Border skirmishes in the Middle Eastern border...
With great effort, Xiao Mo dug Leng Xiao out of the mud and sand. By then, Leng Xiao had stopped breathing, yet his body was still warm. She couldn't let him die like this. If he died, Monica definitely wouldn't survive either.
She hastily took out a syringe of adrenaline from her bag and injected it into him directly. In this godforsaken place, without any tools for emergency treatment, this was the only thing that could be of use.
After the injection, Leng Xiao suddenly sat up from the ground and started breathing heavily...
Xiao Mo looked at him in shock and it took her a while to conceal her excitement as she grabbed his shoulders, "You're not dead, that's really great!"
Leng Xiao brushed the dust off his body, gasping for breath, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
"Get some strength back!" Xiao Mo tossed a piece of chocolate over to him.
