Sun Jiaojiao finished retching, her feet soaked in water. The constant pounding on the door from outside created immense psychological pressure. As an elderly pregnant woman, Sun Jiaojiao's greatest fear had come true: she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, followed by another wave of nausea. Her chest convulsed violently, and the bone-chilling cold at her feet caused her to spew nasal mucus along with vomit.

Sun Jiaojiao pressed her entire body against the door, but she felt weak all over. Hearing Hu Sixiang continuously kick the door, she feared he would break it down.

Looking at Gong Dalong, who weighed nearly two hundred pounds, on the bed, she shouted sharply, "Get over here and help me hold the door!"

She was desperately protecting these supplies to survive; why should he get to enjoy them without lifting a finger?

Gong Dalong on the bed: "??? I can't walk."

"If you can't walk, crawl! If you can't crawl, roll down!"

Gong Dalong looked astonished and refused, seeing the mixture of filth and seawater on the floor. "No way, my wound will get infected if I go down there."

If the door was broken open, they would be doomed.

Sun Jiaojiao was on the verge of collapse. She pointed at Gong Dalong on the bed and shouted hysterically, "If you don't come down, I'll deal with you first!"

Gong Dalong and Sun Jiaojiao were in the same boat; they would sink or swim together.

Seeing the door being kicked loudly, Sun Jiaojiao threatened to tear at his wound.

Gong Dalong had no choice but to grit his teeth and roll off the bed. His leg hit the ground, causing him to wince in pain, and the white bandage instantly soaked with blood again.

Sun Jiaojiao didn't care about his pain. Speaking to Gong Dalong, who was like a meat cushion, she said, "Tuck your leg in and roll twice; you'll be behind the door."

Gong Dalong gasped, "I... I can't."

Sun Jiaojiao thought he was useless, still being so fussy at this critical moment. His leg wasn't broken; how could he not do it?

She said gruffly, "You don't need to roll; just tuck your leg in, and I'll push you behind the door."

"Can... can you change my bandage first?" Since Jia Wenjun had been driven away, his bandage and the anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine hadn't been changed.

Sun Jiaojiao was exasperated. "You still want to change your bandage? If you don't block the door, we'll both die here!"

Hearing the cursing outside, a fierce look flashed in Gong Dalong's eyes.

This woman not only decided to keep the child on her own but also disregarded his life.

If he continued to help her and the people outside broke in, he would definitely suffer.

If he subdued her and opened the door, wouldn't that count as standing on the side of justice even with his injury? With such a sincere surrender, he believed the people outside wouldn't ignore him.

After weighing his options, he made a decision.

Sun Jiaojiao had nothing left in her stomach. Every sway of the boat made her dizzy; her entire stomach felt like it was turning inside out. She didn't notice Gong Dalong's gaze at all.

Before she could recover, she heard the sound of splashing water behind her.

Sun Jiaojiao turned her head sharply and saw Gong Dalong standing in the water, his face red and his neck thick. His bloodshot eyes and the bulging veins on his neck undoubtedly told her that he was going to fight her.

"Gong Dalong, what are you doing!" Sun Jiaojiao was startled.

But the next second, Gong Dalong tremblingly held onto the side of the bed, his feet shaking in the water. It looked like he couldn't hold on and was about to fall.

Seeing Gong Dalong's difficultly in just standing, Sun Jiaojiao relaxed and mocked, "What? You still want to stab me in the back? You said you couldn't stand up before, but now you have the strength to get up and kill people? I'm telling you, it's either you die or I live today!"

"You... you!" Gong Dalong was so angry that he sat down on the bed after saying that. The blood from his wound started flowing again.

Gong Dalong had used all his strength to stand up; how could he have any strength left to stab Sun Jiaojiao?

"You coward, you've grown some guts!" Sun Jiaojiao approached him step by step, sneering, "Go ahead and stab me."

"I... I..." Gong Dalong's hands were shaking badly. He had been impulsive just now. He really didn't dare to kill anyone.

But Sun Jiaojiao was bullying him too much. He couldn't swallow his anger, gritting his teeth and holding the knife. "If I don't kill you, I'll get rid of what's in your belly!"

As Gong Dalong spoke, he mustered all his strength and stabbed fiercely toward Sun Jiaojiao's lower abdomen.

This was aimed straight at Sun Jiaojiao's vital point. He held his breath, "If you don't want to abort it, I'll kill it myself!"

Sun Jiaojiao really didn't expect that Gong Dalong, who had always been cautious, would actually get so angry that he completely lost control.

If it were normal times, Sun Jiaojiao would not be able to confront Gong Dalong head-on, after all, Gong Dalong was tall and strong. Even if his leg was injured now, Sun Jiaojiao wouldn't be able to handle him if he went crazy, especially since he had a knife in his hand.

Sun Jiaojiao was just sharp-tongued; she already regretted constantly provoking Gong Dalong just now.

Fortunately, Gong Dalong had difficulty moving. He missed when he stabbed, failing to hit her.

Sun Jiaojiao was so scared that she ran towards the door, shouting, "Murder!"

Gong Dalong lunged forward, trying to catch Sun Jiaojiao, but tripped over something and fell directly into the water. The knife flew far away and fell into the water.

Watching Gong Dalong struggle in the water, unable to stand up, Sun Jiaojiao shrank to the side of the door, still in shock.

She almost opened the door just now. Fortunately, God had blessed her.

"Jiaojiao, help me, please help me." Gong Dalong desperately covered his wound with his hand, leaning to the side and supporting his body to prevent the wound from being submerged in the water. He stretched his other hand towards Sun Jiaojiao, who was standing in the water. "Jiaojiao, I was blinded by anger just now. I didn't want to hurt you. Please help me up, or my wound will get infected."

Gong Dalong at this moment was completely different from the Gong Dalong who wanted to kill someone just now. His pleading voice was like a stray dog struggling to survive.

Sun Jiaojiao gasped, clutching her stomach, her eyes full of hatred. "You almost killed my child; you still want me to save you?"

"I... I didn't want to kill the child, but it can't survive anyway!"

Looking at her expression, Gong Dalong felt despondent, and the hand covering his wound completely relaxed.

His wound was already bleeding, and the bandaged gauze was still blood red. Blood slowly seeped out along the gap between the gauze and the skin, slowly spreading into the water drop by drop.

At this moment, Hu Sixiang outside the door had been kicking for a long time, and his strength was basically exhausted. After all, he hadn't eaten well or slept well during this time, and he was staggering. Panting heavily, he exerted himself, and with a snap, the tip of a wooden strip remained on the door seam. Hu Sixiang also sat down at the door, too tired to get up again.

"I said, why don't you come and help?" Hu Sixiang said, gasping for breath, to Bai Ma Shan, who was closest to him.

Bai Ma Shan didn't move and said lightly, "I've been busy all night, and I don't have the strength now."

This was obviously an excuse, but that's what he said.

Although he also had a lot of opinions about Sun Jiaojiao's behavior, if he now helped Hu Sixiang to pry open the door, he could imagine what kind of fight would break out between the people outside and the people inside once the door was opened.

In this special period, a bottle of water and a can of meat were opportunities to survive. At that time, no one would show mercy, and what could not be stopped was the original bloody scene.

Looting was like a plague. If the law of the jungle was allowed on the ship, then no one would be safe. Old Man Wang on the ship had a fishing rod. Even if there was no food, he wouldn't starve to death if he could fish. Only by maintaining order and maintaining a good attitude could everyone survive to go ashore.