Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 155: Chapter 148 Both Are Buried Together

“The situation is urgent, we can’t delay; one more minute wasted could mean someone’s permanent departure,” Zhan Qipei said.

Having said that, Qiao Jing no longer refused.

One hour later, Zhan Qipei drove Qiao Jing to Lichuan County.

As soon as they arrived, Qiao Jing immediately got out of the car and began the rescue.

Zhan Qipei, like an assistant, stayed close by Qiao Jing’s side, helping her out.

“Help—save me—” a weak voice came from not far away.

Qiao Jing followed the sound and her gaze finally fell on a pile of ruins.

Zhan Qipei saw it too.

If they were not mistaken, someone was buried beneath that debris.

After exchanging glances, Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei wasted no time and quickly approached the ruins.

Just as Qiao Jing was about to start, she was stopped by Zhan Qipei.

“I’ll do it,” Zhan Qipei said, then rolled up his sleeves and forcefully pushed away the cement and rebar slab crushing the ruins.

Qiao Jing stood by, watching. At this moment, her view of Zhan Qipei changed significantly.

In the past, to her, Zhan Qipei was an untouchable figure of nobility, always flourishing in the upper circles.

But now, Zhan Qipei felt much more grounded to her.

Soon, together, they managed to rescue the person buried under the ruins.

“Your hand is injured,” Qiao Jing noticed a long cut on the back of Zhan Qipei’s hand, likely caused while moving the cement slab.

The cut was deep and bleeding non-stop.

He really didn’t have to suffer like this; if he hadn’t come to this place with her, he could be sitting comfortably in his warm office working or resting right now.

Just as Qiao Jing was thinking this, suddenly the ground beneath them shook.

Oh no!

It was an aftershock!

“Creak crack—” The half-collapsed building beside them started to fall towards her.

Everything happened too quickly, Qiao Jing had no time to dodge.

“Careful!”

As the voice dropped, Zhan Qipei lunged at Qiao Jing, pressing her beneath him and bearing the crashing roof beam and ruins with his sturdy back.

“Ugh—” A heavy groan sounded.

Qiao Jing’s heart suddenly tightened, and she opened her eyes to look at the man propping himself up over her.

Her pupils dilated sharply!

The man’s lips were oozing blood, his body reeked of it, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

Even so, he was still using his arms, propped on either side of her body, to shield her from everything.

Everyone’s made of flesh and blood, and at this moment, Qiao Jing felt an unprecedented stirring in her emotions, watching Zhan Qipei with a look that no words could describe.

“Don’t be afraid, I… I can hold on, until… the… rescuers come,” Zhan Qipei gritted out intermittently.

“Don’t talk! Conserve your strength!” Qiao Jing was pinned down and couldn’t move.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t move at all, but she feared that any movement might cause the surrounding structures to collapse even more. In such a case, both she and Zhan Qipei would be in an even worse situation.

“Okay,” Zhan Qipei said and then stopped talking, saving his energy to last a bit longer.

He couldn’t fall now; if he did, Qiao Jing would get hurt.

Time passed by every second, and in this pitch-dark place, it seemed like an eternity.

Qiao Jing was relatively okay; she didn’t have any serious injuries.

But it was different for Zhan Qipei; as time went on, the stench of blood filling Qiao Jing’s nostrils grew stronger.

In these circumstances, Qiao Jing could only make out the man’s pale face in the faint light, unable to assess his bodily injuries.

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Zhan Qipei opened his eyes and managed a very weak smile at Qiao Jing.

“No, it’s fine, don’t… worry. I can still… hold on for a while.”

The more Zhan Qipei said this, the worse Qiao Jing felt inside.

Qiao Jing stared at the man’s face, which should have been handsome and spirited, but now it was covered with dust, and there was a trace of blood that had not yet dried at the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Qiao Jing pulled out a hand and reached to the man’s face, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, intending to make him a little more comfortable.

Suddenly, she saw the man smile.

Even now, he could still smile?

Before she could voice her question about why he was smiling, she heard the man’s contented voice spill out.

“Worth it.”

Huh? Qiao Jing lightly lifted an eyebrow, her eyes slightly bewildered.

Then the next second, she found herself lost in the man’s affectionate, loving eyes.

At that moment, she understood the meaning behind the man’s words just now.

It was as if a feather had drifted onto the calm surface of a lake, rippling out one circle after another, slowly spreading outwards.

A long time passed, and Qiao Jing had always been the kind of person who kept her cool in the face of trouble, able to remain composed even if the sky were falling.

This temperament was mainly due to her upbringing and the severe experiences she had had later in life.

But now, Qiao Jing was like an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing the man, steady as a rock, propped over her with closed eyes and not moving at all, Qiao Jing grew even more anxious.

“Zhan Qipei? Zhan Qipei?” Qiao Jing called out twice, but the man didn’t respond at all.

This really shocked Qiao Jing.

“Zhan Qipei!”

Qiao Jing raised her voice and called out again.

However, the man still had no reaction.

Qiao Jing forced herself to calm down, silently feeling for signs of life.

The man was still breathing, his heart was still beating, but it was becoming increasingly faint.

Zhan Qipei must have been severely injured, most likely losing too much blood.

“Is anyone there? Is there anyone?”

Qiao Jing dared not move carelessly, so she used her last bit of strength to shout.

A minute passed.

No one came to their rescue.

Five minutes went by.

Still, no one showed up.

Half an hour had passed, and they couldn’t afford to delay any longer.

“Is anyone there?! Is—”

“Master? Is that you, Master?”

God knows how relieved Qiao Jing was to hear that voice!

“Zhou, Zhou Fu… hurry, fast…”

“It really is the Master! Master is inside, we need more people! Quick, quick, quick! Come over here! Save us, we need to save them!”

Zhou Fu was shouting while moving stones, and eventually, with the concerted effort of a few others, first, they saw Zhan Qipei and then Qiao Jing, whom Zhan Qipei was supporting and protecting in his arms.

“Don’t delay! Get him treated immediately! Zhou Fu!” This was Qiao Jing’s last bit of energy; after she spoke these words, she fainted from sheer exhaustion.

When Qiao Jing woke up, it was already the next morning.

As soon as Qiao Jing opened her eyes, she saw Zhou Fu sitting by the bed.

“Master, you’re awake? You scared me to death.”

Qiao Jing’s gaze swept around the room anxiously and asked, “Zhan Qipei, where is he? How is he doing?”

“He is seriously injured, two of his ribs got broken, and his leg is severely damaged, he—” Before Zhou Fu could finish his words, Zhan Qipei suddenly came through the door, leaning heavily on crutches.