Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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"Well, it's me." Lu Jinnian's voice came very lightly. After a moment, he asked again, "Qiao Qiao, are you okay now?"

After Lu Jinnian asked, Qiao An felt her left leg hurt badly. She bit her lip and said softly, "I'm fine."

Then Joan held his head high, looking at the intricate branches above his head, and asked, "Where is this?"

"I don't know." Lu Jinnian told the truth.

"Oh." Joan responded well and didn't speak again.

Lu Jinnian didn't say anything, just focused on the road ahead, carrying Qiao Anhao on his back, and strode carefully.

Qiao An's brain is still in a muddled state. Without completely clearing the ins and outs of the matter, she lies on Lu Jinnian's shoulders, her eyes open blankly, thinking for a long time, and then think of it afterwards, Lu Jinnian appeared here at this time. Doesn't that mean that when she fell from the cliff, he jumped down immediately afterwards?

Joan was so shocked by his sudden reaction that his terrified heart shrank suddenly, and his expression became dumbfounded.

A cliff more than three meters high is not high, but the following is a rapid current that can be deadly at any time. Isn't he afraid that after jumping down, he can't go up again? Also, why did he jump down? If he hadn't jumped, is she dead now?

Qiao An was so staggered by the continuous problems in his mind that the shocked people were a bit dull. Even Lu Jinnian found that there was a cave in front, and when she spoke to her, she didn't react much.

Lu Jinnian carried Qiao An into the cave. Someone might have been here, and the ground was still covered with straw, and there was still burning black ashes.

Lu Jinnian put Qiao An on the straw, walked outside the cave, randomly picked up some fallen branches, and returned to the ashes, took out the lighter, ignited, and then took off his clothes and took one The trunk was branched up and roasted by the fire.

Lu Jinnian was afraid that Qiao An would have a cold, and signaled her to sit closer. When Qiao An got up, he staggered because of a pain in his left leg. Lu Jinnian quickly supported her with a quick eye: "Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Qiao An shook his head, and then limped towards the fire, but only two steps later, Lu Jinnian suddenly slapped her waist and hugged her across the fire. Then squatted in front of her, lifted the red dress she wore outside, saw that the white pants inside her had been dyed red, Lu Jinnian wrinkled her eyebrows, carefully lifted the trouser legs, and saw Qiao An's good left leg A long wound was scratched on the top, and blood was still flowing out.

Fortunately, the wound was not particularly deep. Lu Jinnian breathed a sigh of relief. He took off his warm, quick-drying shirt, took it to the fire, baked it for a while, and then tore it without thinking It became a strip and wrapped around Joan's good leg.

Although Lu Jinnian's strength was very gentle, Qiao An took a deep breath in pain, and the man's fingertips were trembling, and the movement became more cautious.

Qiao An bit his lower lip, endured the pain, and stared at Jin Nianjun’s extraordinary face with the firelight for a while, then dropped his eyelids, his heart seemed to be struggling with something, his hand was quietly and firmly grasped. Punched.