The group hurried back to the hotel, and fortunately, neither of them was seriously injured.

The doctor quickly treated their wounds and bandaged them up. After that, they stayed at the hotel to rest.

As the footsteps of the medical staff gradually faded away, only Jing Min and Chu Wuyang remained in the room.

Jing Min leaned back on the bed, his eyes somewhat vacant, as if shrouded in an invisible mist.

The faint worry between his brows lingered like a wisp of smoke for a long time.

Chu Wuyang sat on the edge of the bed, and seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but frown and asked softly:

Does it hurt a lot?

Jing Min seemed to be suddenly awakened, slowly raising his head and focusing his gaze on Chu Wuyang's face.

But after a moment, as if drawn by some thought, a complex light flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, she reached out her hand to Chu Wuyang, her voice gentle and concerned:

"Were you terrified?"

Chu Wuyang gently shook her head, her hair swaying slightly.

Seeing this, Jingmin bowed slightly, extended his index finger, and gently tapped the tip of her nose.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he said:

"Are you feeling wronged?"

"Don't overthink it. Yun Yang saved me just now, I just don't want to owe her any more favors."

Chu Wuyang nestled in his arms, and upon hearing these words, she slightly raised her head.

She stared intently into Jing Min's eyes, trying to discern more emotions within them.

However, all she saw was openness and earnestness.

Chu Wuyang wondered to himself, could it really be just his imagination?

Recalling the scene, Jing Min's instinctive tension and concern when Yun Yang was injured was absolutely genuine.

A woman risks her life to save someone again. What man wouldn't be moved by such a situation?

Could it be that Yun Yang's self-inflicted injury failed to win Jing Min's favor in the slightest?

Jing Min lowered his head slightly, his slender fingers gently running through Chu Wuyang's soft hair.

He gently stroked it, and asked softly:

What are you thinking about?

Chu Wuyang slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with self-reproach, her voice trembling slightly:

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on coming here, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Upon hearing this, Jing Min's lips curled up, and a soft chuckle escaped her lips, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze:

"Fool, what are you saying!"

"It has nothing to do with you, don't overthink it! It was just my own carelessness."

Chu Wuyang kept her head buried in his chest and mumbled another sentence:

"sorry!"

Jing Min gently moved his injured body, the movement slightly difficult.

He then leaned down slightly and gently kissed the top of her head, as if to soothe her guilt.

Then, he slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the now overcast sky outside the window.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he murmured with worry in his voice:

"It's going to snow..."

Chu Wuyang straightened up from his embrace as he moved.

Following his gaze, she echoed:

"yes."

Jing Min reached out and gently squeezed Chu Wuyang's hand, looking at her intently, and said:

"Shall I take you home first?"

Chu Wuyang seemed to have heard something unbelievable. She turned her head sharply, her eyes wide open, thinking she had misheard.

Only after meeting his serious and focused expression did I realize I hadn't misheard.

Although his tone of consultation seemed to be seeking opinions, it was clear that he had already made up his mind.

Chu Wuyang asked hesitantly:

"Should I go back first?"

This was not surprising to her.

Rather, it was the man's long-standing, intense desire to control her.

She always felt that

Even if they were to face danger one day, the man would rather die with her than let go of her hand.

Jing Min nodded slightly and patiently explained:

"If the snow gets too heavy, the mountain will be closed. At that time, neither cars nor helicopters will be able to get in, and we don't know how long the closure will last."

"Although the hotel has everything, we don't know how long the lockdown will last, so it's inconvenient for you to stay here."

"Listen to me, let's have someone take you home before the snow starts falling, okay?"

Chu Wuyang listened quietly for a long time, and noticed that the man had never mentioned leaving together, so she asked:

"I'll go first? What about you?"

A flicker of hesitation crossed Jing Min's eyes. He glanced instinctively at the injury on his leg and slowly said:

"It'll take too long to get back, and I probably won't be able to move my leg freely for a while,"

"Besides, Yun Yang is also injured, so it's certainly not convenient for her to move around freely,"

“She was injured while saving me, we can’t just abandon her and leave first.”

Chu Wuyang pursed her lips slightly, and said unwillingly, "But staying in the hotel isn't good for recuperation, let's go back together."

"Let's go to the nearest hospital first, then we won't have to go all the way back. We should be fine!"

Jing Min gently raised his hand, affectionately touched her cheek, and said earnestly:

"Fool, didn't you hear Li Yan call just now?"

"Our helicopter has malfunctioned and we only have one available. It's too late to get another one now."

Jing Min frowned slightly, his eyes revealing helplessness and seriousness, and slowly said:

"Both wounded soldiers need medical staff, and with you and Zhou Chen added to the mix, how will we have room to sit?"

Chu Wuyang tilted her head slightly, blinked, and said:

"Then you and Yunyang, the two injured, should leave first..."

Jing Min immediately interrupted her, a light chuckle appearing on his lips, but quickly vanishing, as he said:

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