12dz Chapter 414 I'll Carry You Back
Chapter 414 I'll Carry You Back
Leng Fang's gaze fell on Zhen Zhen's shoes, his tone serious.
"Your shoes are no good. Not only is the anti-slip function poor, but the fit is also terrible. The genuine product isn't this quality. Don't wear these shoes for hiking anymore."
To the female celebrity's face, he said her shoes were fake.
Zhen Zhen was extremely embarrassed; she wished she had just fainted.
Zhenzhen thought about it again and realized that what was supposed to be a pleasant hiking trip had become less than perfect because of her shoes.
There's nothing wrong with Leng Fang saying that.
Seeing that Zhen Zhen remained silent, Leng Fang realized he had said the wrong thing. Now was not the time to talk about the shoes.
He had actually noticed the problem with Zhenzhen's shoes a while ago, but since they were still wearable, he didn't say anything.
With his ankle fractured, he had no choice but to speak up.
Otherwise, if she wears these shoes to go hiking again and another accident occurs, wouldn't she have suffered for nothing?
Leng Fang, forcing a smile, tried to ease the tension, saying, "Which store did you buy it from? You can seek redress from them."
"It was a store that everyone recommended, and I was in a hurry to buy something, so I didn't pay much attention to it."
Leng Fang stopped paying attention to the shoes.
He took the gauze and splint from An Xiaoyue. "With limited resources, let's spray some sedative medication first, then apply simple fixation and immobilization. We'll treat it with ice when we get back to the hotel."
Zhen Zhen apologized for her fall, saying, "Thank you for your help."
Leng Fang didn't respond, but kept his head down and worked with An Xiaoyue to protect Zhen Zhen's ankle.
Zhen Zhen looked at the two heads in front of her. Xiao Yue's head was covered with a warm hat, and her long hair was tied into two braids, making her look even cuter.
Leng Fang wore a black beanie, which accentuated her prominent nose and gave her a superior look.
His movements weren't gentle, but fortunately, he wrapped the bandages quickly.
Leng Fang was puzzled. Did she not feel any pain at all?
Looking up, I saw Zhen Zhen biting her lower lip tightly with her pearly white teeth, and a trace of blood was already seeping out.
Leng Fang thought to herself, "She's really good at enduring things. She'd rather bite her lip until it bleeds than make a sound."
While An Xiaoyue and Leng Fangyi were treating Zhen Zhen's wounds, Fu Shengyang called Leng Shize.
"Dad, ask the hotel for some ice packs to put in the refrigerator."
Upon hearing this, Leng Shize's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with concern, "What's wrong? Why do you suddenly need an ice pack? Is someone injured?"
"Zhen Zhen injured her foot." To avoid worrying everyone, Fu Shengyang didn't tell the truth.
"Okay, I'll call the front desk right away and have someone deliver it. Where are you? I'll drive over to pick you up."
"Dad, the car can't get here, we'll go back ourselves. Don't worry, it's okay."
“Zhen Zhen is injured and can’t walk, how will she come back? I’ll go ask if there’s a rescue team here, and get a stretcher or something, they can at least carry her down.”
"It's getting late, so we won't wait any longer. Fang Yi and I will take turns carrying it; it should be fine."
"Then come back slowly and be careful. If it really doesn't work, we'll think of another way."
"Okay, Dad."
After hanging up the phone, Leng Fangyi and An Xiaoyue had already taken emergency measures for Zhen Zhen.
The two men worked together to help Zhen Zhen to a clean place to sit down.
Zhen Zhen's clothes were covered in mud, so An Xiaoyue took out her spare coat.
"Zhenzhen, let's change our coats first, otherwise we'll easily catch a cold."
"Thank you, Xiaoyue." Even though Xiaoyue was younger than her, she was always the one being taken care of by Xiaoyue.
I've been taken care of too much these past two days.
When I'm a child, the winter sun feels warmer than in previous years.
An Xiaoyue: "Between you and me, there's no need for so many thank yous."
Zhen Zhen changed out of her dirty coat, but there was no way to change her pants, so she had to make do and change them when she got back to the hotel.
After changing her clothes, An Xiaoyue took a wet wipe and cleaned the stains off her face.
Fu Shengyang and Leng Fangyi were not idle either. The two of them worked together to repack the contents of their bags, trying to carry only one bag as much as possible.
Their goal was simple: they didn't want Xiaoyue to carry a heavy load.
Zhenzhen's bag was covered in mud, so she had to put it in a plastic bag before putting it back in her bag.
Fortunately, they didn't bring much. They ate all their food when they reached the top of the mountain, leaving only water from their water bags and a pack of compressed biscuits.
Packing everything into one bag is perfectly fine.
"Wait a minute." Leng Fangyi took out a small bag separately and handed it to An Xiaoyue. "This is my camera bag. Can you carry it for me? It's a rare find, so you have to be careful."
An Xiaoyue knew he liked these devices; the camera was as precious to him as his life.
She immediately assured him, "Don't worry, I will keep it safe and make sure it doesn't get bumped or scratched."
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything; once she did, Leng Fangyi always felt that she was up to no good.
He looked at his sister with disbelief for a few seconds, then finally let out a deep breath.
Oh well, if it's broken, it's broken. It's all fate.
An Xiaoyue: Am I really that unconvincing!
However, considering his good performance today, I'll forgive him.
After setting up the camera, Leng Fangyi pulled up his pants and squatted down in front of Zhen Zhen without hesitation.
"Come on, I'll carry you back."
The scene before An Xiaoyue's eyes brought back memories of Hua Lan and Ling Xi's haphazard attempts to matchmake.
Zhen Zhen and Fang Yige...
It's not impossible.
An Xiaoyue chuckled to herself, picked up her camera, and without adjusting any settings, simply snapped a picture of the scene before her.
Zhenzhen looked at his broad shoulders and clean clothes.
Looking at her pants covered in mud, she felt a little embarrassed.
There are only Leng Fangyi and Xiaoyue's husband here. If she doesn't ask someone to carry her, how is she going to get back to the hotel?
She hesitated for only a few seconds before lying down on it.
Her legs were held by both hands, and her entire weight pressed down on Leng Fangyi in an instant.
A strong, masculine scent instantly invaded the nasal cavity.
A strange feeling arose in Zhenzhen's heart, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.
That sense of peace felt familiar.
It was the first time I had ever slept soundly all night under a thick quilt in winter.
It was when she received her first paycheck, rented an apartment, and had a safe space of her own where she wouldn't be disturbed that she felt at peace.
Before me was a clear and soft jawline.
Leng Fangyi's words on the mountaintop still echoed in my ears:
"It will only increase the workload and difficulty for the rescuers."
She hadn't even caused any trouble for the rescue team yet, and she had already troubled Leng Fangyi.
Zhen Zhen pursed her lips. "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"It's a small thing, just treat it as weight training."
Leng Fang carried her on his back with steady steps, speaking without even panting.
This gave Zhenzhen the illusion that "she is not heavy at all".
Those male actors who couldn't lift her up on set were simply lacking in training.
Saying she's too heavy is just an excuse.
An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang followed behind the two.
"It seems like carrying someone on his back doesn't slow him down the mountain at all."
Fu Shengyang sneered, "Don't be fooled by your brother's refined and gentle demeanor; he learned it all from our father. Uncle likes hiking, and he often goes with him. He's strong and has excellent stamina. But this is probably the first time he's ever climbed such a poorly paved path."
An Xiaoyue: "It's already obvious that his physical strength has improved."
Fu Shengyang said, "If my darling wife can't walk anymore, I can carry you down the mountain."
An Xiaoyue pointed to the bag on her chest, "I want to protect my brother's manhood."
Fu Shengyang's eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint in his dark pupils. "Don't use the word 'lifeblood' carelessly."
"why?"
"A man's manhood..."
Fu Shengyang's words were ambiguous, and An Xiaoyue immediately understood when she saw his expression.
This is so damn easy to understand!
"You... why is your brain all yellow!"
Fu Shengyang chuckled, "Once you've tasted the marrow, you'll know the flavor."
"You're so strong, go and relieve my brother."
An Xiaoyue thought that even the best physical strength will eventually run out.
If that happens, and if Brother Yi suddenly loses strength in his legs, wouldn't that result in a lose-lose situation?
That can't happen.