Song Ning asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"

"Er Ya," the man called out again.

Song Ning heard it clearly this time; they were really calling her.

Song Ning asked, "Do you know me?"

The man nodded; his face was still covered in scabs, making it impossible to discern his features.

"Who are you......"

The man smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I am... Tang Xinghuai."

Song Ning was bewildered: "Doctor Tang?"

Tang Xinghuai nodded slightly: "It's me."

Song Ning was still in shock. She looked him up and down, but no matter how she looked at it, it had nothing to do with Doctor Tang.

"You... how did you end up in Taojia Village? And you got yourself into this state." Song Ning was genuinely surprised, never expecting that the person she had casually saved was actually an acquaintance.

Tang Xinghuai sighed: "It's a long story, and it was my own carelessness."

"And what about her?" Song Ning pointed to the person lying next to him.

Tang Xinghuai shook his head: "I don't know her either. She was already there when I was locked up."

"If it weren't for you this time, I would have thought I would have spent the rest of my life in that cellar."

Since entering that cellar, Tang Xinghuai has lived a life without seeing the light of day.

Fearing he would escape, they initially beat him every day to prevent his death. Later, when they heard he was a doctor, they locked him in the cellar.

The girl was in the cellar back then, and she had been tortured beyond recognition.

"Er Ya, thank you."

Song Ning is now glad that she had good hearing back then.

"You're welcome, but don't worry, I've avenged you."

Judging by the timeline, those people should be dead by now.

Tang Xinghuai looked somewhat disappointed and asked, "Can my legs... still allow me to stand up?"

Those people were afraid he would run away, so they specifically targeted his legs. He was a doctor, so he naturally knew that his leg was broken.

"Don't worry, it will definitely get better. You forgot, I have a miracle cure here."

If the spring water could restore Song Dahai's legs, it would definitely heal them completely.

Tang Xinghuai's eyes lit up: "Really? You still have that medicine?"

"Don't worry, I've prepared everything just in case. I'll definitely heal your leg... However... your face isn't in good condition, so you should be prepared."

The water in her space works for her, but I don't know if it works for others.

If Tang Xinghuai's face doesn't recover by then, it'll be easier to be mentally prepared.

"It's alright, it's just a face. I'm a doctor, I can always find a solution later."

Look at him, he's so injured he can't even lift his hand, and his face is ruined, yet he can still smile and say these words.

Everyone slept for the rest of the night, and then continued their journey as soon as it was light.

As they continued forward, the number of dead people decreased, while the number of living people increased, likely those who had set off earlier than them.

People didn't dare to eat or drink on the road, for fear of being seen and robbed.

The group finally stopped when it got dark.

They didn't dare light a fire, eating and drinking in the dark, for fear of being seen by the refugees nearby.

Walking here, I no longer have to worry about the bandits catching up, but I still can't relax at all.

They were a large group, and their vehicles were loaded with cargo, making them the most conspicuous presence wherever they went.

Although it was nighttime, countless eyes were still watching them.

Fortunately, many refugees were too exhausted to come over and remained on the mountain.

"Brother Tiedan, thank you for your hard work tonight."

"Village chief, tell everyone who is on night watch to be extra vigilant tonight and not to make any mistakes."

Don't worry.

When people go to bed at night, they realize that numbers are actually less appealing than crowds.

Although the dead are frightening, they won't suddenly rise up and try to take their things or kill them.

In this world, the human heart is the most terrifying thing.

No one slept well that night, but when they woke up in the morning, they were full of energy, like they'd been injected with chicken blood.

Of the entire team, only Song Ning was acting like he was going to die.

Village Chief Luo sighed, "If everyone acts more energetic now, those people on the road won't dare to make any moves."

They were all exhausted, their eyes bloodshot, but they kept going, waving their weapons as if to say, "Look at my body, if you dare to try and take this, I'll smash your head open with one scoop."

Throughout the journey, the people never put down their tools, keeping a wary eye on the other refugees on the road.

The further they went, the more people they saw, and groups of refugees like them began to appear.

Finally, their group was no longer the most unique one on the road.

But when there are many people, trouble is more likely to happen. Along their journey, they encountered many fights and even some children went missing.

Song Ning witnessed a human bone fall from a refugee.

And those who were robbed along the way, those who were forced to flee, all cursing and swearing, were all refugees from the west. This group of people dared not say a word.

Although they didn't steal it, they also came from the west.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind.

They were the same people they met the day before yesterday.

The caravan was no longer the triumphant force it had been the day before. Not only were two horses missing, but many of the attendants were also wounded, and the carriage had been slashed and cracked.

However, these guards were quite skilled, and none of them were missing. When the carriage passed by, Song Ning seemed to hear a faint cough.

But these guards in front of me are really skilled. They managed to take care of so many people.

Those bandits, who had been committing atrocities for so long, had finally met their match.

The carriage didn't stop; it walked straight past them and disappeared from sight in no time.

Not long after the carriage passed, more people arrived, this time soldiers in armor.

The refugees on the road knelt down in a rush, and Song Ning was also pulled down to kneel down by Liu Yuelan.

When everyone saw this outfit, they knew their savior had arrived, and they kowtowed and shouted that they were saved.

Song Ning glanced up discreetly, thinking to herself: Whether they can be saved is still uncertain. Can't you see how bad their faces look? They are still injured and their faces are gloomy, as if they have just returned from a battle.

Li Xingwang asked from the side, "Do you think these people came to rescue us?"

"That's a nice idea."

The group of people passed by them, dismounted, and picked up the young men one by one to examine them, as if they were looking for someone.

Walking up to Song Ning's carriage, the leader picked up Li Xingwang, then looked disappointed and asked, "What's in the carriage?"

Song Dahai and Liu Yuelan trembled and dared not speak. Song Ning looked up and replied, "Reporting to the general, it is my sister and brother-in-law. They are ill and cannot get down to walk."

The man's eagle eyes snapped to the mule cart behind them.

The man gave a wink, and the soldiers behind him were about to step forward to inspect the mule cart.