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Chapter 1050: The Story of Ling and Heng (313)

Seeing that he had no reaction being patted by her, Feng Ling approached him, looked at his face, and called his name while patting his face.

The man’s quietly closed eyes twitched slightly, so did his fingers on his leg, as if giving her a response.

Seeing this, for some reason, Feng Ling almost burst into tears. She looked at his face and said in a low voice, “Hold it. Don’t sleep, OK? Please, I beg you!”

The man slightly opened his eyes to look at her, seeming to be too feeble to smile, and said in a very small voice, “How will you beg me?”

Feng Ling didn’t get what he meant and just looked at him. “Huh?”

What a silly girl. She seemed always unable to get his meaning.

Li Nanheng sighed and smiled, slowly raised his hand, and tapped his own face with his finger. “Kiss me.”

Although his face was pale and his voice was weak, he looked so attractive, and Feng Ling felt her heart skip a beat.

She looked at him coldly, suddenly got up, and took a step back. “Then you might as well sleep!”

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, “You would rather watch me die than have anything to do with me?”

“Yes!” Feng Ling said impatiently.

Li Nanheng looked at her, smiled, and slowly closed his eyes again silently.

At first, Feng Ling thought he was teasing her, but then she noticed his face was ghastly pale. He looked really weak and didn’t open his eyes for a long time. She hurriedly bent down and shouted, “Li Nanheng! Don’t sleep!”

However, his eyes were still closed. He leaned against the tree motionless, giving her no response.

Feng Ling frowned, wondering if she was too cruel to him. After all, his injuries were all because of her.

She patted his shoulder. “Wake up!”

“Li Nanheng, don’t sleep. Wake up...”

Before she finished speaking, the man with his eyes closed suddenly reached out and dragged her into his arms. Although he was weak now, Feng Ling was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

When Feng Ling stared at him, he leaned his face towards hers, eyes closed and hugging her. Although he was pale, he seemed to quite enjoy it. “Just one kiss.”

Feng Ling pursed her lips, glared at him, and pushed him away. “I think you can’t die!”

With that, she got up and walked outside the tree hole. “The sound of the helicopters is gone. Where are they? Let me go out and have a look.”

Seeing the little woman walking out angrily, Li Nanheng leaned against the tree and smiled. “Don’t go too far. Keep safe.”

“I won’t get lost in a jungle...” Feng Ling said angrily as she walked out. When she was about to say a few more words, she suddenly realized that she should keep silent now, so she immediately closed her mouth and checked around.

Feng Ling searched around outside, including on the trees, among the bushes, in the sky, on the ground, and all the other possible locations, and then she confirmed that those people hadn’t found their way to them. They were deep in the jungle. Those who had not lived in the jungle must have either fallen into a pit or walked in another direction. It was not so easy for them to find them in such a vast jungle.

After making sure that it was safe, Feng Ling went back and picked a few green grasses on the way back. She remembered these grasses had anti-inflammatory and hemostatic effects. Perhaps they could help Li Nanheng.

Walking back into the tree hole, she saw that the man still closed his eyes, but when he heard footsteps coming in, he struggled to open his eyes and smiled faintly at her. “Sure enough, you didn’t get lost.”

Feng Ling pretended not to hear him, walked over, and took off the clothes that were put over his body. Then she put the grass she just picked on a small stone, squeezed some green juice out of the grass, and then applied it to the wound on his back.

Li Nanheng sobered up by the sudden tingling sensation. He turned his head to watch the little woman applying medicine on him. “What is this?”

“No idea. It may be poison, something that will make you fester from the wound to the whole body,” Feng Ling replied impatiently.

Li Nanheng smiled. “Is it? It’s not bad to die in your hands.”

Feng Ling really didn’t want to talk to him. She suddenly exerted a greater force and didn’t stop until she heard the man groan in pain.

Finally, she put the clothes over him again, helped him to lean against the tree, and then look down at the time on the phone. “Are you sure you won’t call the police? We’ll just wait for the people from XI Base to arrive?”

“The police will only be cannon fodder when they come here. I don’t want to implicate innocent people. Besides, XI Base always relies on their own. When do we need outsiders to help us?” Li Nanheng asked lightly.

That was true.

Only the military and the police turned to XI Base for help, and they had never needed their help. After all, the disparity in strength was obvious.

However, Li Nanheng was really arrogant. He had never taken the police seriously.

Seeing that he closed his eyes again, Feng Ling held his hand and pinched his hand hard, trying to wake him up. Now she couldn’t let him fall asleep.

“Can you move your shoulder? Did I hurt your shoulder blades when I took out the bullet for you...”

Li Nanheng took her hand and gazed at her silently. He was too feeble and could only look at her.