Princess Runs Away On Wedding

Holding her heart, she braved the fear, summoned up the greatest courage, and carefully stretched out her hand. The slight breath touched her fingers, and the whole person fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

That's great. He's still alive. Boo hoo, that's great. Brother Zhuo ran isn't dead.

But what now?

Miss Tang, who has been in such a difficult situation for more than ten years, has been well respected and well-off? For a moment, I was helpless.

But after all, she was not an ordinary girl. She soon calmed down and her brain was flying.

Fortunately, her bag with diagonal buttons is still there. The bag designed by my mother is waterproof and moisture-proof, and it can prevent slipping. Even if it is in the sea, the contents are still in good condition.

Scan around, bite your teeth, spell.

She can't die, neither can tie Zhuo ran. She still expects him to take her out of this broken place. She will return to land to meet her parents and family.

She tried her best to drag him to the windbreak, found some dead branches, and took a lot of effort to light the fire.

Looking at his pale face, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I touched his wet clothes which were still dripping. My eyebrows wrinkled. I could easily catch cold in wet clothes.

She hesitated for a moment, and shyly took off his wet clothes, layer by layer, until she was stripped completely. Turning over her body, she gasped.

The whole body is full of wounds, bloodstained, immersed in the sea water for a long time, the wounds have turned white, some turned into pus and blood, the appearance is terrible.

There was a fever in her eyes, and she still remembered that when she was in a daze and dazed, he held her tightly and never let go of her hand. He protected her in his arms and blocked everything with his back.

There was no obvious wound on her body, but he was scarred and his back was terrible.

Why are you so stupid?

Is it worth it for her?

She closed her eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then opened them with firm eyes.

I must save him, no matter what.

When she opened the backpack, she did not want to check whether the contents were in good condition. She first took out the medicine bag and fed him the Dahuai pill which could bring back the dead. She took a bottle of water and cleaned his wound. She took the precious powder prepared by the king of medicine, and did not want to spend money on it. She fixed the bandage well. Then she was relieved.

She breathlessly wiped the hot sweat on her forehead. She didn't dare to rest. She was busy baking clothes.

Since she was little, she was mostly served by others. She didn't need to hold half a snack. She had done such rough work. Her hands were broken several times. She was clumsy, but she refused to give up.

If it hadn't been for supporting her at one go, she would have collapsed.

She also wants to live to see her parents, her brother, and all the people she loves.

"Cold, so cold." A faint groan broke the mist and she turned back.

He was shocked to see that his lips turned white, dry and peeling off, his face was flushed, his whole body was shaking, he was unconscious, and he could only cry out cold in his coma.

She was shocked, touched his forehead, hot as fire, but the body is very cold, cold straight shiver.

She knew that she would die if she had a high fever like this.

But for a moment, where can she get the medicine?

She was so anxious that she could not die, absolutely not.

Suddenly, his mind flashed, and his face was puzzled. He hesitated and could not make up his mind.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, don't be afraid." The vague nonsense made her cry and no longer hesitated.