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

He wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that the time was extremely urgent.

The two arrived at a place that was under martial law. Yu Qingyou then remembered that there was a small lake that led to the outside world. So she grabbed his hand and jumped in.

He had a gunshot wound on his back, but it was completely hidden by his black clothes. However, the excruciating pain in his body felt like it was being torn apart at any moment.

The water was still very cold in early spring, and Yu Qingyou felt a series of jolts when she entered the water.

Especially his back, it looked like it was frozen solid, and his whole body seemed unable to move.

The pain involved can probably only be understood by those who have endured it.

Yu Qingyou swam forward desperately; they had to escape, they absolutely had to.

She couldn't die; she wanted to stay with him forever.

Yu Qingyou swam desperately to the outside. Due to excessive blood loss and the stimulation of the cold water, her face turned pale and bluish-white. She felt as if she was about to faint at that moment.

"Qingyou—"

Zhang Dingtian reached out and hugged her, his hand just touching her body, her back, and feeling her wound.

A sticky feeling.

"You are hurt!"

At this moment, Zhang Dingtian realized what was happening, and he was even more furious.

"Come on!"

Yu Qingyou pointed her finger in the direction of the city gate. The first thing she had to do was get out.

They only considered it safe to leave Nanjing.

"Okay... let's get out, I'll take you out!"

Zhang Dingtian reached out and picked her up, running forward as if his life depended on it.

Yu Qingyou could feel the cold wind hitting her face, causing a sharp pain.

In his heart, Zhang Dingtian was filled with resentment towards himself. If anything had happened to her, he wouldn't have lived anymore.

He carried Yu Qingyou and ran forward until they finally reached the people who were there to meet them.

"Get out of the city quickly!"

Zhang Dingtian held Yu Qingyou in his arms, pressing one hand against her wound.

The bullet was still inside the body, and the bleeding had been continuous, but perhaps it had swum through the cold water, because the bleeding seemed to have stopped.

For the time being, Zhang Dingtian was relieved.

"Go directly to Zhenjiang."

Zhang Dingtian gave instructions to the driver.

The car sped from Nanjing to Zhenjiang, and we arrived in Zhenjiang in just over an hour.

Zhang Dingtian quickly had a doctor called over. While the doctor was performing surgery on Yu Qingyou, Zhang Dingtian stood outside, pacing back and forth.

I feel like I'm not comfortable sitting, and I'm not comfortable standing either.

I knew earlier...

Hindsight is always 20/20, and if he could, he would do these things for her.

Zhang Dingtian sat down, his hands clenched tightly, his eyes fixed on the ground.

"Young Marshal!"

At this time, the door opened.

Zhang Dingtian dashed forward in one stride.

"Young Marshal, it's best not to go in. The young mistress is more susceptible to infection."

The doctor quickly pulled Zhang Dingtian back and closed the door.

How is she now?

Zhang Dingtian stopped and reached out to grab the doctor.

"The young mistress's condition is relatively stable. She mainly needs to rest. She was shot and then soaked in cold water for a while, so she has a high fever for some time. Just be careful and she will be fine."

The doctor explained the situation to Yu Qingyou again.