He Zhiran's steps were extremely fast. After making sure that the Eighth Old Zhou had not caught up, she dove into a nearby cave and flashed into the space.
Mo Jiuye saw her covered in blood and was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out.
"Are you hurt? Let me see."
At the moment, he couldn't care less about embarrassment. He pulled He Zhiran towards the operating room, preparing to take off her clothes for an examination.
He Zhiran forcibly grabbed him.
"I'm fine. This isn't my blood."
Before she could explain clearly, Mo Jiuye asked again: "Did you encounter assassins again?" It was evident how nervous he was about He Zhiran.
In order not to make Mo Jiuye worry, He Zhiran spoke extremely fast: "No men in black. It was just a black bear.
Also, the Eighth Old Zhou came alone and found me. He was just injured by the black bear. I told him to wait not far away."
At first, when Mo Jiuye heard that He Zhiran had encountered a black bear, although he still had lingering fears, he knew He Zhiran's skills and was not too scared afterwards.
However, when he heard the name the Eighth Old Zhou, his heart involuntarily soured.
But Mo Jiuye knew clearly that this was not the time for him to feel sour.
"Let's go out now to avoid arousing the Eighth Old Zhou's suspicions."
"Your clothes are all torn. I’ll help you buy a similar set and we’ll go out after you’ve changed."
After speaking, He Zhiran opened Taobao on her phone and helped Mo Jiuye buy a short-sleeved black outfit.
The clothes were too new. To avoid the Eighth Old Zhou's suspicions, He Zhiran deliberately took out some dust from the space and wiped it on the clothes.
That way, no matter who it was, they wouldn't notice anything wrong.
Time was urgent. The two of them couldn’t bother with much. He Zhiran helped him change his clothes with her own hands before leaving the space together.
He Zhiran knew best about Mo Jiuye’s injuries. She knew he couldn’t walk too far at the moment. His speed was limited to inching along. Once there was a large movement, the wound would definitely split open.
Therefore, she had already made up her mind to take Mo Jiuye out for the sole purpose of letting the Eighth Old Zhou see him.
He Zhiran supported Mo Jiuye and walked step by step to the Eighth Old Zhou's position.
At this time, the Eighth Old Zhou had already stood up. Looking at the dead black bear, he was furious inside.
If it hadn't been for this damned thing showing up, he wouldn't have gotten hurt. And in the end it was the He clan who saved his life...
While he was lost in thought, He Zhiran had already supported Mo Jiuye to come close to him.
"Master Zhou, my husband is seriously injured and cannot walk too far."
Only then did the Eighth Old Zhou look at Mo Jiuye. Although he looked quite spirited, his somewhat pale complexion had already explained everything.
Also, looking at Mo Jiuye, he seemed unable to stand upright. His injuries must be serious.
"Alas! It's all because I was careless and got hit by the black bear. Otherwise I could have carried him to keep up the pace."
Facing this situation, the Eighth Old Zhou felt very helpless too.
How could the petite He Zhiran carry someone as tall and big as Mo Jiuye?
Moreover, Mo Jiuye had an abdominal injury. Even if someone could carry him away, they would still have to worry about touching the wound.
For a moment, the Eighth Old Zhou was at a loss.
Seeing this, He Zhiran brought up the plan she had thought of long ago.
"Master Zhou, looking at my husband’s current condition, even if we walk out of this valley I’m afraid he still won’t be able to keep up with the troops. "
The Eighth Old Zhou did not deny this: "That's true. Our itinerary has been delayed for many days. I suppose we’ll have to speed up for the rest of the trip."
He Zhiran deliberately put on a look of deep thought.
After a long time, she said, "Master Zhou, I thought of a way. See if it works?"
The Eighth Old Zhou raised his eyebrows: "What good idea do you have? Just say it."
"My husband obviously cannot walk in the mountains. If you and Brother Peng can trust us, I plan to take my husband around the mountain."
The Eighth Old Zhou frowned when he heard this.
In principle, apart from doing this there was no other way. But he didn't think this method was feasible.
"Do you know? Going around the mountain will delay seven or eight days. Moreover, the main force will not be able to stop and wait. How will you catch up with everyone's itinerary like this?"
This seemed almost impossible to the Eighth Old Zhou, yet he couldn’t think of a better way.
He Zhiran smiled and said, "Rest assured Master Zhou. After leaving the valley, I plan to rent a car in the city. That way, not only can my husband continue to recuperate, but we can also speed up a lot."
When the Eighth Old Zhou heard this, he fell into thought.
In all his years working as an escort officer, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
In the past, not to mention letting prisoners travel alone, even if they were seriously injured, there would be no special treatment. Injured people would have to keep up at whatever pace the rest took.
Unless they didn’t want to live anymore, no one would dare ask for such a request.
But the person making this request now was not someone else, but the woman who made his heart race whenever he saw her.
At this moment, the Eighth Old Zhou was extremely envious of Mo Jiuye for getting so much care and concern from He Zhiran.
Although he knew clearly that Brother Peng was quite nice to He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye, letting them travel separately was such a big deal that he didn’t know how to respond at the moment.
If anything went wrong, not only would the Eighth Old Zhou get in trouble, but everyone in their whole escort team would face severe punishment, even losing their jobs.
If he didn’t consider the others, the Eighth Old Zhou would have agreed without hesitation.
Not for anything else. He just didn’t want to see He Zhiran in a difficult position.
He Zhiran saw that the Eighth Old Zhou was struggling over this. After reassuring him, her eyes fell on the black bear.
The entire black bear was a treasure trove. Its bones, meat, paws, fat, blood and brain marrow could all be used in medicine.
In her previous life, hunting wildlife had already been strictly prohibited. These were all precious things that humans did not even dare wish for.
Now this treasure was right in front of her eyes. He Zhiran did not want to miss out.
Although she couldn’t take away the entire bear under the Eighth Old Zhou’s watch, she could at least keep some valuable parts.
So she borrowed the Eighth Old Zhou’s big knife and took the bear’s paws and gallbladder.
He Zhiran found some vines to tie these things up with.
"Master Zhou, the rest is basically meat. Take what you can manage."
The Eighth Old Zhou did not stand on ceremony either. Although he had never eaten bear meat before, he had heard that it tasted quite good.
He Zhiran's steps were extremely fast. After making sure that the Eighth Old Zhou had not caught up, she dove into a nearby cave and flashed into the space.
Mo Jiuye saw her covered in blood and was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out.
"Are you hurt? Let me see."
At the moment, he couldn't care less about embarrassment. He pulled He Zhiran towards the operating room, preparing to take off her clothes for an examination.
He Zhiran forcibly grabbed him.
"I'm fine. This isn't my blood."
Before she could explain clearly, Mo Jiuye asked again: "Did you encounter assassins again?" It was evident how nervous he was about He Zhiran.
In order not to make Mo Jiuye worry, He Zhiran spoke extremely fast: "No men in black. It was just a black bear.
Also, the Eighth Old Zhou came alone and found me. He was just injured by the black bear. I told him to wait not far away."
At first, when Mo Jiuye heard that He Zhiran had encountered a black bear, although he still had lingering fears, he knew He Zhiran's skills and was not too scared afterwards.
However, when he heard the name the Eighth Old Zhou, his heart involuntarily soured.
But Mo Jiuye knew clearly that this was not the time for him to feel sour.
"Let's go out now to avoid arousing the Eighth Old Zhou's suspicions."
"Your clothes are all torn. I’ll help you buy a similar set and we’ll go out after you’ve changed."
After speaking, He Zhiran opened Taobao on her phone and helped Mo Jiuye buy a short-sleeved black outfit.
The clothes were too new. To avoid the Eighth Old Zhou's suspicions, He Zhiran deliberately took out some dust from the space and wiped it on the clothes.
That way, no matter who it was, they wouldn't notice anything wrong.
Time was urgent. The two of them couldn’t bother with much. He Zhiran helped him change his clothes with her own hands before leaving the space together.
He Zhiran knew best about Mo Jiuye’s injuries. She knew he couldn’t walk too far at the moment. His speed was limited to inching along. Once there was a large movement, the wound would definitely split open.
Therefore, she had already made up her mind to take Mo Jiuye out for the sole purpose of letting the Eighth Old Zhou see him.
He Zhiran supported Mo Jiuye and walked step by step to the Eighth Old Zhou's position.
At this time, the Eighth Old Zhou had already stood up. Looking at the dead black bear, he was furious inside.
If it hadn't been for this damned thing showing up, he wouldn't have gotten hurt. And in the end it was the He clan who saved his life...
While he was lost in thought, He Zhiran had already supported Mo Jiuye to come close to him.
"Master Zhou, my husband is seriously injured and cannot walk too far."
Only then did the Eighth Old Zhou look at Mo Jiuye. Although he looked quite spirited, his somewhat pale complexion had already explained everything.
Also, looking at Mo Jiuye, he seemed unable to stand upright. His injuries must be serious.
"Alas! It's all because I was careless and got hit by the black bear. Otherwise I could have carried him to keep up the pace."
Facing this situation, the Eighth Old Zhou felt very helpless too.
How could the petite He Zhiran carry someone as tall and big as Mo Jiuye?
Moreover, Mo Jiuye had an abdominal injury. Even if someone could carry him away, they would still have to worry about touching the wound.
For a moment, the Eighth Old Zhou was at a loss.
Seeing this, He Zhiran brought up the plan she had thought of long ago.
"Master Zhou, looking at my husband’s current condition, even if we walk out of this valley I’m afraid he still won’t be able to keep up with the troops. "
The Eighth Old Zhou did not deny this: "That's true. Our itinerary has been delayed for many days. I suppose we’ll have to speed up for the rest of the trip."
He Zhiran deliberately put on a look of deep thought.
After a long time, she said, "Master Zhou, I thought of a way. See if it works?"
The Eighth Old Zhou raised his eyebrows: "What good idea do you have? Just say it."
"My husband obviously cannot walk in the mountains. If you and Brother Peng can trust us, I plan to take my husband around the mountain."
The Eighth Old Zhou frowned when he heard this.
In principle, apart from doing this there was no other way. But he didn't think this method was feasible.
"Do you know? Going around the mountain will delay seven or eight days. Moreover, the main force will not be able to stop and wait. How will you catch up with everyone's itinerary like this?"
This seemed almost impossible to the Eighth Old Zhou, yet he couldn’t think of a better way.
He Zhiran smiled and said, "Rest assured Master Zhou. After leaving the valley, I plan to rent a car in the city. That way, not only can my husband continue to recuperate, but we can also speed up a lot."
When the Eighth Old Zhou heard this, he fell into thought.
In all his years working as an escort officer, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
In the past, not to mention letting prisoners travel alone, even if they were seriously injured, there would be no special treatment. Injured people would have to keep up at whatever pace the rest took.
Unless they didn’t want to live anymore, no one would dare ask for such a request.
But the person making this request now was not someone else, but the woman who made his heart race whenever he saw her.
At this moment, the Eighth Old Zhou was extremely envious of Mo Jiuye for getting so much care and concern from He Zhiran.
Although he knew clearly that Brother Peng was quite nice to He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye, letting them travel separately was such a big deal that he didn’t know how to respond at the moment.
If anything went wrong, not only would the Eighth Old Zhou get in trouble, but everyone in their whole escort team would face severe punishment, even losing their jobs.
If he didn’t consider the others, the Eighth Old Zhou would have agreed without hesitation.
Not for anything else. He just didn’t want to see He Zhiran in a difficult position.
He Zhiran saw that the Eighth Old Zhou was struggling over this. After reassuring him, her eyes fell on the black bear.
The entire black bear was a treasure trove. Its bones, meat, paws, fat, blood and brain marrow could all be used in medicine.
In her previous life, hunting wildlife had already been strictly prohibited. These were all precious things that humans did not even dare wish for.
Now this treasure was right in front of her eyes. He Zhiran did not want to miss out.
Although she couldn’t take away the entire bear under the Eighth Old Zhou’s watch, she could at least keep some valuable parts.
So she borrowed the Eighth Old Zhou’s big knife and took the bear’s paws and gallbladder.
He Zhiran found some vines to tie these things up with.
"Master Zhou, the rest is basically meat. Take what you can manage."
The Eighth Old Zhou did not stand on ceremony either. Although he had never eaten bear meat before, he had heard that it tasted quite good.
