Sure enough, the man's expression changed, he took a step forward, and his tone became more threatening: "Girl, I advise you to mind your own business and leave now, or else..."

"What else?" Lin Wanqiu interrupted him, her courage growing stronger. She was no longer the helpless food blogger of her past life, nor the easily manipulated pushover she once was. Even if this man was a real wolf, let alone just an injured one, she was ready to fight. "This back mountain is our brigade's land. Your shady behavior here is my responsibility! I suspect you're stealing. If you don't leave, I'll call for help!"

The man was clearly taken aback by her tough stance. He paused for a moment, then his brows furrowed even more deeply. He seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed violently, clutching his chest, his face instantly turning pale. Lin Wanqiu could tell from his appearance that he wasn't faking it; he looked like he was seriously injured.

Her guard relaxed slightly, but she still didn't put down the rolling pin: "Are you hurt? Do you need help?" She wasn't a saint, but she couldn't bear to see people suffer in front of her, especially since this person looked like Shen Tingzhou, which made her feel a little strange.

The man coughed for a while before stopping, then waved his hand, his voice still hoarse: "No need, I can handle it myself. You should leave now, it's not safe here." His tone seemed more sincere, not like he was lying.

Lin Wanqiu looked at him, pondering. Although this person was mysterious, he didn't seem like a bad guy, and the injuries on his body... could it be that he had been fighting with someone? She suddenly remembered that there was a first-aid kit in her space, containing anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers. If she could help him, she might be able to find out some of the truth.

“Your injury is quite serious; it will get infected if left untreated.” She took a step forward, her tone softening. “I have medicine here that can help treat your wound. If you trust me, come with me.”

The man stared at her for a long time, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. After a while, he finally nodded: "Okay, I trust you."

Lin Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to walk towards the place where they had just cleared the land: "Come with me, it's sheltered from the wind there, and it'll be easier to treat the wound." The man followed behind her, his steps unsteady, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.

Upon reaching the edge of the slope, Lin Wanqiu had the man sit on a rock, took out a flashlight from her spatial storage, and turned it on, the beam of light falling on his wound. The tattered cloth on his forehead was soaked with blood, and there was a hole in his military uniform at the chest, revealing a bleeding wound that looked like a knife wound.

"Bear with it, let me clean your wound first." Lin Wanqiu took out a medical kit from her spatial storage, opened it, and found it fully stocked with iodine, gauze, and anti-inflammatory medicine. She took out a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and carefully cleaned the wound on the man's forehead. The man's body was tense, but he didn't utter a sound; his eyes were fixed on her face, as if he was trying to remember something.

After cleaning the wound on his forehead, Lin Wanqiu went to treat the wound on his chest. As she unbuttoned his uniform, her fingers accidentally touched his skin, and the burning heat startled her—he had a fever!

"You have a fever, you need to bring it down first." She frowned, took out a fever reducer from her space, found a clean water bottle, poured some warm water and handed it to him, "Take the medicine first, otherwise the wound will not heal well."

The man took the pills and water bottle, tilted his head back and swallowed the pills, then drank a few sips of warm water, his complexion improving slightly. He watched Lin Wanqiu skillfully treat her wounds, his eyes filled with even more doubt: "Why would a young woman like you carry so many medicines?"

Lin Wanqiu's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly smiled and explained, "I learned some medicine from my father before. These medicines were left by him. I use them myself and also treat minor illnesses for people in the village." She had already prepared her explanation and wasn't afraid of being questioned further.

The man nodded, not pressing further, but his gaze remained fixed on her face. Lin Wanqiu felt uncomfortable under his gaze and lowered her head, speeding up the treatment of her wound. Just then, the man suddenly spoke: "You...are you called Lin Wanqiu?"

Lin Wanqiu's hand suddenly stopped, and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with shock. How did he know her name? Could he really be Shen Tingzhou?

The man watched her reaction, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes—surprise, guilt, and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on. He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but just then, a dog barked in the distance, mixed with shouts: "Is anyone there? Have you seen a stranger?"

The man's expression changed instantly, and he stood up abruptly: "I should go." He grabbed the military uniform from the ground, buttoned it up haphazardly, glanced at Lin Wanqiu, took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into her hand, "Take this. If you encounter any danger in the future, take it to Secretary Wang at the commune, and he will help you."

Lin Wanqiu looked down and saw a small metal plaque in her hand with the character "廷" engraved on it. This character exploded in her mind like a thunderbolt—this absolutely belonged to Shen Tingzhou! No one else would have a plaque with the character "廷" engraved on it!

"You..." She was about to ask when the man turned and disappeared into the woods, leaving only a blurry black shadow that quickly vanished into the darkness. Lin Wanqiu looked at the metal tag in her hand, then at the empty woods, her mind a jumbled mess.

Shen Tingzhou isn't dead? Why did he pretend to be dead? How did he get his injuries? And why does he know her? Countless questions swirled in her mind, leaving her at a loss for what to do.

The shouts in the distance grew closer. Lin Wanqiu snapped out of her daze, quickly tucked the metal tag into her pocket, put the medical kit into her spatial storage, picked up a hoe and a rolling pin, and hurried down the mountain. She needed to get home quickly, sort out this matter properly, and also, she couldn't let anyone know that she had seen Shen Tingzhou.

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