Chapter Twenty-Nine: Rain

The splash on the surface of the lake was very large, Di was slightly frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly walked over and shouted at Hu Di: "Fu Zhesheng! Fu Zhesheng, are you alright?! Fu Zhesheng! ”

Then all she responded to was a few small bubbles on the surface of the lake, and then she fell into a strange lull.

Di Wei was completely panicked.

But she doesn't know how to swim, and she doesn't know what to do at this time, and if she runs back here to ask for help, she will definitely be delayed for a long time.

Di looked around slightly to see if there was anything like a stick or rope that could pull someone up if necessary.

But that's counterintuitive.

If a person who can't swim falls into the water, he will definitely struggle to call for help, but Fu Zhesheng didn't struggle at all, and sank directly.

If Fu Zhesheng can swim, why not swim up to respond to her?

Di Weiwei's voice was already trembling a little.

"Fu Zhesheng! Fu Zhesheng, where are you? Hurry up and answer me! Where are you?! Di Weiwei dragged a rattan in his hand, and waited for someone to appear and pull the other party.

Could it be that Fu Zhesheng was originally able to swim, but his leg cramped? Can only struggle inside?

As soon as he thought of this, Di Weiwei became even more panicked.

At this time, the sky began to rain drippingly, and Di Weiwei was still shouting Fu Zhesheng there, but no one responded.

Just when Di Weiwei really couldn't hold on and was about to find someone for help, there was a sudden sound on the surface of the lake, and Fu Zhesheng poked his head out of it and breathed heavily.

Di Weiwei hurriedly threw the rattan down, because the rattan was not long enough, Di Weiwei didn't care about getting dirty, and lay on the ground directly, wanting to use the rattan to bring Fu Zhesheng ashore.

Fu Zhesheng grabbed the rattan and swam over, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier at this time, and even his vision was blurred.

Di endured the pain in his eyes slightly, and his arm began to exert force, dragging Fu Zhesheng up.

Fu Zhesheng's body shape is also very flexible, grasping the concave and convex stones on the wall and climbing up, his arm strength is very good, and he finally came up without danger.

At this time, Di Weiwei was not much better than Fu Zhesheng, and his whole body was wet with rain.

Fu Zhesheng was still panting for breath after he came ashore, and he didn't forget to pull Di Weiwei up from the ground.

"Are you alright? You okay? Di looked at Fu Zhesheng with slight concern.

"I'm fine." Fu Zhesheng smiled at Di with a slight reassurance.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you so hard." Di apologized sincerely and looked at Fu Zhesheng.

"It's fine." Fu Zhesheng said with an indifferent look, took Di Weiwei's hand and ran in the direction of the villa, "Don't say it, hide from the rain first." ”

The rain was very heavy, and there were all kinds of rain sounds around, Di Weiwei was still apologizing loudly: "I'm sorry!" I really didn't mean to do it just now! ”

"It's okay, it's really fine!" Fu Zhesheng held Di Weiwei's hand tightly, and he felt Di Weiwei's fear.

In fact, he could have avoided it just now, he could not have fallen, but if he fell like this, he could do that thing better. It's just that his actions seem to have gone a little too far......

Di Weiwei followed Fu Zhesheng forward, and faintly smelled a trace of blood.

looked around, carefully observing Fu Zhesheng in front, only to find that the other party's hand was injured.

He Di's hand was faintly oozing blood, and there were several terrifying scars on it, which should have been accidentally cut by something just now.

"You're hurt!" Di dragged Fu Zhesheng in a slight panic.

Fu Zhesheng looked back at his hand and didn't care: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

Di gritted his teeth slightly and didn't say anything more, but instead kept up with Fu Zhesheng's pace and quickened his pace.

Finally, the two of them walked into the Di family villa in despair. When the servant saw this, he immediately went to find a towel to wrap in the two of them and wipe the water on their bodies.

The rest of the family did not know where to go, and the servant did not speak at this time, but worked silently. Di Weiwei and Fu Zhesheng were also silent, and the atmosphere at the scene seemed even quieter.

"Miss, why don't you go take a bath first, so as not to catch a cold." One of the older maids couldn't stand it anymore and finally spoke.

Di nodded slightly, but looked at Fu Zhesheng again.

The maid immediately came to her senses: "If Young Master Fu doesn't dislike it, let's change into clean clothes with us." ”

Fu Zhesheng nodded and was taken to the guest room by the maid.

After returning to her room, Di Weiwei's spirit finally relaxed, she was really scared just now, and she was afraid that she would let her relatives or friends die in front of her eyes because of her own reasons!

She really didn't want to bear that feeling anymore......

After Di Weiwei cleaned up, he didn't want to go down to the hall, so he was alone in the room in a quiet daze, only hoping that Fu Zhesheng would leave quickly.

But the man didn't meet her wishes, but he came to the door.

After hearing the knock on the door, Di Wei reluctantly opened the door with a slow pace.

Standing outside the door was Fu Zhesheng, who had changed into clean clothes.

Before she could speak, the other party had already looked at her with concern: "Are you okay?" It doesn't look good. ”

Di shook his head slightly, and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, grabbed Fu Zhesheng's wrist, led him into the room, and let the other party sit on the chair.

Then he started looking for something, and finally rummaged through a medicine chest in the depths of the cabinet.

"Your hand just hurt." Di Weiwei still looked a little nervous, and went over to take Fu Zhesheng's hand and carefully observe the scars on it.

Fu Zhesheng was slightly surprised by Di Weiwei's actions, because the injury on his hand was not a big deal.

But Di Weiwei didn't seem to think like this, with a nervous and solemn look, wanting to open iodophor to disinfect him.

At this time, Fu Zhesheng was still a little happy in his heart, but he didn't expect Di Weiwei to be so nervous about him, it seemed that it should be interesting to him.

Fu Zhesheng looked at Di gently medicating him, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

But gradually, Fu Zhesheng began to notice that something was not quite right.

Originally, he was going to take medicine or put a band-aid on it after wiping iodophor, but Di Weiwei didn't do this, but kept repeatedly using iodophor to eliminate the poison for him, and his movements even became more and more rough, and his hands began to tremble.

"Sss

Di Weiwei took a cotton swab and wiped the wound on Fu Zhesheng's hand vigorously, making him almost unbearable. But Di Weiwei didn't hear it, and continued to rub it hard.

Fu Zhesheng and the others were all stained with iodine on their hands.

"Piscopic! Slightly! Di Weiwei! Fu Zhesheng called Di Weiwei, but the other party still didn't stop his movements.