Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 143 No One Is Perfect from Head to Toe

Thinking back to that near-death moment, I felt like my voice had just up and left me. I stared at him, dumbfounded, for a few seconds before managing a weak, "Thanks." "That's it?" His voice went up a notch, clearly not satisfied.

"What else do you want?"

I was struggling to breathe under his weight and tried to push him off, but he was like a freaking statue.

"If you're not gonna offer yourself, at least a kiss, right?"

Even now, Faris was still cracking jokes.

The gratitude I felt a second ago vanished, and I shoved him harder.

"Get off."

Right then, the door got kicked open.

Bobby and the others rushed in, flashlights blinding us.

"Are you guys okay?" They surrounded us in no time.

Bobby shouted, "Faris, your leg!"

A few guys hurried over to lift the wooden beam together.

I had a bad feeling. But Faris seemed chill, still wearing that faint smile.

After they moved the beam, they helped Faris up from on top of me.

Bobby's flashlight hit Faris's leg, and I almost lost it.

His jeans were soaked in blood.

Bobby said, worried, "Faris, your leg looks bad. But we can't get down the mountain now. What do we do?"

One of the guys sighed. "I checked earlier; a tree behind the house fell and hit the roof, breaking this beam. Faris, you have the worst luck!"

Only I knew I was the unlucky one. If Faris hadn't saved me, I'd be the one crushed.

Faris just smiled nonchalantly. "It's nothing, just a scratch."

But seeing his pant leg drenched in blood, it was definitely more than a scratch.

"Bobby, got any hemostatic stuff?" I asked.

Bobby thought for a moment. "I think we have some hemostatic powder."

I nodded. "We need to stop the bleeding first."

Everyone decided to move Faris to the bed in the next room. One guy supported his head, two held his waist, and the others took his legs. Faris couldn't help but chuckle as they carried him. "I can walk, you know. One of my legs is still good."

Bobby said, "We don't know if you broke anything, so we gotta be careful. You're still young."

After Bobby found the hemostatic supplies, he also brought a bottle of hot water and handed me a towel.

I took it without hesitation, ready to clean Faris's wound.

been injured saving me, I

were too tight, so I

quickly and

held flashlights. Pulling back the soaked jeans revealed Faris's bloodied

reeked of blood. But luckily, my nursing instincts

towel to wipe the blood off his leg and said,

behind his head,

I'm not a

see a deep wound.

sprinkled the powder and wrapped the wound with the clean cloth Bobby found. Faris didn't

a bowl of electrolyte water for Faris to

end, everyone gathered in the

lightened,

few guys went up the mountain with their toolkits, and soon the

kitchen, saying he'd make some

long, the sky was fully bright, and light streamed

lay on the bed,

are you smiling

frame with his hand outside the blanket,

gonna give me that thank-you

for a moment, said softly, "I didn't

to save you, and I might not even walk

and said, "I'll go check if Bobby's oatmeal is

knock. He looked serious, glanced past me at

seem surprised. Moments later, a group of Faris's buddies

what happened to

your leg injured? Is it

come in was Richard. When he saw me, his quick steps slowed, and he looked all

forward and slapped Richard

"You?"

at me in disbelief, raising a hand to retaliate. But

him with pure hatred. Every word I spat out was dripping with

acting like a fool? Seems like you didn't learn a damn thing. If we had known, we wouldn't have busted our asses to get

moved slightly. He clearly didn't like me. But knowing he was in the wrong, he said

was cooking oatmeal in the kitchen, probably saw the sudden influx of people

said excitedly, "If you can get up the mountain, you can get down. Faris's leg is messed up; you guys need to get him to a hospital,

the mountain, and

"Let's go home."

the first thing he said to me since he

have a ton of questions. How should I explain it to him

the path down the mountain was super slippery. I slipped

my hand and

I'll

at his broad back, I hesitated for a moment before climbing

and Faris's group walked ahead like he was

took turns carrying Faris, and Ethan carried me, so our

mustered the courage to say softly, "There's nothing between Faris and

knew it was the

I couldn't tell if it meant he believed me or if it was just a

out I'm not as good as you think, would you leave