The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Even breathing could be clearly heard in the empty trap.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Linfeng's words, and then his eyes fell on Song Linfeng's lap.

For the first time, she regretted it terribly.

"Which... which leg is broken?"

Jiang He choked for a moment, and his voice was a little hoarse.

Song Linfeng's face was pale, and he sat down in pain while leaning on one side of the wall.

"I can't tell the difference, probably both legs are broken."

Jiang He was silent for a moment.

She knelt down and lifted Song Linfeng's clothes to inspect the injury on his leg.

Song Linfeng was startled, and stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Girl Jiang, men and women are different, you can't."

"It's such a time, what's the difference between men and women? At worst, I'll just be responsible to you in the future!"

Song Linfeng choked, he was helpless.

"Miss Jiang, I don't mean that."

"I don't care what you mean, I just know that your injury was caused by me, so I have to be responsible to the end."

"..."

Song Linfeng didn't know what to say for a while.

The main thing was that Jiang He might not be able to listen to what he said, so he simply stopped talking.

Jiang He tentatively touched Song Linfeng's two calves, then frowned and looked at Song Linfeng.

"Does it hurt?"

Song Linfeng gritted his teeth and nodded.

It's a bit embarrassing to show weakness in front of women.

"wait for me a while."

Jiang He stood up, searched around, and found a few thick branches, she broke them with force, and tore off some pieces of cloth from the hem of her clothes.

Song Linfeng was startled.

"Ginger girl!"

Jiang He walked up to Song Linfeng, squatted down again, fixed his legs with branches, and did a simple emergency treatment.

But Jiang He also knew that it was still necessary to let the doctor see it in time, otherwise the root cause of the disease might fall.

This young master of the Song family was already weak and sick. If his legs were also disabled, he would basically spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Thinking of that scene, Jiang He felt extremely guilty.

Song Linfeng was a little surprised to see Jiang He handling the wound skillfully.

"Miss Jiang, thank you."

When Jiang He heard this, the movements of her hands paused, and she didn't raise her head. She had no face to look at him.

"You don't need to thank me. I made you like this. You should hate me."

There was a moment of surprise on Song Linfeng's face, and then he smiled.

"Although Miss Jiang's actions are a bit nonsensical, I know that Miss Jiang didn't intend to hurt me. I fell into this trap because I didn't see the way clearly. No wonder Miss Jiang."

Jiang He stopped what she was doing, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Song Linfeng.

"What kind of person are you going to be at such a time? Huh? A few words of scolding me will make me much more comfortable than saying that!"

Song Linfeng was stunned.

"Ginger...Ms. Jiang, I..."

Jiang He turned his face away, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "If you have resentment towards me, you can vent it out, so why pretend to be so magnanimous? Do you really think I will treat you for this? Do you feel guilty? No, I don't! No one else does either! So can you be selfish? Stop being a nice guy."

Song Linfeng stopped talking.

The surrounding atmosphere also became stagnant.

Jiang He continued to deal with Song Linfeng's wound in silence, and when he was done, he stood up and stretched out his hand towards Song Linfeng.

"I'll carry you up."

Song Linfeng was startled: "Miss Jiang, no."

Jiang He is a female class. Although she has learned martial arts, she is small after all, and carrying him on her back will only be a drag.

Song Linfeng said again: "Miss Jiang, why don't you go out first and call others to help."