Some things like bread and water were brought in for them to eat.

It seems that this iron wolf treats Wen Zehao pretty well.

The man threw these things on the ground directly: "It's delicious. That's all."

Although they want to eat hot meals at this time, it is good to have something to eat at this time.

Ruan Bingyue was not interested in looking at these dry bread and cold water, but...

"Let's eat." Wen Zehao handed these things into their hands and asked them to eat a little first: "Let's pad our stomachs first."

"Eat, Dad, Mom, eat a little, you're already hungry." Ruan Bingyue said to her parents.

"Eat a little too, dear." Wen Zehao could feel that Ruan Bingyue didn't want to eat at all, so he persuaded her to eat a little.

Eat more or less.

Ruan Bingyue sighed softly: "Alas...Actually, I don't want to eat at all."

"It's dry, and the water is so icy." Ruan Bingyue sighed heavily again: at this moment, she has no interest in eating, and only thinks about when she can go out, and whether she can still Get out alive, and whether you have a life to get out alive.

"I know, but, you are hungry, something to eat is better than nothing." Wen Zehao continued to persuade Ruan Bingyue.

"Yes, sister, eat some." Ruan Bingrong also persuaded Ruan Bingyue.

"Be good, eat some." Wen Zehao continued to coax Ruan Bingyue to eat.

Ruan Bingyue felt very happy.

At this time, Wen Zehao is still coaxing Ruan Bingyue to eat so patiently that he wants to eat something for Wen Zehao, not for himself.

"Yeah. Good." Ruan Bingyue smiled at Wen Zehao: "I'll eat..."

"Good job." Wen Zehao smiled comfortingly at Ruan Bingyue, and then fed him. "Oh... brother-in-law, you are finally here. You don't know how depressed my sister was when you were not here. She kept saying that she hoped to see you before she died... just wanted to see you, now With you by her side, in my opinion, even if you die, you will die without any regrets." Ruan Bing

Rong Xiao looked at Wen Zehao and said.

"At this time, you can still laugh." Song Tingting looked at Ruan Bingrong helplessly and said.

Ruan Bingrong smiled wryly: "Then what can we do? Laughing or crying, our results are the same."

"Yeah, laughing and crying, our result is the same." Song Tingting said coherently with Ruan Bingrong.

"Don't think too much. It will be fine." Wen Zehao comforted Ruan Bingrong and Song Tingting.

Now, Ruan Bingyue doesn't think about anything anymore. Even if she dies, she can die with Wen Zehao. I also got my wish.

"How long will it take before they can contact the military, and then... make a deal with them?" Ruan Bingyue's father asked Wen Zehao impatiently.

Ruan Bingyue's father wanted to know when he would know the result, whether it was life or death.

This is really tormenting.

I don't know if it's life or death.

"Well, I don't know, let's see if Iron Wolf is in touch. At this time, he should have been in contact." Wen Zehao guessed something like this: "Perhaps, they have more detailed plans, which are still being carried out in secret. middle."

"Yeah." Ruan Bingyue's father nodded after hearing what Wen Zehao said, and stopped producing anything else.

Time passed slowly, and they were still waiting slowly, maybe Iron Wolf hadn't made arrangements yet.

...

Fu Yijing and the others returned home after Wen Zehao left.

The whole family is anxiously waiting for Wen Zehao's news.

"What to do, what to do... There is still no news, and no one answers the phone, what should I do." Fu Yijing kept calling Wen Zehao's phone, but no one answered.

Although this phone was thrown out by Wen Zehao, it was picked up by the terrorists a long time ago. They turned on Wen Zehao's phone, calling one by one but not answering.

Maybe it was on purpose.

Of course, it is impossible for their mobile phones to be kept in Guan Wen Zehao's place, and they will definitely be kept separately.

"Mom, don't worry, brother will be fine." Sitting beside Fu Yijing, Gu Chuxue comforted Fu Yijing and said, "Think about it, if brother is so capable, he will be fine."

"Yeah, Ah Hao said when he left just now that he would definitely not be able to bring his mobile phone with him, so it is normal for him not to pick up his mobile phone now." Yi Fengluo also comforted Fu Yijing.

"Yes, yes, do you think those terrorists would let me bring my mobile phone with me? That is absolutely impossible." Gu Chuxue continued to comfort Fu Yijing.

"Oh..." Fu Yijing sighed again: "I really..."

"My heart keeps beating, I really don't know... what to do." Fu Yijing's heart was flustered, flustered.

"Mom...you can rest assured, don't think too much, I believe brother will be fine, brother is so capable, since brother can pass, it means he is sure, he will be fine." Gu Chuxue looked at Fu Yijing Her body was almost unable to support herself, and she comforted Fu Yijing.

At this time, Gu Chuxue was also worried about Wen Zehao, but she kept comforting Fu Yijing, hoping that Fu Yijing would not worry too much, so that her body would not be overwhelmed.

"Alas..." Fu Yijing sighed persistently.

...

Time passed slowly, and it was almost dark.

"Tired? If you are tired, go to sleep for a while." Wen Zehao said with his arms around Ruan Bingyue.

At this time, Ruan Bingyue was a little dazed and unconscious, very tired and very cold.

"Fortunately, you are by my side, otherwise, I don't know how I would have gotten here these few hours." Ruan Bingyue said to Wen Zehao in a daze.

Wen Zehao knew that if he wasn't by Ruan Bingyue's side, Ruan Bingyue would definitely not be able to make it through, but fortunately he came.

"Are you not feeling well? Are you sick?" Wen Zehao could feel Ruan Bingyue's body burning hot as he hugged Ruan Bingyue.

"Did you...have a fever?" Wen Zehao touched Ruan Bingyue's forehead with his hand: "It's so hot, you, you must have a fever."

"What, sister has a fever?" Although everyone was not feeling well, luckily, Ruan Bingyue was not sick.

"Hmm. It's very hot, it must be a fever." Wen Zehao said with a worried face, wrinkling his eyebrows tightly. "How could this happen, how could it be." Ruan Bingyue's mother frowned when Wen Zehao said this, and walked to their side with a worried expression on her face, and reached out to touch her forehead: "It's so hot." Ah, what to do."