Chapter 812: : Life is dying (2)

Zuo Hancheng subconsciously searched in this small space in a blink of an eye, except for the messy first aid kit that was turned over in anxiety, there was no sign of safety.
He was about to get up, but he was suddenly stagnant because of the sudden movement on his body. His bloodless face became paler. The pain on the wound and the carefully entangled gauze on his body showed that he had no experience last night. Anhao strives to take care of it carefully.
Zuo Hancheng forcibly endured the severe pain on his body, and it took about two minutes to barely stand up, his body was almost messed up with gauze around half of his body, and the thin blanket slipped and was picked up by him. live.
I waved the grass in front of my eyes, and the first thing I saw was the figure under the shadowy grass in front of me. Zuo Hancheng's expression was dreadful, and he immediately stepped forward and waved away the grass. I saw Anhao lying sideways in the grass, facing The upper half was pale, and the white skirt was and dazzling.
"Good!" Zuo Hancheng didn't know how long she had been here. When he leaned down and lifted her up, he only felt that his whole body was soft and soft as if boneless, and he had already lost consciousness.
And his body is hotter than his condition last night.
Seeing her pale face and the abnormal bruise on her lips again, Zuo Hancheng's complexion sank, and a terrible thought struck her heart.
His gaze slowly fell, searching on her two pairs of blood-scarred legs that were cut by fine grass under her skirt, until he saw two black spots of blood between her ankles, and his hands behind her shoulders. Tighten instantly.
There were some noises not far away, there were the sounds of cars coming in along the mountain roads that were opened overnight, and some barking dogs. D led the people first to find the car that was abandoned at the foot of the mountain. Because of the search and rescue dog and the shirt that Anhao had thrown nearby, he searched all the way.
The grass in front of him was pushed aside by a group of people. The moment D hurried over, he saw Zuo Hancheng, who was pale but had survived the whole night unharmed, holding Anhao who had fainted for some reason.
When D looked at Anhao's pale face and the mottled blood stains on the loose white skirt on his body, he didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight forward: "Mr. Zuo, we have Dr. William in our car! You can immediately Start first aid!"
Zuo Hancheng put the cold body, as if lifeless, in his arms. Hearing D's words, he immediately raised his eyes and looked at him

Six days later.
In the wide and bright room, Anhao, who had fallen asleep in bed for six days, finally showed signs of awakening.
The personal doctors and nurses who took turns watching her fingers moved, and seeing her head slightly turned away, they hurriedly went out and called other doctors in.
It was a check again and a new medicine change, injections and water. After more than two hours of tossing, the eyelashes that had only a little sign of awakening before moved slightly. The moment I opened my eyes slowly, I didn’t know whether I was sleeping. How long has it been.
She only thought that she had a terrible but real dream, with blood, explosions, shootings, terrible pursuits, and the Maybach galloping wildly on the mountain road...
There was also a wounded Zuo Hancheng who leaned in her arms motionlessly, no matter how she kissed him or cried beside him, he did not respond.
Just when she realized that she was awake from the dream and was about to get up, she woke up suddenly and completely because of the pain in her body.
She opened a small slit of her eyes and slowly widened, and her blurred eyes gradually became focus. Looking at the expensive crystal chandelier in the room, she found that someone seemed to be talking to her by the bed.
She turned her eyes in a daze, and saw two strangers talking to her by the bedside. Although they were not wearing white lab coats, they could be connected by the stethoscope and some medical instruments. It can be seen that these should be private doctors and nurses who did not know where they were invited.
"Mrs. Zuo, can you hear us clearly?" The doctor's voice gradually poured into her ears, as if it wasn't until this moment that she was well and gradually recovered to the state of clear facial features. Just now, her consciousness was very confused. .
She felt the pain in her body when she moved, so she could only blink a few times as a response to the doctor.
The worried expression on the doctor's face suddenly turned into a relieved smile: "Thank God, Mrs. Zuo, your life has been saved. If you don't wake up again, Mr. Zuo may not be able to stand it..."
Hearing these words, Anhao realized that none of those things were dreams.
The wounds on her body, these doctors who did not know where they came from, she woke up in this strange but spacious and bright place. She did not see Zuo Hancheng and those people D, and there was no grass in the deep mountains and cold rainy night. .
She opened her mouth, her voice was weak and shallow, but it was so dumb that people could hardly hear her.
At this time, one of the young nurses leaned over and pressed her to her mouth, and heard Anhao's faint voice: "How is he...? Why can't you stand it?"
After the nurse listened, she got up and said a few words to the doctor beside the bed. One of the doctors who looked kinder smiled respectfully and politely at her and said: "Mrs. Zuo, you and Mr. Zuo were rescued. At that time, although Mr. Zuo’s wound had been sterilized, there were still bullets left in his body after all, and his injuries were too serious and he needed to rest in bed to recuperate."
"But Mrs. Zuo, you have been in a coma, and you have been dying almost every day for the past six days. Mr. Zuo will come here to accompany you late at night every day. It is useless to persuade you, but his The injury is not allowed at all, so his wound has not recovered, and because you have been unconscious, and you have been unable to feed you water and food, Mr. Zuo has not eaten food for many days. Up..."
Seeing Anhao’s dazed eyes, the nurse next to him whispered: "Mrs. Zuo, don’t you know? You were bitten by a poisonous snake when you were in the mountains. Mr. Zuo’s wound was disinfected. You fainted on the grass at the time. When D they found you, you really had half a breath."
Anhao didn’t know that she had slept for six days, or how many days these medical staff had not dared to rest in order to save her life. Every time she heard something in her room, she rushed in for fear that she would be the last This breath also broke.
In her mind, she only vaguely remembered Zuo Hancheng's injury and what happened in the mountains. She thought of getting up but still couldn't move, so she frowned, and she didn't have much energy to speak.
But... the viper? She was bitten by a snake?