The tent was opened.
Yun Qiao saw Gongsheng lying on a narrow single bed with a pale face in the makeshift tent.
The conditions were tough and he didn’t have a doctor by his side. There were only a few bottles of medicine scattered around. Yun Qiao couldn’t understand what the medicine was for.
However, her nose was still sore.
Last night, in the same simple tent, he kissed her so powerfully that her hands and feet went soft and she was utterly defeated.
Now, he was lying on the narrow bed alone. She didn’t know if he had fainted or what, but he looked much more haggard.
“Why didn’t you send him out for treatment?”Yun Qiao asked Uncle Zhang with a heartache.
Uncle Zhang shook his head helplessly. “The President has ordered that the limited cars should be used to transport water and food to the victims first. We are not allowed to waste a car because of him.”
Yun Qiao:”...”
