The syllables from the dry throat were particularly hoarse.

"You are finally awake!" Fang Xinxin's stunning face contained a hint of ecstasy, like a bright sunshine illuminating his heart as cold as ten thousand years of Hanchuan.

She hugged him tightly and kept kissing his pale and bloodless cheeks.

"I'm not dead, I can see you!" He also hugged her delicate body. If he had been as usual, he would have been able to hold her in pain.

Now that he is seriously injured, he has no strength.

"Yeah, you're not dead, we're still together." Fang Xinxin nodded constantly, and she was already in tears.

In fact, when he was sleeping, she always went to explore his breath from time to time, for fear that he would die.

Although she was not a doctor, she was paralyzed and blind in her previous life and became a good doctor after a long illness. She also knew that he had woken up now and had passed the dangerous period.

Bai Qinghao was always groggy before, and sometimes he was a little conscious.

It was clear that she had fed him some water and food.

"Well, we'll be together!" His deep and sharp eyes were filled with touching mist.

"You're awake, hungry." She reached out to open the medicine box, "Hurry up and eat something and drink some water."

"Water..." An accident flashed in his eyes as deep as the vast universe, "Where does the water come from?"

"In the early morning, I used a medicine bottle to hold a scalpel and a water droplet condensed by the mist." She handed him the medicine bottle containing water, unscrewed the lid, "Drink quickly."

His wife is so smart that she wants to get the condensation and dew. She glanced at the half-drink bottle of water inside, which was only about fifty milliliters. "The sun is big during the day, and it doesn't evaporate?"

"During the day, I tighten the bottle of medicine that contains water and put it in my pocket. Both the bottle of medicine and medicine are soaked in the sea water. This will prevent evaporation."

He understood, don't be stingy, the fifty milliliters of water was left to him by her tens of millions of ways.

She looked at his dry and cracked lips and urged, "Drink!"

God knows how much she wants to drink the little water when she is so thirsty that she smokes in her throat.

He shook his head, "I'm much better, you drink it."

She was so thirsty that he knew that he would never eat alone, so she said, "The sun is setting, and it is time for dinner. Let's have supper, drink this little water."

What else he wanted to say, she hurriedly said, "Don't refuse anymore. If you don't replenish some water and physical strength, your injury will never be cured. I will feel distressed."

He knew that the seriously injured himself was a exhaustion to her.

But she loves him so much, he must be well.

So, the two of them used scalpels to cut shark meat slices. Each of them ate half a pound and took the fifty milliliters of water. Every time they ate a bit of fish fillet, they just used the little dew to dip the skin of their mouths.

Even if you save this amount, that little water will bottom out.

There is still about one and a half pounds left in the shark meat.

The food is getting less and less, and dew can only be obtained in the early morning.

The crisis of survival was pressing on the top of his head, but Bai Qinghao felt very happy inexplicably.

How lucky he is that his wife loves him with her life. No matter how dangerous it is, and how bad the living environment is, she will never leave her!

If he survived by chance, he would definitely be nice to her!

After eating the food, Bai Qinghao seemed to remember something, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Two days and two nights."
Chapter completed!