When I Was Kidnapped, My Husband Chose to Save My Sister First

When my legs were broken by my sister, my husband, who is a policeman, finally arrived. But he ignored my presence and hugged his sister who was pretending to cry distressedly. I knelt in front of him, grabbed his trousers with all my strength, and begged him to take me out of here. He still looked coldly at me: "Shiyan has a heart disease." "Aren't you a botanist? There must be the plants you are looking for in these deep mountains and old forests, not to mention that your wild survival skills have been professionally trained?" That night, I became the meal of the wolves, and was chewed until only a white bone was left.