[388] Wounded
There is only one way in front of us.
How to walk there, and how to return.
The road that can be stepped on with his feet is narrow and rugged, Qiu Yichen explores the road in front, and Gu Nian follows behind.
In the face of safety, the rain seems to be insignificant.
Several times when the road conditions were bad, Qiu Yichen stopped and turned his head to ask Gu Nian: "Do you want to help him?" ”
But even if Gu Nian walked crookedly behind in Martin boots, he just shook his head lightly and said to Qiu Yichen with a smile: "No need, thank you." ”
Seeing that Gu Nian insisted repeatedly, Qiu Yichen didn't say anything, and simply pressed down to ensure that Gu Nian was safe, and then continued to move forward.
The rain poured down in a fine layer overhead, and the two men walked quietly, neither of them speaking again.
It wasn't until a strange and familiar scream came from behind him that the good silence between the two of them was broken without warning.
"What's wrong?"
By the time Qiu Yichen hurriedly turned around, Gu Nian was already half-kneeling in the mud, covering his calves with his hands, his eyebrows slightly locked.
A bad premonition came to my heart in an instant.
Qiu Yichen quickly took two steps back, squatted down beside Gu Nian, and asked in a hurried voice, "Where is the injury?"
Gu Nian didn't answer, or rather, she was so hurt that she couldn't answer at all.
The surging pain tore at the limit of her patience, and when she subconsciously squatted on the ground, she could already clearly feel that something was constantly surging out irrepressibly from the edge of the tear.
She was careful all the way, and she was also looking down to pay attention to the road under her feet.
I just don't know what I stepped on suddenly, and there was a piercing pain in my leg.
It felt as if the pain nerve had been blocked, and in another instant, it had been doubled back.
"Are you okay?" Qiu Yichen's voice was extremely soft, but he couldn't hide his worry: "Let me see." ”
When he said this, Qiu Yichen noticed that the bubbling blood, mixed with the rain, seeped out along Gu Nian's fingers.
From Gu Nian's reaction, it could already be judged that she was scratched by something, so without waiting for Gu Nian to answer, Qiu Yichen had already stepped over to her, lowered his head, and looked at her seriously.
Her fingers were slender and white, and even more bright red on the tips of the fingers, warm and piercing.
Qiu Yichen wanted to break her hand directly to see what she had become injured. But in his heart, following the person who had been silent in front of him, and was sitting on the ground paralyzed, when he sank little by little, Gu Nian suddenly raised his head and looked at him.
"Hmm. She spoke slowly, then nodded slowly, her tightly pursed lips had begun to white, but on her face, she still had a light and forbearant look, and her mouth kept whispering, "I'm fine." ”
Seeing that Gu Nian no longer refused, Qiu Yichen gently took away her hand covering the wound, and when his eyes swept to the wound on Gu Nian's leg, his eyes couldn't help but feel a pain.
The wound had been completely blurred by bloodstains, and it was impossible to see the size or judge the depth, and the black pencil pants had been torn open by sharp objects with a long gap, and under the raw-edged wound was a scar with open skin, mixed with rain, blurred.
"Well, it's okay, it's not serious. I'll take you to the hospital and take care of it. Qiu Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. He subconsciously bent down and planned to pick Gu Nian up horizontally, but was interrupted by Gu Nian in the middle of the action.
"It doesn't matter. Knowing Qiu Yichen's words, they were all said to comfort her, Gu Nianqiang endured the severe pain and smiled with difficulty: "I can still go." ”
Hearing Gu Nian say this, Qiu Yichen's hand hanging in the air was stunned.
But before Gu Nian got up, he stepped forward to stop her: "Wait." ”
Then without saying a word, he tore off the corner of his shirt neatly, and quickly tied it into a figure-eight shape on Gu Nian's calf wound before he raised his head and nodded at her.
Politely avoiding Qiu Yichen's kindness, Gu Nian took a deep breath and stopped in place again before supporting the ground with his hands and standing up with great difficulty.