, there are no scars at all, not even abrasions.

Even the doctors were amazed.

She understood what was going on. When she turned over, he protected her with his whole body, not giving her a chance to get hurt.

After the simple treatment was completed, the health center brought simple food and water to the two of them, and they were heated on the electric stove, gradually recovering from the freezing state.

They stayed at the foot of the mountain for another half day, and naturally had lunch in a small town. There were no serious restaurants, and the locals didn't seem to like to use condiments. There was a very original smell of lard in the dishes, and Bo Ran had no appetite.

After two bites, I didn’t want to use my chopsticks anymore.

"Forget it, don't eat, drink some water." Pei Jinnian handed her a glass of boiling water.

Bo Ran took the cup, but found that Pei Jinnian never let go, but looked at her intently, as if in a trance.

Bo Ran was filled with wonder, so he used a little more force, but he suddenly let go.

In his eyes, there was a layer of fog again, a very thick fog, like a jungle with layers of miasma, turbid and dangerous, filled with pain and sorrow that Bo Ran had never noticed.

Taking the cup, Bo Ran took a few sips, then rinsed away the smell of lard from his mouth, and let out a long breath.

Then she raised her face and looked at him with a smile, with a look of joy on her face as she survived the disaster.

Her eyes were as bright as stars, which stung him.

That last, brilliant smile.

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In the afternoon, local villagers found them and told them that if they went back to Lhasa, there was a bus here every day, so they could catch up.

Both of them breathed out angrily, finally able to go back, but they also felt faintly regretful that they had to go back so soon.

Pei Jinnian went to buy a ticket. The two of them were together and the seats were connected. Since there was only one bus a day, there were a lot of people on the bus and the seats were almost full.

There was still some time before the train departed. Bo Ran was originally going to hike around the mountains, and she still had a camera in her backpack. She checked it at the health center and found that the camera was in good condition and had not been broken. Just in this rare time, she

Walk around at the foot of the mountain and take some precious photos.