Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Even with the force of the impact from below, she still stopped.

"hiss--"

She naturally didn't need to elaborate on how disheveled she was at that moment.

It must be like a ball of mud.

Just as she was about to stand up, she let out a muffled groan and stood up.

It seems like I twisted my right ankle.

Zhao Qingyou stood up, but dared not put any more weight on her right foot.

She raised her head and looked to the side.

Below, there was a complete mess, just a pile of rotten mud.

She looked around and spotted Rong Che's car not far away.

Zhao Qingyou took two steps forward, her right foot aching so badly it felt like it was about to cramp.

She kept walking forward.

They walked right up to Rong Che's car.

Her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

She reached out and gently wiped her forehead.

Without even looking, she knew that her face must be quite a sight.

Rong Che's car overturned, and he was upside down as well.

His face was flushed red, and I had no idea how he was doing.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Qingyou suppressed the pain in her right foot.

She walked to the other side and found a stone.

She took the stone and struck it heavily against the glass.

The glass shattered, and Zhao Qingyou frantically pounded on it again.

Only after there was no more broken glass on either side did they forcefully pull Rong Che out of the hole.

Fortunately, the car only tipped over, and the car itself was of good quality and was not deformed due to the weight.

So she must have been suffocating.

She dragged Rong Che to the side; fortunately, the ground was somewhat muddy.

It was very easy to pull Rong Che away; he was quickly dragged to the side.

Zhao Qingyou knelt down and put her ear close to his face, but she could hardly hear his breathing.

She then placed her hand on his artery.

Sure enough, their breathing was very shallow.

She quickly clasped her hands together and pressed on his chest again.

While doing this pose, Zhao Qingyou suddenly felt that this pose was very familiar.

It feels like it was just a short time ago, like we just did it.

In the previous plot, they just saved the male supporting character; in this plot, they're saving the male lead.

Thinking about this, Zhao Qingyou couldn't help but laugh.

She pressed for a while, then removed her hand and pressed her ear tightly against Rong Che's right chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Rong Che regularly exercises, otherwise he wouldn't have such good muscles.

His lung capacity is naturally stronger than that of an average person.

If his body hadn't been stuck there, he could have saved himself.

Zhao Qingyou used her hand to pinch his mouth and then fed him mouthful after mouthful of breath.

The assistant came down at that moment and happened to see this scene. She secretly took a picture with her phone before calling out to her.

"Miss Zhao!"

Seeing that the rescuers had all come down, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"My foot is injured!"

She collapsed to the ground, having just managed to rescue Rong Che with all her might.

Now that I saw them arrive, my tense nerves relaxed, and I could feel the excruciating pain in my right foot.

Soon, she and Rong Che boarded a helicopter and were taken to the hospital.