One Child and Two Treasures: Young Master Gu's palm is full of tenderness

Chapter 1295 You Are Really Lucky
Naturally missed someone's likes and comments: "Stupid, stay safe."

Dabai Mountain is the highest peak in the Aucanagan area, with an altitude of 2319 meters and a drop of 777 meters in the ski field. There are 16 cable cars and 118 regular ski trails in the ski field, of which 18% are primary trails, 54% are intermediate trails, and 22 % Advanced Road and 6% Double Black Diamond.

The wind on the mountain today is very strong and very cold, and the temperature is about minus 11 or 12 degrees.Although the drop is large and the ski trails are long, most of the ski trails run through the pine forest, and with the undulating terrain, it is very fun and not tiring to slide. Moreover, the champagne powder snow is delicate and light, and you can clearly feel the temperature when sliding down from the top of the mountain. The higher the temperature, the more slippery the warmer, Sisi had a great time, except for the moment of eating at noon, she almost played the rhythm that she didn't want to stop all day.

It's just that no one thought that extreme joy would turn into sorrow.

She just changed from an embankment slope to an alpine ski with a steeper slope, and encountered the tragedy of narrowing and congested ski trails. Seeing that she was about to collide with others, she was already trying to reverse and avoid it, but she still They bumped into each other fiercely, and she felt her body roll down rapidly. She tried her best to fall down, her limbs relaxed, and she fainted at some point.

"Sisi? Sisi?"

I heard someone calling her name eagerly, but unfortunately I couldn't open my eyes. The voice was really nice, like the accompaniment of a cello. If I ignored the fear in the voice, Sisi guessed it was my classmate. She is quite concerned about her, but it's not worth it if she becomes disabled or dies because of this. This time skiing is really a bad start, and Sisi is suffering all kinds of pain in her heart.

When she woke up again, the surroundings were much quieter, and there was no sound. She tried her best to turn her eyeballs so that her distracted eyes could find a focus.

"Wake up, she seems to be awake."

Sisi opened her powerless eyes and smelled the unique smell of the hospital in her ears. She moved her hands and feet, feeling sore and weak, but she still had intuition. Fortunately, fortunately, she was not dead, and her hands and feet were not broken. Not paralyzed.

"Sisi, you woke up, how do you feel? Did you really scare us to death?" The female companion grabbed her hand and started crying in fear.

The male student stood on the other side and said excitedly, "Sisi, do you know? You are so lucky. You rolled down from such a high place. Except for some scratches on your face and a slight concussion, you can be said to be blessed by God." There were no other injuries. The other person who collided with you was not so lucky, he broke his leg and is still alive today."

Sisi felt very dizzy, resisted a feeling of wanting to vomit, and wanted to make a smile for the rest of her life, but just as she smiled, the corners of her mouth hurt so badly, she gasped with a hiss: "I What happened to your mouth?"

"Your mouth is swollen. Don't move around. When we found you, you were buried in the snow with your head down. Maybe your mouth hit the goggles, so..." The male student held back a smile and wanted to speak again. Seeing that her sausage mouth can hold back a smile at the moment is really a test of a person's laughter, the male student paused and said quickly: "But don't worry, the doctor said you are fine, it can be said to be a miracle."

"Give me a mirror." Sisi stared straight at her eyes, feeling agitated in her heart. Could she be disfigured?
"Don't worry, it's not disfigured. You can still appreciate it without looking in the mirror." A teasing voice suddenly appeared in the room, which suddenly lifted Sisi's spirit. Looking at the reputation, yes, it was definitely not her auditory hallucinations. , the cross-legged man sitting idle on the sofa, "Ouba?"

(End of this chapter)