Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 397

The air was thinning, every breath a little harder to draw. With no way for fresh oxygen to get in, even the last scraps of air felt like they were slipping away.

If rescue didn’t come soon, this place would be their tomb.

He wanted Zinnia to conserve her strength, hoping she could hold on just a little longer until help arrived.

But Zinnia wasn’t listening. Groping through the darkness, she searched for any leftover medical supplies.

It wasn’t much, but doing something was better than nothing.

No one mentioned Landon’s condition, though the truth hung heavily between them. Zinnia was a doctor—she knew, if things kept going like this, Landon wouldn’t survive long enough for anyone to pull them out.

“Found the med kit,” Zinnia said, a faint note of relief in her voice.

Relying on touch and instinct, she fumbled through the box to retrieve what she needed. Thankfully, each medicine bottle had a distinct shape; even blind, Zinnia could tell them apart by feel.

“Landon, let me take care of your wound,” she said, finding his face with careful hands.

The moment her palm touched his cheek, she realized just how much blood there was—his skin was slick with it, thick and sticky under her fingers.

Her heart nearly stopped.

“Where’s the injury?” she asked, forcing her panic down.

Landon was silent for a moment, then murmured, “Right side of my forehead.”

“Okay… I’m going to stop the bleeding and clean you up first…” Zinnia’s voice trembled, no matter how hard she tried to steady it.

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