When I got to the next door, Nan Yi's mother had just gone out, and when Dongfang Bo went in, Nan Yi was about to get out of bed to see Feng Jin. \ "What are you doing when you get out of bed?"
Dongfang Bo was puzzled.
Nan Yi raised his eyes in surprise and looked over, and then said: "How about Feng Jin, why didn't you let you go separately in the hospital to find Qi Ye and Xiao Qi first" Yesterday, the dead died, the wounded wounded.
There were two foreigners left who couldn't escape, and finally chose zish, and originally planned to arrest them for questioning, but in the end it was useless, there was no figure of Bo Qichen and Yan Yanqi in their car, they searched carefully, and there were also personal belongings of Bo Qichen and Yan Yanqi inside, which should not have been taken away.
So, they're still under the cliff Dongfang Bo picked the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "I'll come and take a look, and I'll leave immediately."
The Feng Jin bullet was taken out, it's no big deal, you have a good rest, and wait for the good news from me and Ouyang. ” Nan Yi nodded and watched him leave.
Bo Qichen didn't close his eyes all night, and he had been guarding Yanqi for a few days in Qiao's house, so his body was already very tired.
The bean-sized raindrops smashed on his body all night, the skin on his back was already red, his shirt was soaked and tightly attached to his body, the wound on his neck was washed by the rain, and Bo Qichen didn't feel any pain at all.
A blood-red stain stained the back of the shirt, like a splash of ink.
The person in her arms hadn't woken up yet, she glanced down at Yan Yanqi, Bo Qichen frowned, her cheeks were inexplicably a little red, and she reached out and touched it, it was very hot With a low curse, Bo Qichen's eyes burst with anger, when he gets out, he will definitely not bypass SK, damn it The rain outside was a little lighter, Bo Qichen hesitated for a moment, put Yan Yanqi away, and then covered his clothes.
When he got up, Bo Qichen's steps were a little staggering, he didn't move all night, he maintained that posture, and his back and legs were a little stiff.
The road was very slippery, and the rain was not as heavy as at night, so Bo Qichen went out, planning to find some dry firewood or something to light a fire to keep warm.
Last night's rain was so heavy, it is basically impossible to find dry firewood here, and it is a little difficult.
Ten minutes later, Bo Qichen came back with a tree trunk.
Back to the cave, he took out a bishou, this he carried with him, it was particularly sharp, it was not an exaggeration to sharpen iron like mud, this bishou, Ouyang Zuo begged him for a long time, he didn't send him, it is said that there is no second one in the entire imperial capital at present, it is very rare.
Split the trunk, although it was a little troublesome, but it could only be like this, the trunk was still dry, and he took a little dry dry grass in the innermost part of the cave, and Bo Qichen began to drill wood to make fire.
In fact, when they were children, they were often thrown on a desert island to survive on their own.
It's just a matter of routine.
He had been looking for herbs for a long time nearby, but there wasn't anything he was looking for here.
The flame rose, Bo Qichen made a stand, took off the shirt on his body and put it on it, and then put the wet coat covered by Yan Yanqi on it.
After doing it, Bo Qichen glanced at the clothes on Yan Yanqi's body, then helped her up, and then gently unzipped her sweatshirt.
His movements were light, surrounded by the sound of crackling rain and burning tree trunks.
"Hmm" seemed to be an instinctive reaction of the body, and Yan Yanqi moved uneasily. frowned slightly, and one hand grabbed the hem of his sweatshirt
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