Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

Jane never expected Freda to unleash such a powerful force at this moment. For a moment, Freda clung to her like a stubborn plaster. Moreover, Freda was determined to go down the cliff with Jane, firmly embracing her. Jane struggled for a few moments but couldn’t break free.

The familiar yet terrifying sensation of falling engulfed Jane, and her face instantly turned pale.

Could this be the end for her?

No, she couldn’t die!

Jane’s mind went blank at that moment. She bit her lip, forcing herself to calm down.

“Jane!” In the moment of Jane’s descent, Patrick’s eyes showed unprecedented nervousness.

This lunatic Freda actually jumped off the cliff while holding Jane!

He couldn’t lose Jane!

He had to save her!

Patrick took a long stride, without hesitation, running toward Jane.

His large hand reached toward the direction where Jane was falling, but he was a step too late. Patrick only managed to grab Jane’s arm. The next moment, Patrick and Jane fell together.

“Jane, don’t be afraid, I’m here!” Patrick grabbed Jane’s arm, pulling her close to his chest.

Once again, Jane fell into Patrick’s broad and warm embrace.

Looking at the familiar handsome face before her, Jane’s heart underwent countless twists and turns.

He was willing to sacrifice his life for her.

Even though he knew it was impossible to pull her back, he still decisively jumped after her.

Moreover, she was strapped with explosives!

Once it exploded, they would both be blown to pieces!

Wasn’t Patrick afraid of death?

Had he already loved her more than his own life?

The descent was fast, the wind stinging on her face. How many times had Patrick risked everything to save her?

Jane couldn’t remember.

All she remembered was her only thought before losing consciousness: if she and Patrick could both survive, she would marry him…

At the bottom of Qingcheng Mountain’s cliff.

Thick, tall trees blocked the sunlight from shining through. The ground was a soft grassland, except for one place where branches were broken, and leaves and weeds were scattered.

A handsome man lay on the ground, covered in wounds, unconscious. His face was marked with scratches from branches, and his legs were a bloody mess.

However, even in this state, he still tightly held the woman in his arms. Besides a few minor abrasions, the woman he protected had almost no other serious injuries.

Jane groaned a few times, awakening from a nightmare.

She opened her eyes, looking around in confusion.

Dim and dense jungle, various calls of unknown animals in her ears.

Rubbing her temples, Jane’s memories gradually returned.

She recalled that Freda had kidnapped Nana, threatened to strap her with explosives, and then jumped off the cliff while hugging her.

At the brink of life and death, Patrick unhesitatingly jumped after her.

She hadn’t died?

And Patrick?

She quickly lowered her head to look at the man beneath her.

Patrick’s face was pale, eyes tightly shut, covered in blood from head to toe. He looked horrifying.

Jane’s heart sank.

She was unharmed because Patrick had acted as a cushion for her.

And he was severely injured!

Jane felt both worried and frightened. She quickly moved aside and nudged him. “Patrick, how are you?”

But Patrick showed no reaction.

Jane lowered her head, carefully examining Patrick’s wounds.

She discovered that he was seriously injured, with not a single intact spot on his entire body, especially multiple fractures.

Especially his leg. Seeing that wound, Jane’s heart trembled.

She possessed medical skills, and no one understood the severity of these wounds better than her.

“Patrick, wake up!” Jane gently patted Patrick’s face, attempting to rouse him, only to feel a scorching temperature beneath her touch.

Oh no!

He had a fever!

Jane’s inner tremor deepened; it was undoubtedly caused by infections in multiple wounds leading to tetanus-induced fever. If the search and rescue team didn’t find them soon, Patrick would miss the optimal treatment window!

Jane was frantic. If it weren’t for him, he wouldn’t have ended up in this condition.

Despite her medical expertise, the modern jungle was devoid of traditional herbs, not even basic materials for stopping bleeding could be found.

“Patrick, hold on!” Jane tightly gripped Patrick’s feverish hand, feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness washing over her limbs and bones.

Memories surged like waves, rushing into Jane’s mind. In the warehouse explosion, during the plane crash, in the perilous sea, Patrick had protected her time and again, reassuring her with words like, “Jane, don’t be afraid, I’m here!”

Just now, at the moment of the cliff fall, Jane once again saw her heart clearly.

She loved him.

Very much.

So, she couldn’t let anything happen to him!

She must save him!

Jane stood up, only then remembering that she still had a bomb strapped to her!NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

But strangely, why hadn’t it exploded?

Jane cautiously took a few steps to the side, carefully examining the bomb on her body.

It seemed… fake?

Jane tentatively reached out and removed the bomb strapped to her.

It was entirely harmless and wouldn’t explode!

Recalling Freda’s earlier behavior, she must have thought it was a real bomb.

So… did Freda somehow get hold of counterfeit products?

Jane felt a bit speechless, but she couldn’t dwell on that now. She had to wake Patrick up quickly.

Jane surveyed the surroundings, only seeing some vines around them. Besides that, there was nothing.

She speculated that when they fell, the vines had entangled them, gradually breaking their fall and preventing them from being fatally injured.

This was also their stroke of luck.

Unable to find any herbs, Jane tore apart her inner layer of clothing, using it as makeshift bandages for Patrick’s every wound. This way, she could at least prevent excessive bleeding.

However, Patrick’s condition was dire. She had to get him to a hospital for treatment as soon as possible!

Jane glanced around. An 800-meter high mountain, tree cover overhead, and desolation all around.

“Is anyone there? Is anyone there?” Jane tried shouting a few times, but the only response was her own echo.

Mount Green was already desolate, and the bottom of this cliff was even more rarely visited.

Biting her lip tightly, Jane looked down at the unconscious Patrick, her heart wrenching.

She couldn’t sit idly by; she had to get Patrick out of here as soon as possible!