The Story of Ling and Heng

Chapter 71-75

Chapter 808: The Story of Ling and Heng

"Feng Ling." Qiao Fei abruptly leaned closed to her and paid attention to the rhythm of her breaths; he immediately then resumed performing the chest compressions.

"Breath, breath with force, Feng Ling!"

"Can you hear me? Breath with force, quick!"

Under Qiao Fei's efficient and precise movements against her chest, Feng Ling knitted her brows from the pain of the force. Furthermore, as she had choked on water and breathed in too much smoke earlier, her lungs were unbearably painful.

She abruptly coughed again, spitting out the last of the water she had swallowed. She instinctively took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. She then coughed successively before reaching out to push Qiao Fei's hands away. She turned over, back-facing the man being her, and coughed painfully and loudly.

"Feng Ling, how are you? Are you better? Can you breathe normally?" Qiao Fei stood up and approached her. He directly reached his arm out and helped her to sit up.

Feng Ling slowly opened her eyes. From the corner of her eyes, she could see the azure water and the indistinct shoreline far away. She stared in that direction for a long moment before breathing in deeply. She spoke hoarsely: "I didn't die..."

"The cruise's oil tank exploded. Typically, under such circumstances, there's no doubt you would have died. But that oil tank has likely been used for too long and there wasn't too much oil left. However, the impact of the explosion still definitely gave you some internal injuries. When we head back, we must immediately find you a doctor," Qiao Fei wiped away the sand and water droplets on her face as he spoke. He also brushed back her scattered hair and watched her pale complexion in concern: "How do you feel right now?"

Feng Ling coughed again. She wanted to speak, but as she instinctively reached her hand up to press against her aching chest, her expression instantly froze. She lowered her head to see that her combat clothes and the black shirt underneath were all opened. Only the white cloth binding her chest was remaining.

She abruptly stiffened. Just as she was about to push Qiao Fei away, he sat down firmly by her side and supported her weak body. "I'm sorry, I discovered your secret. But I had no choice but to open your clothes to save your life. I didn't continue after I saw what was inside... so I didn't see anything I shouldn't have..."

Feng Ling wanted to shove him aside; however, she did not have much strength. She could only sit there stiffly. She reached up and held her clothes together tightly, concealing her collarbones. She stared at him with reddened eyes.

The moment he met her gaze, Qiao Fei understood her intentions: "You only dressed up as a boy so that you could stay in the base, didn't you?"

Feng Ling did not speak. However, her expression was extremely poor.

Earlier, Qiao Fei had saved her life. There was not much she could say. Furthermore, he truly did not undo her bindings underneath. To perform CPR, one needed to unfasten the patient's clothes. Qiao Fei was not in the wrong. She did not have even the slightest reason to blame him.

"Set your heart at ease. So long as you don't have any inappropriate motives, or plan to do anything that will threaten the base; as long as your desire to stay in the base is pure, I won't tell anyone about this matter." Qiao Fei watched her and recalled her typical performance. This little girl worked harder than all of the men in their base. On the one hand, he was filled with admiration for her, and on the other hand, he found that his heart had completely softened for her. However, he felt bad that he had unintentionally discovered her secret earlier. He spoke roughly: "I swear, I didn't see anything earlier."