The moonlight is not bright tonight, and the night is deep. The mountain is shrouded in an eerie atmosphere, but Xiaoman has no time to be afraid. All she wants now is to find Gao Jing as soon as possible. She is afraid that he is dead, and her heart is clenched with fear.

"Gao Jing..." Xiao Man looked at the empty jungle and couldn't help crying, "If you are still alive...can you promise me...Gao Jing...wuwuwu..."

While crying, she forced herself to search on the mountain with her weak body. She firmly believed that Gao Jing must be nearby.

"Ah..." Her foot suddenly tripped over a protruding tree stump, and her body immediately lost balance and fell to the side. Unexpectedly, this was actually a small slope. She could not keep her balance and could only let herself roll down the slope.

Her already severely injured body rolled down the hillside, making the situation even worse. She felt a little dizzy and her vision went black.

"I can't stay unconscious anymore, I can't..." Xiaoman shook her head vigorously, supported her hands on the ground, and barely stood up, "I want to find Gao Jing... Gao Jing..."

She was in a terrible state at this moment, with her clothes covered with dried blood and now old blood stains. She propped herself up, but she was too weak and her body could hardly support itself. With a thud, she fell down again, hitting the wounds on her body. She was numb from the pain.

"I can't fall down... I have to stand up... I have to continue looking for Gao Jing..." Xiaoman clenched her fists tightly, crying and struggling to stand up. Suddenly, her palm touched something. Her heart trembled and she quickly grabbed the thing her palm touched. It was a shoe.

Xiaoman took the shoes in front of her and looked at them carefully in the dim moonlight. She couldn't help but tremble with excitement: "Gao Jing... these are the shoes I gave to Gao Jing..."

She saw that he was wearing worn-out shoes and had never bought new ones, so she took advantage of his birthday and bought him a pair of new shoes. He treasured them very much and was reluctant to wear them. She warned him several times before he was willing to wear them and replace his old shoes.

"Gao Jing..." Since we found his shoes, he must be nearby.

Xiaoman immediately became excited as if she had been given an injection of chicken blood. She grabbed the shoes tightly in her hand, struggled to stand up, and looked for Gao Jing while shouting his name.

Until she came to a stream with difficulty. Under the dim moonlight, she saw a tall man lying by the stream from afar. She immediately gritted her teeth, quickened her pace, and stumbled over: "Gao Jing..."

The man's clothes were stained with dried blood. He lay there motionless, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Xiaoman recognized the clothes he was wearing. He was the person she was looking for. He was Gao Jing.

"Gao Jing..." Xiao Man came to his side and knelt down, reaching out to hold his shoulders. She used all her strength to barely turn his body over. Seeing his red, swollen and bruised face with blood around the corners of his mouth, her heart was broken.

She stretched out a trembling finger and probed under his nose, but there was no movement, no breath at all.

Gao Jing's clothes were all stained with blood. There was a gunshot wound on the left side of his chest. The blood around the wound had dried up and was smeared with some herbs, probably to stop the bleeding. His body was a little cold and lifeless, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"Gao Jing, don't die. Gao Jing, wake up, wake up quickly. Don't you want to marry me? I don't need a car or a house. We can rent a house. We can be very happy even if we rent a house. Do you hear me, Gao Jing, wake up..."

Xiaoman held his shoulders and shook him as she spoke. She could not accept the cruel fact that Gao Jing was dead. Although they were not rich, they were not so poor that they could not even afford to eat. If they added up their salaries and saved a little on food, they still had hope of buying a house.

But now is not the time to think about this. The most important thing is that Gao Jing can survive.

"Gao Jing, you can't die. If you die, what will I do in the future? Do you have the heart to leave me alone for the rest of my life? Gao Jing, I beg you, wake up..."

Xiaoman was heartbroken, and tears dripped from her eyes and fell on Gao Jing's face, filled with endless sadness and pain.

“Gao Jing…” Xiao Man was so distressed that she could hardly speak. She clenched her fists and punched him hard, crying loudly as she punched him, “You can’t die… Get up… Gao Jing… You bastard… Leave me alone… How can I live… Wuuuu…”

Xiaoman hit Gao Jing harder and harder, and Gao Jing's wound split open. Bright red blood flowed out of the wound. The tearing pain pulled Gao Jing, who had already stepped into the gates of hell, back.

He barely opened his eyes, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and felt severe pain all over his body. Seeing Xiaoman punching him, he moved the corners of his lips with great effort, panting, and said weakly: "Xiaoman... do you want to beat me to death..."

Xiaoman thought he was dead. She was heartbroken and cried heartbreakingly. She used all her strength to beat him wildly. In the darkness, she suddenly heard Gao Jing's weak voice. Her crying suddenly stopped and she quickly looked at his face with her sight blurred by tears.

When she saw Gao Jing coming back to life, the expression on her face froze. She opened her eyes wide and stared at him without blinking, as if she had been frozen by someone. She looked completely dumbfounded.

"Xiaoman..." Gao Jing called her name and raised his hand with difficulty, trying to wipe away the tears on her face. However, he was too weak and had no strength at all. His hand fell down as soon as he raised it a little.

"You're really not dead, you're still alive, Gao Jing, you bastard, do you know that you scared me to death, I thought you were dead, bastard, you're such a bastard..." Xiaoman finally came to her senses and confirmed that he was really still alive. She couldn't help but pounce on him, hugged him, punched him, and accused him aggrievedly.

"Ah..." Xiaoman pounced on him like this, and Gao Jing almost died of pain. His whole body was covered with wounds, and he had gunshot wounds. It was a mercy from the King of Hell that he didn't die.

When Xiaoman heard his screams, she remembered that he was covered in wounds. She quickly loosened her hand and left his body. With red eyes, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Gao Jing, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just too excited. I'm so happy to see you alive..."

Poor Gao Jing, his clothes were all bloodstained and his body had so many wounds. But thanks to these wounds, those people thought he was dead and threw him here with confidence.

"If you're happy... then I'll be in trouble..." Gao Jing panted, knowing that his wound had split open. He grabbed some herbs and handed them to her with difficulty, "Crush these herbs... and apply them to the wound... It will stop the bleeding..."

Fortunately, he was thrown here and there were some herbs he knew that he could get to stop the bleeding, otherwise he would have died from excessive blood loss.

"Okay, I'll bite it." Seeing that his wound was bleeding, Xiaoman also knew the seriousness of the matter. She quickly took the herb and put it into her mouth without hesitation. As soon as she bit the medicine, a bitter taste came out. Xiaoman's tears fell again, but she didn't dare to stop and bit it hard.

Xiaoman chewed the herbs into pieces, and then applied the pieces to Gao Jing's wound according to his instructions.

The herbal medicine was really effective in stopping bleeding. The wound stopped bleeding a few minutes after the medicine was applied. Xiaoman said happily, "Gao Jing, that's great. Your wound has stopped bleeding."

Gao Jing's face was as pale as paper, without a single color of blood. He was holding on to his breath to prevent himself from fainting. He slightly lifted his eyelids as if they weighed a thousand pounds, and said weakly: "Don't be too happy too soon... The bullet is still in my wound... I have to get it out quickly... Otherwise... I will die..." The bullet landed on his left chest. Fortunately, his heart was different from that of ordinary people and was on the right side, otherwise, this shot would have taken his life directly.

When Xiaoman heard that his life was in danger, she immediately panicked: "Gao Jing... I don't know how to remove the bullet... what should I do?" She was just a maid, not a nurse. How could she dare to do such a difficult thing?

"Xiaoman, don't panic, listen to me..." Gao Jing panted, "Go down the mountain quickly... and find someone to save me..." He had no strength, and he didn't expect her to help him take out the bullet. It was too dangerous, and he didn't want to die yet.

"No, I can't leave you here alone. What if a wolf comes? The wolf will eat you." Xiaoman shook her head vigorously. Since she had found him, she would never leave him here alone. It was too dangerous.

Gao Jing smiled lightly and said self-deprecatingly: "If we really encounter a wolf...then just assume that I won't go far...I don't have the strength...I can't go down the mountain...If you stay here...I can only wait to die...You go find someone...I still have a chance of survival..."

He didn't know how long he had been here. If there really was a wolf, it would have appeared long ago.

"No, Gao Jing, I really can't leave you alone. I can take you down the mountain, I can carry you..." Xiaoman said, trying to stand up, but her condition was not much better. She just barely stood up, and her legs became weak and she couldn't use any strength.

She fell to the ground and burst into tears. She clenched her fists and beat her feet hard, crying miserably, "Why... wuwuwu... stinky feet... broken feet... don't you usually walk with great strength... and speed... why do you fail at the critical moment... wuwuwu..."

"Xiao Man... don't be like this... this is not your problem... if I had any problems... I would have been in trouble a long time ago... I am safe here... there are no wolves... go down the mountain and find someone... if you can notify the young master and the young mistress... that would be even better..."

Mo Jingchen and Nan Xiang must be going crazy looking for them now.

Xiaoman shook her head, tears streaming down her face: "I'm worried... I'm afraid if I leave... I won't be able to see you again... Gao Jing... let's go together... I can do it..."

She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, used all her strength to stand up, then pulled his hand and tried to carry him on her back.

As soon as she pulled him, Gao Jing cried out in pain: "Hiss, it hurts, you hurt my wound, it hurts..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry..." Hearing him cry out in pain, Xiao Man quickly let go of his hand and fell down beside him, with a hint of despair in her eyes, "What can I do to take you down the mountain?"

She usually did so much rough work, and she thought she was in good physical condition. But at this time, she realized how weak she was.

Gao Jing was already out of breath, and was extremely weak. He forced his eyes open: "Xiao Man... listen to me this time... I will listen to you from now on... Don't worry about me... Go down the mountain and find someone... I promise... I will definitely be here... waiting for you... It will be too late if you are late..."

He could already feel his life slipping away.

Xiaoman also knew that it was no use for her to continue wasting time here. She looked at him and had no choice but to grit her teeth and say, "I'm going to go down the mountain now to find someone to save you... You must wait for me... Gao Jing... You must hold on until we get here... If you don't wait for me... I will hate you forever... I really will..."

Seeing that she had finally compromised, Gao Jing smiled faintly and promised: "I will definitely wait for you to come back and save me...really...I promise...I won't let you hate me..."

"I'll go now." Xiaoman raised her hand, wiped the tears from her face, struggled to stand up, and then stumbled to find a way down the mountain. She had to hurry down the mountain to inform the Young Master and the Young Mistress. Now only they could save Gao Jing, and she absolutely could not let anything happen to him.

As soon as Xiaoman left, Gao Jing couldn't hold on to his last breath, fell to the ground and fainted. His injuries were so severe that it was not easy for him to hold on until now.

In fact, he didn't want to die because of Xiaoman. If he died, she would definitely be very sad and helpless. With this belief, he managed to survive.

Xiaoman finally found the way down the mountain. She was afraid that she would forget her location after going down the mountain, so she drew arrows with branches as marks along the way. With the marks, she would not make a mistake.

"Gao Jing, you must hold on. I will find someone to rescue you soon. Please don't abandon me and go to hell alone."

The top of the mountain was a bit remote. When she looked down from the mountain, it was pitch black and she couldn't see any lights at all.

"How abominable! You actually threw us into such a remote place and deliberately let us die here. Qiao Bosi, you are such a vicious woman. You are so vicious that you will definitely be punished by God."

She and Gao Jing were so dedicated in helping her take care of her daughter Little Wandou, but in the end she wished they were dead. Is there any justice in this world?