frightfiction Chapter 1370 Escape
Chapter 1370 Escape
The tinderbox fell to the ground and ignited a small flame. The group of venomous snakes seemed to be afraid of fire and scattered to both sides, not daring to continue crawling forward for the time being.
"Hurry! The tinderbox won't burn for long!" Lin Ran roared, pulling Lin Yiwan along as they staggered off in another direction.
The two dared not linger for a moment, rushing forward with all their might. The swarm of snakes behind them, after the flames died down, began to rustle again, relentlessly pursuing them.
The secret passage had many forks, and Lin Yiwan, in her panic, led Lin Ran into an even narrower fork in the road.
This side path was even more difficult to traverse than the previous one, with low-hanging rocks overhead that almost touched their heads, forcing the two to walk forward while bending over.
Just when they thought they were about to be caught by the venomous snake, a faint light suddenly shone through from ahead.
"Exit! It's the exit!" Lin Yiwan exclaimed in surprise, her eyes gleaming with a will to survive.
The light drew closer, and the two quickened their pace. Finally, just before the venomous snake could catch up, they burst out of the secret passage.
Outside was a dense forest, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling warmly on the two of them.
Fresh air rushed into their nostrils, and the two of them breathed it in greedily, as if they had survived a disaster.
Lin Ran could no longer hold on. His legs gave way, and he collapsed heavily to the ground. His vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
"Uncle!" Lin Yiwan exclaimed, rushing over to support him. She reached out to check his breath and felt a faint pulse before letting out a sigh of relief.
She looked down at the arrow wound on his back, where blood was still seeping out, and his face was deathly pale.
She gritted her teeth, looked around, and found a dilapidated mountain god temple not far away, which looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time.
She dared not delay, and with all her might, she put Lin Ran's arm on her shoulder and half-supported, half-dragged him toward the mountain god temple.
The door to the mountain god temple was already rotten and could be opened with a gentle push.
The room was covered in dust and cobwebs, with only a broken mountain god statue standing alone in the center.
Lin Yiwan carefully placed Lin Ran on the pile of grass in front of the shrine before collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.
Looking at Lin Ran's silent appearance, her eyes welled up with tears, which finally rolled down her cheeks.
But she can't fall down.
Lin Ran became like this to save her, and she had to save him.
She wiped away her tears, stood up, and began to find clean water to treat Lin Ran's wounds.
Before long, Lin Ran gradually woke up.
He saw the firelight illuminating Lin Yiwan's face and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
It would be best if she were safe and sound.
Lin Yiwan walked up to him with the medicine, her voice gentle: "Uncle, the arrow wound can't be delayed. I'll pull the arrow out for you now. Just bear with it. If it hurts too much, bite my sleeve."
Lin Ran barely opened his eyes. Seeing the bloodshot eyes and her forced composure, he forced a smile, but it only brought a sharp pain. He groaned and said in a hoarse voice, "Silly girl, your uncle can handle it. Just be more careful."
Lin Yiwan nodded. She squatted down beside Lin Ran, looking at the arrow that had pierced her flesh, her heart trembling uncontrollably.
The arrow shaft was still covered in mud and blood, deeply embedded in the bone. If it were not pulled out properly, it could cause minor injuries or even endanger one's life.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her distracting thoughts, and gently reached out to push aside the clothes that were stuck to Lin's back.
The clothes were stuck to the wound so tightly that Lin Ran shuddered in pain with the slightest pressure.
Lin Yiwan bit her lip, not daring to tear any further, and simply cut off the rest of her clothes. The wound was completely exposed to the firelight, the gruesome gash turned inside out, the surrounding flesh already tinged with blue and purple, making her heart tighten and her eyes instantly redden.
"Uncle, I'm going to do it." She gripped the dagger tightly, her voice trembling slightly.
Lin Ran didn't respond, but buried her head in the hay and bit the sleeve that she was offered tightly.
Lin Yiwan carefully used a dagger to cut away the rotten flesh around the wound. The sound of the knife tip slicing through the flesh was very soft, but it struck her heart like a heavy hammer.
She dared not be distracted, her eyes fixed on the wound, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Once the rotten flesh was completely cut away, the arrow shaft was fully exposed. She put down the dagger, gripped the arrow shaft firmly with both hands, and took a deep breath.
"Bear it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly exerted force on her wrist and pulled the arrow sharply in the opposite direction from where it had been shot!
Lin Ran groaned, his muscles tensed instantly, his body trembled violently, and he bit his sleeve so hard that he tore a hole in the fabric.
Fresh blood gushed out from the wound, splashing onto Lin Yiwan's hand. The warm liquid carried a strong fishy smell, making her eyes sting slightly.
She fought back tears and quickly pressed the prepared burlap onto the wound, holding it down firmly.
Blood continued to seep out, quickly soaking through the burlap. Lin Yiwan dared not let go, and could only change the burlap again and again until the bleeding from the wound gradually slowed down after pressing for a full quarter of an hour.
She collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, her palms sweating profusely, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Lin Ran was in so much pain that she was completely exhausted. She lay on the haystack, her breath weak, her face as pale as a sheet of paper, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.
Lin Yiwan composed herself, not daring to delay, poured the yellowish-brown ointment into her palm, and carefully applied it to Lin Ran's wound.
When the ointment touched her skin, Lin Ran trembled slightly, indicating that it must have been extremely painful.
The ointment seemed to have some miraculous effect; shortly after it was applied, the purplish discoloration around the wound faded, and the bleeding stopped completely.
She took the torn strips of cloth and wrapped them tightly around the wound, one loop after another. The cloth was wrapped tightly, but she dared not use too much force, for fear of aggravating the wound.
After finishing all this, Lin Yiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down next to the haystack, feeling as if all her strength had been drained.
She looked at Lin Ran's sleeping profile, her eyes filled with worry, hoping that her uncle could get through this ordeal safely.
Even though she was exhausted, she didn't dare close her eyes to rest, fearing that the bandits would come after her again.
Time passed second by second, and finally dawn broke.
Lin Yiwan carefully moved her body, which was almost frozen, and then heard someone outside calling out, "Madam, Lord Lin, where are you?"
Her eyes lit up; it was Zi'er who had come looking for her.
She hurried out to greet her, calling out loudly, "Zi'er!"
Zi'er led a number of guards to her and knelt down with a thud, saying, "Your subordinate is incompetent and has caused Madam and Lord Lin to be in danger. Please punish me, Madam!"