After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Chapter 295 Terrible Nightmare

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Fu Xingzhi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking coldly at the dark night with thunderstorms outside the window.

He had pockets in both hands, his five fingers clenched into fists, and his tall body was filled with an extremely cold and hostile air.

The air froze, and the air pressure was so low that it was suffocating.

As soon as he received the news, he used all available connections to track down the whereabouts of the kidnappers.

But bad weather has brought great difficulty to trace.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the unprecedented panic occupied his entire atrium.

She had encountered danger before, and although he was worried, he had never been as anxious as today.

Because this time the kidnapper is a desperado who kills without blinking an eye!

Seeing Fu Xingzhi who had been silent for a long time, Shen Chengyun and Huo Dongyang looked at each other.

They can all feel the anxiety and worry of their good brother, and they want to comfort them but can't find the right words.

After all, at such a time, any comfort is useless.

Now they can only wait!

Finally, a cell phone rang.

Huo Dongyang immediately picked up the phone and pressed the speakerphone——

"Young Master Huo, we found it!"

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After falling down a steep hill, Nan Sheng fell into a coma.

The night was too dark and the rain was too heavy. With Nan Sheng in a coma, Zhou Beitu couldn't guarantee that he could bring her back to the hillside safely.

If it's just him, then it's fine.

But with her in a coma, he wasn't sure.

In case of unlucky luck and another landslide, the lives of the two of them would have to be buried here in vain.

So after serious thinking, he gave up the idea of ​​going up the mountain immediately, and found a nearby cave that could shelter from the rain, and decided to wait for rescue or dawn before trying to find a solution.

The interior of the cave is quite large, with a burnt fire and remaining dry branches.

This place should be a good shelter from rain for nearby villagers.

From early autumn to early autumn, the temperature difference between morning and evening is quite large, and the clothes are soaked, which makes people shiver.

Zhou Beitu hurriedly placed Nansheng on a clean boulder, then broke the dead branches into small pieces, and lit a fire to keep warm.

In the middle of the night, Nan Sheng started to have a fever.

She closed her eyes and shouted cold for a while, hot for a while, and kept talking in her sleep.

There are many people in her dream.

Sometimes they call Azhi, sometimes they call Panpan, and sometimes they are father, mother, Jiamu...

Her dream should be sad because she kept crying.

Zhou Beitu saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he was helpless.

He didn't even have the right to give her a hug.

He could only tear his pure cotton vest in half, wet it with rainwater, fold it into a "towel" shape and place it on her hot forehead.

Physically cool her down.

After he kept changing the "towel", gradually, she stopped talking in her sleep.

The temperature gradually returned to normal, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Beitu put his dry coat on her body, trying to keep her as warm as possible.

It rained heavily all night, and when the sky turned white, it finally stopped.

"Panpan... Panpan..."

Nan Sheng fell into a terrible nightmare again, frowning tightly and murmuring unconsciously.

She dreamed that Fu Panpan was being targeted by a big and fierce lion, and the lion approached Panpan step by step with a low growl.

The timid Panpan froze in place and didn't dare to move, just kept crying, kept crying...

Then, she saw the lion opened its mouth wide and swallowed the poor and helpless Panpan in one gulp...

"Hope!!"

Nan Sheng was startled awake, screamed and sat up abruptly.