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  The cold wind blows strongly, and the snowflakes flutter down gently.

  Two large special motorcycles sped across the snowy ground, racing against death and struggling against fate, chasing after the footprints of the goddess of hope.

  A temporary bracket welded to the rear rack of a motorcycle, with an intravenous drip bottle hanging from it, and an oxygen tank and oxygen generator set up on it. This can be said to be the most simple ambulance in history, without even a "beep beep" sound.

  Wrapped in a thick down jacket, Wu Ming used a long leather belt to tie her back to himself, silently shielding her from the wind, frost, rain and snow along the way.

  The fog was thick, the sky and earth were a vast expanse of gray, in order to see the road conditions clearly, Wu Ming didn't wear windproof goggles. His eyebrows and nostrils had already formed a thin layer of frost, snowflakes hitting his face, from the initial stinging pain to now numbness, he could no longer feel the existence of his nose.

  He just wanted to go faster, but the weather was really bad. The freshly fallen snow was too soft and the road conditions were very poor, which greatly increased the difficulty of driving a snowmobile. If he rushed blindly, he believed that before long, everyone would be having coffee with God together.

  The two of them had been driving for almost an hour, but the road down the mountain seemed to stretch on forever. Wu Ming estimated in his heart that they might not have driven out 40 kilometers yet. Just then, Zhu Ge Dachang's car broke down. After he kicked and pounded it a few times, the car which could have been repaired was completely ruined.

  Zhuge Dachang trudged through the snow, his feet crunching as he walked to Wu Ming's carriage. With a carefree smile, he said, "Rescuing people is urgent, don't worry about me, hurry down the mountain."

  "Hero of the village! It's so far down from the mountain... " Wu Ming shouted loudly: "Quickly bring over the cart, then find a rope, I'll slide down the mountain."

  "That will delay a lot of time..." Zhuge Dachang shook his head, seriously looking at Wu Ming, and slowly said: "San Gui, listen to your brother once, speed down the mountain."

  "But..."

  "Less nonsense..." Zhuge Dachang cut off Wu Ming's words and scolded, "Afraid I'll die here? Think back to when I was training in Siberia, the environment there was much worse than this."

  Two men exchanged a glance, Wu Ming snorted: "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain. If you dare not come, don't think I'll burn incense for you!"

  "Shao Mei!" Zhuge Dachang cursed with a smile: "Get out of here quickly!"

  Wu Ming chuckled and said: "Then I'll go find a girl at the foot of the mountain, if she doesn't come, I'll sleep with her!"

  "Haven't you heard of a saying? 'Don't sleep with a friend's sister...' Zhuge Dachang sneered, 'Tell her to wash her butt clean and wait for me, I'll slide down the mountain even if I have to use my face.'"

  Wu Ming waved his hand, no longer hesitating, and started the motorcycle to leave. Zhuge Dachang stretched out his limbs and muttered to himself: "Snowy terrain assault 100 kilometers, no replenishment, Xun Mang Long received, guaranteeing the completion of the task."

  An hour later, Wu Ming regretted abandoning Zhuge Dachang. His motorcycle was also out of commission, having run out of gas. If only he had pulled Zhuge Dachang along, at least they would have each other's company when they met their maker.

  When they set out, the whole box of oil was filled up, and it was originally estimated that they could drive about 200 kilometers. However, it still seemed a bit short, and the overload combined with the harsh road conditions would greatly increase fuel consumption. Unexpectedly, no one thought that Wu Ming got off the car with a cold face, and as soon as his foot stepped on the snowy ground, he sank directly to his calf.

  With a glimmer of hope, Wu Ming took out his mobile phone, but still there was no signal. He let out a sigh and moved the 40-kilogram oxygen tank down from the car, then rubbed his nose, wondering what to do next.

  Wu Ming thought for a moment, then untied the icy cold belt that was tied around her back, and helped her lean against the motorcycle. Afterwards, Wu Ming removed the rear rack of the motorcycle to secure the oxygen tank on his back, and then picked up Bing Bing, using the belt to tie her in front of him.

  A weird sandwich, Wu Ming was the middle piece of vegetable, with a chilly and beautiful face close at hand, Wu Ming revealed a smile, his hands holding up her buttocks...

  This pose is liked by Brother Posture, for Flower Girl, advance!

  A woman of about 50 kilograms, a forty-kilogram oxygen cylinder, plus her own weight, Wu Ming couldn't help but laugh as soon as she took a step out. The snow was almost knee-deep, and it was difficult to walk, let alone run!

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  The snow was getting smaller, but the accumulated snow on the ground was really too thick. One step at a time, with an oxygen tank on his back and holding a woman, Wu Ming didn't know how far he had walked, but for the first time, he felt tired, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

  Suddenly, Wu Ming disappeared on the horizon, one radish and one pit, he found his own pit!

  Walking too far to the right is not good either, just like Wu Ming, he was holding a cold and icy thing and fell into the dry ditch by the side of the road.

  A nearly three-meter-deep ditch, Wu Ming, who was carrying a load of almost 100 kilograms, couldn't climb out no matter how hard he tried and couldn't help but curse loudly: "Damn it, the cement board covering the ditch is so thin, isn't this just playing with people's lives?"

  I don't know if it was because of the bumps and jolts or some other reason, but Leng Bingbing woke up from her daze, pushed away the oxygen mask on her mouth and nose, and asked in a mosquito-like voice: "Where are we?"

  "We're almost there!"

  With a cold and listless tone, she rolled her eyes and turned her head, asking: "Where is this?"

  Wu Ming coughed lightly twice and said seriously: "This is my family's ancestral tomb. I want to be buried here."

  "Ah... cough, cough, cough..." A cold and violent coughing fit started. Wu Ming patted her back, and after she caught her breath, she said faintly: "I feel so sleepy, maybe if I sleep again, I won't wake up?"

  Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat, Leng Bingbing had been in a coma all along, could it be that she woke up now because of a dying struggle? He urged: "Hold on, I'll send you to the hospital right away, believe me, you'll get better."

  "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for that long."

  Leng Bingbing let out a cold yawn, her eyelids seemingly unable to open anymore. Wu Ming loudly shouted: "Get a bit more energetic..." As he spoke, he heavily pinched Leng Bingbing's plump and perky buttocks, continuing: "I'm eating tofu, can you feel it?"

  Chilly and icy, she indeed felt a bit more spirited. She struggled to open her eyes and softly cursed: "Bastard!"

  Wu Ming revealed a sly smile and said: "If I sleep again, I will continue to eat tofu!"

  Her eyes gradually lit up with a hint of vitality, and her voice grew slightly louder, "When I recover from my illness, I'll make sure to have the person who swept the floor of the public toilet promoted."

  For her, this is already the cruelest punishment, right? Wu Mingang hummed: "Wanting to make Laozi clean the toilet, you'd better get well soon..." As he spoke, he raised his head. The three-meter-deep ditch was a bit of a struggle to climb up, unfortunately, there was no accumulated snow here...

  That's right, there is no snow in the ditch. Wu Ming's eyes lit up. If he walked along the ditch, his speed could be much faster. Thinking of this, he excitedly said: "Saiweng lost his horse, it's actually a blessing."

  "What did you say?"

  "It's freezing cold, I'm going to start running...". Wu Ming took a deep breath and smiled: "Don't sleep well until I fall down?"

  Wu Ming's vitality infected Ling Bing, causing her to nod involuntarily. Wu Ming smiled and put an oxygen mask on her, holding his phone up for light with one hand while tightly grasping her buttocks with the other, as they rushed into the deep ditch...

  "It's freezing cold, hang in there, we're almost there."

  "Don't give up, believe me!"

  "I won't give up, even if I break my legs. Even if I have to crawl, I will get it delivered to the hospital and not let my efforts go to waste."

  In the darkness, there was only the faint glow of a mobile phone, and the sound of Wu Ming's urgent gasps, as well as those soothing and encouraging words. Although her face was icy cold and unclear to Wu Ming, they reached his heart, reaching the gentle heart hidden beneath his unruly exterior.

  This man's hug is so warm!

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  Crying through a day is still a day, laughing through a day is also a day. Life has many ups and downs, rather than frowning and being gloomy, it's better to face it with a smile. Without experiencing the cold to the bone, how can one appreciate the fragrance of plum blossoms? As long as you don't give up, hope and dreams will always be ahead.

  Just as Wu Ming's strength was exhausted, a mobile phone message ringtone sounded, and the mobile phone could receive signals again. This situation cheered him up, and a glimmer of light also appeared in front of him...

  It turned out that the snow had crushed a concrete slab, and the thick snow allowed Wu Ming to climb out of the ditch smoothly, but he was exhausted. He sat on the ground with his back against the cold ice, scooped up a handful of snow and put it in his mouth, letting the snow melt before swallowing it.

  The snow was still falling, and it seemed to be approaching dusk. Wu Ming took a deep breath, looked around, and found a road sign, which was an entrance sign for the mountain area. He had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. He quickly picked up his phone and pressed three keys!

  The phone was answered, and Wu Ming directly roared: "I have a patient here who needs emergency treatment..." Then he pointed to the signboard and continued: "This is the entrance to the mountainous area of Molinster Town, please hurry up."

  When a person is exhausted to the limit, it's hard to get up again after sitting down. Wu Ming gritted his teeth and stood up with all his might, but soon fell to the ground, holding the cold ice in his arms, and said softly: "I... I'll rest for a while, the ambulance will arrive soon, just hold on a little longer."

  He nodded slightly, with a crystal tear welling up in his eyes. He could carry a large oxygen tank on his back and run tens of kilometers while holding a woman, such a man was undoubtedly a monster. But now, this man had become so exhausted that he couldn't stand up anymore.

  What does this mean?

  For a woman to have a man who would go all out for her, how many can one meet in their lifetime? This made Ling Bing feel like she was being treasured and protected like a precious gem, and she liked this feeling.

  When she heard the sound of pipapo, Leng Bingbing revealed a faint smile and gradually lost consciousness...

  With great difficulty, he helped two nurses lift the cold and stiff body into the ambulance. Wu Ming collapsed onto the stretcher, amidst the busy doctors and nurses, a smile of relief spread across his face as he began to flirt with the pretty nurse, "Beautiful miss, can you give me some emergency treatment too? I think I need some mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."

  The male doctor was slightly surprised that Wu Ming could speak French, and immediately showed off the humor unique to French men, laughing: "Well, it seems you really do need artificial respiration, I'd be delighted to help you with that!"

  Wu Ming said with a poetic tone: "Go play with your eggs! The rolling pin in my house loves your chrysanthemum!"

  The Frenchman did not understand the meaning contained in this sentence and immediately showed respect to Wu Ming, sighing that the oriental literary language was indeed profound and subtle.

  Just as the ambulance left, a man who had face-planted into the snow came down the mountain, pulled out his phone and yelled at the sky: "Why is my phone out of battery again! This is so frustrating!"

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