More and more sand was falling down, but the four of them were not ordinary people. Their movements were very agile.
They finally managed to escape before the pit was completely filled.
Although everyone was covered in dust and in a sorry state, they were still alive.
Bai Changle looked at the wound on Wen Lan’s hand. It was covered in mud, and his eyes were red.
“Little Lan, don’t move. I’ll treat your wound First!”He looked around and saw the backpack on the ground not far away. It was Wen Lan’s backpack from before.
Bai Changle was very distressed. He used clean water to wash the wound on Wen Lan’s hand, then applied some medicine. Finally, he carefully bandaged it up.
He remembered that his wife, Wen Lan, had a pair of long and beautiful hands. At this time, there were several scratches on her hands. One of the wounds was particularly hideous, and several of her fingernails were broken.
Bai changle suddenly felt like crying.
“Little Lan...”