My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 1022: Carrying Someone

Ye Fan abandoned the off-road vehicle and led Lu Xiangxiang and seven others on foot through the jungle.

Lu Xiangxiang and the others were hungry, cold, and exhausted, relying solely on their will to survive.

Their pace was not fast, as Ye Fan tried his best to accommodate the seven, slowing down and finding a small hill to rest on top while contacting Chi Qinyuan and the others, urging them to meet up after they shed the enemy.

Lu Xiangxiang and the seven slumped to the ground, unwilling to move another step, ready to fall asleep.

Fortunately, all seven were medical experts, acutely aware that falling asleep now was not an option, so they had to find ways to stimulate themselves to stay awake.

"Ye Fan, am I about to starve or die of thirst?" Lu Xiangxiang spoke weakly.

Her throat was burning, lips cracked, vital signs extremely weak, and she was severely dehydrated.

Gao Mingyuan and others, hearing Lu Xiangxiang’s words, watched Ye Fan’s throat move; clearly, the hunger and thirst had left them a bit dazed, unable even to muster any saliva, their bodies almost consumed as if by fire, on the brink of collapse.

"Don’t speak, save your strength, there’ll be food and water soon," Ye Fan instructed.

"Okay!" Lu Xiangxiang nodded in agreement.

More than an hour later, Chi Qinyuan and Qin Yi appeared next to Ye Fan, having shaken off their pursuers and rushed to the designated rendezvous point without any delay.

From their bags, they took out compressed biscuits and water to hand to Lu Xiangxiang and the others.

The seven finally ate and drank voraciously.

Ye Fan, Chi Qinyuan, Qin Yi, and others discussed their strategy.

"Instructor, the hostages have been rescued, what’s our next move?" Chi Qinyuan sought guidance.

Qin Yi said indignantly, "I say let’s wipe out Wang Dongluo’s whole organization in one go."

Ye Fan pondered seriously, and said, "Your task was to rescue the hostages. I came to lead this operation on short notice to ensure the hostages’ rescue. Three bodies have already been returned home, at least fulfilling their final return. As for Wang Dongluo’s organization, we should focus on returning now. Take out one Wang Dongluo and another will emerge; better to retreat for now and deal with them in the future."

Among the group, he cared most about Lu Xiangxiang; the lives of the others were comparatively not as important.

Deep down, he paid no mind to Wang Dongluo and his associates, so he wouldn’t go out of his way to kill Wang Dongluo.

"With your leadership and command, we are sure to decimate the organization," Qin Yi insisted.

Chi Qinyuan replied rationally, "Don’t forget our main task is to return the hostages. If we go all out fighting them and the hostages get hurt or killed, what then? Fa Mian will find us here soon. We should rest briefly then leave, prioritizing the hostages’ safety."

"I was too stubborn; indeed, if we fought them, the hostages’ safety becomes jeopardized. Even if we leave some to protect them, if faced with traffickers’ assaults, things would go wrong," Qin Yi conceded, realizing the gravity of the issue, and became less obstinate.

At this moment, Wang Dongluo was indeed enraged, and his leaders were equally furious, harboring murderous intent that soared to the heavens.

"Find them, find them all, dead or alive, bring them back to me; spare no one," Wang Dongluo issued his command. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The leaders, along with the traffickers, started searching the jungle, leaving no path unexplored, beginning a comprehensive search.

Never before had Wang Dongluo suffered such provocation; it was a massive insult demanding blood retribution; Ye Fan’s escape with the hostages from his massive hideout was a severe slap to his face, demanding the heads of the trespassers to quench his bitter dissatisfaction.

Elsewhere.

After being well-fed and rested, Lu Xiangxiang and the seven replenished some energy, and the group set off.

The pace of the seven was significantly slower compared to others, thus affecting everyone’s march.

Lu Xiangxiang limped after Ye Fan, grimacing, saying, "It’s so hot here, feels like it could roast you alive; continuing like this, I’ll succumb to heat stroke."

Lu Xiangxiang was utterly worn out, constantly complaining; her legs felt weighted like mercury had been poured onto them and were terribly heavy; had she not poured cold water into her shoes to keep going, she’d have stopped long ago.

At this moment, her feet were in severe pain, along with exhaustion and aches throughout her body.

After all, she was a woman with limited physical prowess, unmatched by Gao Mingyuan and others.

Raised in luxury, Lu Xiangxiang had never endured such an ordeal.

In the traffickers’ dungeon, she was weeping, terrified to death.

Though she escaped narrowly, she couldn’t bear such suffering and bit down hard to persist.

Ye Fan couldn’t bear to watch Lu Xiangxiang endure needless hardship, crouching and saying, "Get on, I’ll carry you."

"Isn’t that inappropriate? I can still go on," Lu Xiangxiang stubbornly said, not wanting to burden Ye Fan, as carrying someone was too challenging. Although she acknowledged Ye Fan’s strength, she worried about tiring him.

"Get on." Ye Fan said firmly, raising his voice seriously.

"Why so serious? I refuse to get on, won’t let you carry me; if you collapse from exhaustion, that’d be my fault," Lu Xiangxiang pouted defiantly, limping past Ye Fan to continue forward.

Ye Fan moved his right hand, placing Lu Xiangxiang’s hand on his shoulder, bending his back, supporting Lu Xiangxiang’s thigh with the other hand, carrying her securely on his back.