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Just as she approached, she was accurately pulled towards her by a man. This time Xiao Zhan had a lot of sense of propriety, so he only allowed her to lean on his shoulder. You should also sleep for a while to replenish your energy. At the most, during the day, Fu Liangchuan will definitely be able to find us. "

Mu Nuanzhou also did not speak anymore. In this kind of special environment, she did not have the mind to estimate the rancor between men and women, and leaned her head on his shoulder. Not long later, she really fell asleep at ease, and in her dreams, she muttered. We'll be saved as soon as the sky brightens. "

Xiao Zhan curled his lips, a beautiful smile appearing on his exhausted face. He gently held onto Mu Nuanzhou's soft hand, pressed his chin on her head, and fell asleep along with her.

"Xiao Zhan, the sky is brightening again. Look, the sky is brightening again. It has already been four days, and they will definitely find us tomorrow. Mu Nuanzhou looked at Xiao Zhan's weak and moving eyes, and strove to whisper by his ear with all his might.

That's right, they had been trapped on the mountainside for four whole days. Even after four days had passed without any water dripping, the rescue they were waiting for still hadn't come.

Xiao Zhan was heavily injured, and his body was extremely weak. Initially, he was still able to muster up his strength to speak to her and comfort her, but later on, he would fall into a coma for the majority of the time.

His handsome face was becoming thinner and thinner, his cheeks sunken, and his lips cracked. His closed eyes were no longer as fierce and frivolous as before, only leaving behind a thick layer of lashes that would occasionally tremble.

She had stayed with him for so many days, yet even after seeing his bloodied military uniform and the fact that he suffered such heavy injuries, she had not heard him cry out in pain. It was as if at this moment, Mu Nuanzhou finally sensed his identity as a soldier.

If this person didn't save her, he wouldn't have been reduced to such a state.

Why did he jump down so stupidly? Why did he let her owe him such a great favor?

Mu Nuanzhou couldn't even shed a tear at the moment, her heart was tormented and she blamed herself.

"Xiao Zhan, please wake up. You can't sleep, you definitely can't sleep. If you sleep, you'll never wake up again." She took his face in her hands, weak, and continued to work hard, trying to wake him with her already weak voice.

Her physical strength was depleted, and her cheeks were even thinner than his. The sunken eye sockets made her eyes seem bigger, and her similarly dry lips were parted.

"Thirsty … so thirsty." In a daze, Xiao Zhan muttered.

"What?" I can't hear what you're saying. " She put her ear close to his, almost brushing his lip before she understood.

So he was talking about thirst.

But there was no water here, not even a little. She had searched back and forth countless times, but there was no water.

"Thirsty!" "Water..." Xiao Zhan said repeatedly in a daze.

In his despair, a plan rose up in Mu Nuanzhou's mind.

She picked up a sharp stone from the ground and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her sparkling white lotus arms. After that, she gritted her teeth and steeled her heart, and the stone slid down her arm, causing blood to continuously flow out. She then quickly sent a drop of blood to Xiao Zhan's mouth.

Xiao Zhan instinctively sucked when his dry lips came in contact with the moist liquid. At that moment, his consciousness was not clear, and all his movements were based on his instincts, he was like a traveler who had traveled in the desert for a long time and used up all his water, finally finding a water source with great difficulty.

His lips even had bite marks on his arms, crazily sucking on the warm sweetness.

Mu Nuanzhou knelt at the side, allowing him to hold her arm and take it from her unrestrainedly. She was in so much pain that she felt stars shining in her eyes, but she still bit her lips to persevere.

To be able to make Mu Nuanzhou such a state, she only had one belief.

He definitely could not die because of her. She would not owe him, would she not carry her conscience? She would rather have her blood sucked dry than to owe him a favor to save her life again.

Her arm was numb with pain, and her vision was growing darker.

"A second before she lost consciousness, she whispered." I don't owe you, I definitely won't owe you. "