Chapter 910
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He knew that the Clan Leader knew this as well, but she just wouldn't admit it.
"Wait a little longer, it should be soon …"
"Eat some."
Ki Chien-chul walked over, took the food from Sanger's hands, and handed it to Wei Ziyao.
"He's right, your health is more important. No matter what, take care of yourself first."
For the past two days, she hadn't slept much.
The rescue team even had two shifts to and fro, so they could rest.
But she had to stay here and bandage the wounded.
Her body couldn't take it anymore.
"Aren't you the same? You eat first."
Wei Ziyao's voice was weak, because at times like this, she knew that hope was getting slimmer and slimmer.
"I just ate, Number Seven …"
"Don't say anything!"
Wei Ziyao interrupted Ki Chien-chul, her tone a little anxious.
She was afraid that Ki Chien-chul would say something discouraging. She didn't want to hear it.
"Number Seven is different. He's tough. If he could survive falling off a cliff like Mount Qing Miao, he'll definitely survive here. I won't allow anyone to say anything discouraging. He …"
At this point, Wei Ziyao couldn't continue.
Ki Chien-chul held the food and fell silent.
At this moment, Sang Ge patted him and brought him to the side.
"Sigh … I thought that an excellent healer like the Clan Leader would be used to life and death, and would be more carefree in the face of death. Who would've thought …"
Before, the Clan Leader was so powerful that he thought that she was no longer a human, but a god.
But it was only now that he understood.
No matter how powerful she was, she was still a mortal. She had emotions, and she would also be sad about parting.
"Number Seven is like a little brother to her. Maybe she has some special feelings for him. I understand her."
Qi Qianche stood there and looked at the thin and weak figure. His heart ached inexplicably.
"It's good that you understand. Your understanding is the Clan Leader's greatest happiness."
Sanger left after saying that. She did not want to disturb the couple.
Ki Chien-chul walked towards Wei Ziyao. Just as he was about to hug her, she suddenly started running.
Then, with a tap of his foot, he flew far away using his Qing Gong.
After a few ups and downs, she was already in a very deep position.
She then took a person from the soldier's hands.
Ki Chien-chul was also very familiar with that armor.
It was Number Seven!
He hurriedly followed after him.
When they arrived, Wei Ziyao was cleaning his mouth and nose.
His mouth was still muttering.
"Qi Tianlang, you have to live. You have to live. If you die, how am I going to explain this to your father? You have to live! "
Wei Ziyao didn't know what she should say at this time. She just wanted him to live.
Because he still had a very weak pulse.
"Number Seven, you don't have a family yet. You don't have a girl you love. You haven't become your second …"
Wei Ziyao wanted to say that he had not become a great general like his second brother.
But she choked and changed her words. "You haven't become a great general like Wei Shuai. Nothing can happen to you. As a man, you have to do what you say. You have to live!"
Wei Ziyao stimulated his desire to live. After cleaning him up, she handed him over to Ki Chien-chul.
"Take him out for treatment."
Ki Chien-chul picked him up horizontally. The two of them left and walked towards the tent.
Actually, it was just a cover. They were going to the bracelet.
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