Chapter 653

d to go to school.She stroked Wen Jing's head gently and said softly: "Little Jing, before開學之前，姐姐一定會湊齊你的學費。”Wen Jing stubbornly bit her lower lip and remained silent. Warming then left the house.As a...Chapter 653

Moyao held Mo Xiaobai, and Wushuang was so enraged that he became dazed. At present, they were in the tropical rainforest where nothing could be done. Fengyun found a place to sit down, and none of them spoke. Mo Xiaobai seemed cold and kept shivering; Moyao took off his own coat and draped it over him. Yun went to find nearby water sources and brought some for Mo Xiaobai to drink. Wushuang cleaned his wounds and re-bandaged them.

"Boss, the wound on his thigh may have become infected," Wushuang said gravely. Moyao lowered his head, took a look at the wound, which was terribly decayed. It was certain that it had become infected. Moyao had brought plenty of medicine; Wushuang and Yun handled the wound roughly. Wushuang dug out the rotten flesh from Mo Xiaobai's thigh. Moyao had anticipated that with half a month of harsh torture, some wounds would inevitably get infected. He had brought a considerable amount of anti-inflammatory medication, but Wushuang thought it might not work much, and this particular wound on Mo Xiaobai wouldn't necessarily withstand the anti-inflammatory injections.

They needed to leave this place as soon as possible; if the infection worsened severely, Mo Xiaobai's leg would be in danger of being amputated. Mo Xiaobai woke up from pain, biting Moyao's shoulder with his teeth. Wushuang had already given him an anesthetic injection, but it seemed to have little effect. With no professional medical skills in the wilderness, they dared not administer too much medication. Seeing how much pain he was in, Moyao said gravely, "Give him two morphine shots."

"What"

"Morphine!" Moyao said gravely. Wushuang looked at Moyao; Yun said, "Boss is right. Give him the morphine. After all, he's already addicted to drugs anyway, so it doesn't matter about just a little more. At least it'll relieve his pain."

Wushuang didn't hesitate any longer and gave Mo Xiaobai two shots of morphine. He disinfected the wound again before re-bandaging it. "We need to leave this place as soon as possible."

Moxiaobai passed out once more, seemingly asleep. Wushuang gave him an intravenous drip; he slept even deeper and never showed any signs of waking up. Moyao picked him up and the few people walked further into the forest.

Half an hour later, they heard fighter jets flying overhead. The sound was very close to them, as if right above their heads. They all lay behind rocks and didn't dare move a muscle, waiting for several fighter jets to fly over the forest.

Wushuang checked the navigation; Yun joked, "Can this cursed place even receive signals"

The information could still be received on the helicopter, but when they came down from it, there was only a bit of signal. Gradually, there was no more signal at all and moving further in meant receiving absolutely no signal.

"Impossible!"

"Then what are you looking at

"Look at you, lacking foresight. Back when I trained here, I drew a map which is still around somewhere. As long as there's electricity, it'll be fine." Wu Shuang opened up his palm computer; the signal was gone, and no satellite could cover this place. Their communication had been disrupted, and Mo Chen could only track their location via chips implanted in them.

After walking for more than two hours, they reached a spot that Wu Shuang felt was safe enough. Yun opened up a sleeping bag; they absolutely needed to rest for the night or else there wouldn't be much left of tomorrow...

This godforsaken place required conserving energy.

There were only two sleeping bags, and under normal circumstances, three men would have shared one while two women would share another. Now, however, Yun and Feng were sharing one, while Mo Yao and Xiao Bai had their own.

Wu Shuang's mouth was rather dry; after an hour of sleep, he asked Yun if she wanted to eat some wild game, to which Yun readily agreed. The two women left Feng behind and went hunting together, but Mo Yao felt it unnecessary to remind them to be careful.

Wu Shuang’s familiarity with the terrain was even better than his own, so any reminder would have been redundant.

In the sleeping bag, there was no light.

Wu Shuang and Yun had given Mo Yao and Xiao Bai a quick wash; he looked much cleaner now. Through night-vision goggles, he could see how thin Xiao Bai had become—drugs and torture had stripped him of his former self. When Xiao Bai was angry, he loved to pout, but now he looked malnourished and yellow-faced. Just looking at him made Mo Yao feel sad.

"Hold on for two more days; just two more days, and we'll be home." Mo Yao whispered in his ear; sleeping Xiao Bai appeared very docile, lying still and quietly.

He knew that Xiao Bai wasn't as fragile as he seemed. He was quite strong-willed, yet Mo Yao couldn’t help but want to take care of him.

During this journey, besides worrying about his injuries, he had thought a great deal and understood many things. Xiao Bai and he were one and the same; even if Xiao Bai didn't believe it himself, Mo Yao stubbornly believed so, and for the rest of his life, he would protect him.

Even if he got married or had a family with children, as long as he could see Xiao Bai happy, he wouldn’t mind.

Mingling with this realization was the vague hope that after this experience, Xiao Bai might return to his old self. If Xiao Bai still wanted to get married, Mo Yao would personally escort Ji Bing over for their wedding...

If he wants to, and if he can give, he will.

Wu Shuang and Yun returned an hour later. They were accustomed to living off the land and knew how to find joy in hardship. Wu Shuang and Yun caught two rabbits, a chicken, and three large snakes. There was also water nearby, so they quickly cleaned their prey and started a fire.

The tropical rainforest in this area prohibits fires because it is very dry and prone to catching fire. The most important reason is the dense vegetation. Wu Shuang and Yun were extremely careful; the fire wasn't big but soon boiled water. They roasted snake meat, some mushrooms, and the rabbit and chicken over stones. Mo Yao stuck his head out of his sleeping bag, and Yun asked, "Boss, are you hungry"

Everyone hadn't eaten all day. Mo Yao said, "Find something to make a soup for Xiao Bai."

"Where would we find a pot," Yun was somewhat troubled but the wilderness life didn’t stop them. Soon, Wu Shuang and Yun really found a small pot in the forest. Occasionally there were hunters in this forest so it wasn't too hard to find.

Wu Shuang felt that snake soup would be most nutritious, so she neatly sliced up one of the snakes and threw its head into the pot to simmer. Yun said, "That... do you think Xiao Bai will drink it"

"What's there to worry about I didn't make him eat snake meat," Wu Shuang replied, "It’s just soup."

Yun swallowed hard. Mo Xiaobai was a man who would rather eat human flesh than snake; if pushed too far and with no food but one snake before him, he'd cut off his own leg to eat instead of eating that snake.

This was his nightmare.

Mo Xiaobai woke up just in time. Wu Shuang poured the soup for Mo Yao who then fed it to Mo Xiaobai. Feng said, "That’s too cruel; he bet he would know what it is."

"Xiao Bai can barely recognize Boss, let alone know what he's eating," Wu Shuang was sure of this. Mo Xiaobai woke up groggily and Mo Yao carried him out to feed the soup to him. Mo Yao scooped the snake soup into Xiao Bai’s mouth bit by bit; Xiao Bai had his eyes closed but subconsciously drank whatever Mo Yao fed him, after two sips he turned away. Mo Yao frowned, if Xiao Bai didn't like it then he wouldn’t force him.

Xiao Bai slightly opened his eyes, during these days his habit was to open them as wide as possible and his whole body seemed almost buried in the snake soup. Mo Yao said, "Chicken soup."

Xiao Bai looked at Mo Yao then leaned back again. Mo Yao started feeding him again. Wu Shuang was speechless; Boss, isn't there a huge difference between snake soup and chicken soup Xiao Bai is dying yet he can still tell the taste apart, miscalculated, but when Boss said it’s chicken soup he obediently started drinking again, truly... so well-behaved.

Moxiao Bai drank the soup with his eyes closed, and his icy body gradually warmed up. Wushuang brought another bowl of soup, and Moyao fed him again. While eating roasted chicken, Wushuang looked at her computer. Fengyun thought she was checking a map and came over to take a look, only to find out that Wushuang was messing with her computer and gloomily told them that sometimes there was signal and sometimes there wasn't, which was neither full coverage nor completely absent—very strange.

"This handy device is the product of the First Terror Organization, right"

"Yeah, I tricked it out of London," Wushuang said. "Does that make a difference"

"I heard they updated something which might be related to this; my device has no signal at all," Yun said. Wind's device also had no signal, while Wushuang's had intermittent signals—anyway, Mochen could know their location.

Wushuang copied the map and gave it to Yun so that he and Fengyun could study it; she had other things to do. Given Moxiao Bai's condition, she needed to examine the environment in this tropical rainforest and analyze a route based on the maps provided by Fengyun that was both safest and quickest for him, otherwise his legs couldn't hold out.

Moxiao Bai drank two bowls of soup before Moyao carried him off to sleep. He was like a doll, being served food and put to bed; he didn’t have to worry about anything. Moyao asked, "Has Mochen found out what that thing is"

"Even if he did find out, he couldn't send it over due to the deep forest lacking signal coverage. There was a momentary signal just now, but they definitely can't receive any information," Wushuang said as she brought over the box. "In any case, it's not something good; from Bai’s reaction, it must be drugs."

"Nerve-type drugs," Wind added. "This kind of drug is most terrifying because you don’t know what issues they could cause."

Moyao was concerned that besides being drugs, there might be something else.

As long as it wasn't too serious and merely involved drugs, that would be fine—don't let it be some terrible thing. If it were just drugs, he could quit them; Bai’s body should be able to handle the withdrawal once he was healthy enough. But looking at his condition, it didn’t seem like a simple case of drug addiction.

Wushuang said, "Worrying won't help—this box needs to be kept safe so that Bai doesn’t go crazy; at least this will calm him down. With such high purity and the amount he’s been injecting for days on end, he should already be addicted; it doesn’t matter whether it's just a couple more days or not."

Moyao nodded and kept several vials with them as a precaution. In reality, this proved that their boss was always prepared for any contingency.ts accompanied by splashing sweat filled the room with warm springtime vibes.In her daze, she squeezed him in the waist. This guy always acted like he had brains made of sperm; when told to use protec...