Chapter 4727 — Seeking Jingjing's Help
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Huo Yudie had no idea what to do anymore. All she could do was sit beside Wei Zhao, weeping bitterly. No one knew how long she remained there. By the end, the lovely girl had cried until her eyes were swollen. If anyone had witnessed that scene, they would surely have been moved to tears at the sight, while a stranger might well have mistaken her for a young bride mourning a husband who had just died.
"No! No!" Huo Yudie abruptly shook her head and muttered to herself, "I can't go on crying like this. I have to find a way to save Wei Zhao. I have to think of something. I absolutely cannot just watch him die!"
Huo Yudie knew that relying on herself alone would be useless at a time like this. Even the top-grade Great Recovery Pill she carried could do nothing!
Since she could not come up with a solution herself, she had no choice but to seek help from someone else. The trouble was, no one would ever come here. Very few people even knew this place existed, and fewer still were capable of passing through the thunder formation outside.
After thinking it over, Huo Yudie immediately prepared to carry Wei Zhao on her back. Whatever happened, they had to get out first. Among the other trial participants, there might well be someone skilled in medicine. Even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance, she could not afford to let it slip by.
Click! Just as Huo Yudie struggled to help Wei Zhao to his feet, a small object suddenly fell from her backpack. She turned toward the sound and froze. Wasn't this the thing Wei Zhao had used to speak with Han Jingyi before they came in?!
Huo Yudie's breathing instantly quickened. In her eyes, this thing Wei Zhao called a phone was no less than a lifeline dropping from the heavens. If she could contact Han Jingyi now, perhaps they could find a way to save Wei Zhao!
Without wasting another thought, Huo Yudie hurriedly picked up the phone and began fumbling with it. She had never seen one before, much less knew how it was supposed to be used. She had only watched Wei Zhao use it once just now. So, relying on her memory, she imitated his movements as best she could, trying everything that came to mind.
Fortunately, the phone contained only one number. After fumbling around with it, sweat pouring down her face, Huo Yudie accidentally pressed the call button. At last, the call went through.
"Brother Wei Zhao? How is it? Did it work?" Han Jingyi's voice came through the phone. She had been anxiously waiting on the other end for news of Wei Zhao.
The moment she heard Han Jingyi's voice, Huo Yudie was both startled and overjoyed. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, then picked up the phone the way she had seen Wei Zhao do it. Stammering, she said, "Wei Zhao... Wei Zhao is in trouble..."
Hearing a woman's voice all of a sudden, Han Jingyi froze in surprise. "Who are you?"
"I... I'm Huo Yudie... I'm a disciple of the East Continent Morning Pride Academy..." Huo Yudie hurriedly explained, then pleaded through her sobs, "Someone blew a huge hole in Wei Zhao's stomach. He's about to die! Please, find a way to save him. I'm begging you!"
"What? Brother Wei Zhao is about to die?" Han Jingyi's expression changed drastically. Her mind went dizzy for a moment, and she nearly fainted on the spot. Only after struggling to steady herself did she say, "Tell me exactly what happened. How was Brother Wei Zhao injured?"
At a time like this, neither of them had the leisure to wonder who was on the other end of the call. Whether Huo Yudie or Han Jingyi, the only thought in their minds was saving Wei Zhao.