Dongcheng was unaware of what was happening in Nancheng, and Shen Yanming unearthed another fallen guard.

He was conscious, but his left arm was hanging limply at his side, and he had multiple wounds on his body. The bloodstains on his clothes had turned dark red.

Medical staff immediately stepped forward to examine him. After confirming that it was just a fracture, they first cleaned and bandaged his wound, then immobilized his arm with a splint, and will reposition it after he is sent back to the camp.

This was a guard with relatively minor injuries. That day, Shen Yanming had already seen several seriously injured guards. The protruding bones, the blood flowing all over the ground, and the large areas of skin wounds were all challenging his nerves.

Each time, he couldn't bear it and turned his face away, then followed instructions to go to the next location and continue digging.

Time passed by, minute by minute. In their race against death, they didn't even have lunch and kept working non-stop.

As evening approached, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, and gusts of cold wind swept through. People who had been sweating profusely couldn't help but shiver.

Then, in a short while, there was lightning and thunder.

The light rain fell, soaking everyone's clothes and increasing the difficulty of the rescue.

But no one stopped. They wiped the rain off their faces and continued the race against time to rescue people.

Shen Yanming and the other newly hired guards were also deeply moved and did their best to assist in the rescue.

Meanwhile, Bi Qiaoan hadn't seen Shen Yanming all day, and the thunder and rain made her even more worried.

The goose outside the tent was quacking loudly, its feathers soaked by the rain, desperately seeking shelter. The coal stove outside offered no protection, and its fire would likely go out soon.

Bi Qiaoan felt a little sorry for the goose as she listened to its cries, but it wouldn't be right for her to bring the wet goose into the tent.

After thinking for a moment, she got up, put on long sleeves and trousers, then put on a transparent raincoat, grabbed a small umbrella, and with a packet of ginger slices in her pocket, went to the temporary restaurant.

Zuo Xiangqun, the guard who usually got along well with Bi Qiaoan, was terrified when he saw Bi Qiaoan walking in the rain with her big belly. He didn't care that it was still raining outside and rushed over to help Bi Qiaoan.

"Oh dear, my dear lady, with this heavy rain, can't you consider your health and stay comfortably in the tent?"

Although Zuo Xiangqun was scolding her, he still helped Bi Qiaoan to the large tent in the restaurant and gave her a chair so she could sit by the stove and warm herself by the fire.

"Was it because of the thunder outside that you were scared?" Zuo Xiangqun racked his brains and came up with this reason, because he really couldn't think of anything else that would make a pregnant woman come in the rain.

"No, I came here to ask you for a favor," Bi Qiaoan said.

"What kind of help do you want?"

“My goose needs to take shelter from the rain here for a while,” Bi Qiaoan said, pointing to the large goose at her feet.

"Then just let it come over, are we going to kill it?" Zuo Xiangqun laughed, "Everyone here knows you keep a goose as a pet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the goose shook its body vigorously, splashing water droplets from its feathers onto the two men's faces.

Enraged, Bi Qiaoan wiped her face and then slapped the goose on the head—not hard, of course.

"What are you doing, running wild on someone else's turf? Aren't you afraid of being stewed or something?"

Zuo Xiangqun quickly stopped Bi Qiaoan, "No, why are you getting angry with a goose? Can it even understand you?"

Bi Qiaoan thought to herself, if it can't understand, can it be a pet goose? But she couldn't say that!

"They need to be taught a lesson. This time they just splashed water on someone, but what if they peck someone next time?"

Zuo Xiangqun was speechless. He looked at the goose with sympathy, but the goose gave him two fierce squawks.

Bi Qiaoan roughly understood what "Big Goose" meant; it was blaming Zuo Xiangqun. If he hadn't said he was going to kill it, it wouldn't have deliberately splashed water droplets on his face.

"Did I offend it?" Zuo Xiangqun was a little confused as to why the big white goose didn't appreciate his kind words.

"It probably misunderstood what you said at the beginning," Bi Qiaoan said with an embarrassed smile. "When it misbehaves, we always threaten to kill it or stew it, so..."

"But I clearly meant I wouldn't kill it!" Zuo Xiangqun said, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

“You can’t expect a goose to have a high IQ!” Bi Qiaoan laughed out loud.

“Okay, that’s true!” Zuo Xiangqun patted his buzz cut, then looked at Da’ezi and said, “Sorry, what I meant was that you’re welcome to come here anytime.”

When the goose saw that the other party apologized to it, it stopped being arrogant, quacked twice, and obediently lay down at Bi Qiaoan's feet, just like a kitten or puppy.

"Does it mean it has forgiven me?"

"Probably!" Bi Qiaoan nodded, then took out a packet of ginger slices from her pocket and said, "The temperature outside has dropped so much, I'm worried that my husband and the others will catch a cold if they get caught in the rain. Do you have a spare pot here? If so, we can make some ginger soup."

"Oh, by the way, my coal stove is still outside getting rained on. Could you help me bring it here? Otherwise, I'm afraid the rain will put it out soon."

"You're so thoughtful, but I really don't have any spare pots here." Zuo Xiangqun put on his raincoat and rubber boots and asked, "Can I use your pots and bowls? If so, I'll bring them here to make ginger soup."

"Sure, but they're all in storage boxes, you probably can't carry them all by yourself."

"It's fine, I can only make two trips if I can't carry it all at once, anyway, I'm fully equipped," Zuo Xiangqun said nonchalantly.

Just then, Liu Yanzhi, the manager of the temporary restaurant, came over and asked, "Young lady, do you still have any ginger slices?"

Bi Qiaoan didn't know what he was thinking, so she shook her head and said, "That's all, that's all I brought."

"Oh dear, that's troublesome."

"What's wrong?" Bi Qiaoan asked, being the one to ask.

"Now that the temperature has dropped and it's raining, our local medical resources are scarce. The medical staff were worried that the disaster-stricken people would catch a cold, so they thought of making some ginger water for them to prevent it."

The restaurant over there ran out of ginger, so they sent a young man over to ask if we had any. But we don't have any either. I overheard you talking to Xiao Zuo earlier, so I thought I'd ask you to try.

Oh well, looks like I'll have to make a trip to the warehouse to get it!

Although Bi Qiaoan really wanted to help, who in their right mind would carry around a huge amount of ginger slices? Her small bag was already the limit. Even so, she had to come up with a whole bunch of excuses to fend off any potential questions.

Seeing that the little girl was gone, Liu Yanzhi was about to leave when Bi Qiaoan stopped him with a single sentence.