Chapter 142 Trapped by Heavy Snow

When Gasol saw Emily, he felt that he had forgotten to breathe.

He could only walk to Emily step by step stiffly.

Emily's situation was really terrible.

Her face was as pale as a dead man's. Her eyes were closed tightly, and there was sweat on her forehead from time to time.

Gasol reached out her trembling hand to feel Emily's breath.

Fortunately, she was still alive, even if her breath was weak.

"Give me your phone. Do you have it?"

Gasol made a phone call gesture and said, "I need a phone. Call me for help!"

At this time, a girl about ten years old came out of the yurt.

"You can't make a phone call. There is no signal now."

Thank God she spoke English even though her accent was strange.

Gasol hastily asked, "Why?"

The girl pointed at the outside and said, "It's snowing, and it's foggy. It's too far from the city center, and there's no signal. You have to make a call when the weather is better."