A pheasant passed by his feet, and he grabbed it and threw it at the tiger, who immediately bit down on the food and ate it to his heart's content.

Seeing that the time was right, he ran up the tree and picked me up. For the tiger, the two people in front of him are more tempting than the pheasant, and after a few bites, they immediately turn their attention to us, ready to pounce at any time.

Xue Maoling hugged me, much slower than before, and I could feel the tiger trying to bite more vigorously than before.

In the end, we had to hide in the cave, which was still very narrow, and we curled up at the entrance of the cave, and the tiger was at the door, guarding it to the death.

Lack of water and food, our mental state gradually collapsed, and Xue Maoling's physical exertion was serious, and he was almost out of strength at this moment.

If I don't let him eat something, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it through, but now he can't even get out of this hole.

Xue Maoling looked at the death-like eyes at the door, as if he had made up his mind, and took out a knife.

I thought he was going to fight the tiger to the death and hurriedly stopped him, and he just left my hand behind.

He tore his own clothes and ripped off a piece of flesh from his arm. I was so frightened that I couldn't believe my eyes, but he said to me weakly and calmly:

"It's here to watch, but it just wants to eat meat. Only by giving up this piece of meat can we have hope of life. My eyes were red, I took his hand, and kept shaking my head but couldn't say anything.

He gently wiped my tears and comforted:

"What is it for a man to be injured, as long as I can keep you safe, I can give up this life. Don't be sad, survive tonight and we'll win! He saw the right time and threw the meat far away, and the tiger reacted quickly and immediately pounced.

He took my hand and ran so fast that we didn't dare to delay for a moment, and we didn't dare to look back. When he saw the bazaar and the crowd, he was relieved and successfully escaped death, so he quickly found a pharmacy to treat the wound.

The wound was not deep but it was bleeding all the time, and I thought it must have hurt, so I grabbed his other hand tightly.

Seeing that his tears of pain flowed out but he didn't say a word, he felt very distressed and uncomfortable, if it weren't for me, he might have been able to escape easily.

My eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame, and tears were falling from my eyes. I was very worried and asked the doctor to change his dressing quickly, but he held my hand and said weakly:

"How can there be such a quick change of dressing, it doesn't matter. After a while, the bleeding will stop, and there is no hurry. He ran my hand through my hair, looked at my face carefully, and continued:

"Are you alright, you didn't hurt anywhere, did you?" I kept shaking my head with my eyes closed, but I couldn't stop crying.

He touched my head tenderly and said sentence by sentence:

"Don't be afraid, it's all over. I will never put you in such a dangerous place again. I froze for a second, leaning on his shoulder and sobbing