"Jiang Yan, I'll take people to other areas to find some supplies. These firewoods may not last until tomorrow morning." Song Qian stood up.

The temperature outside was too low, and they couldn't help Ye Qing.

But they could do some things in the house, such as collecting supplies.

Jiang Yan nodded, "Okay."

"Brother Song, we'll go with you." Qin Lang and several other soldiers said.

Song Qian nodded slightly.

"Brother Song, wait for me, I'll go too!" Kong Wu said, and was about to struggle to get up, but Jiang Yan pushed him back, "You should heal your wounds first."

His back and arms were bitten by the snow wolf, leaving a big hole.

Although Lin Xiaohui applied medicine and bandaged him, it would still take some time to fully recover.

Jiang Yan had just given her some stitch-free tape and sterile dressings, and the torn wounds of several soldiers were covered with them like centipedes.

"Sister Yan." Kong Wu felt a little wronged. "I don't want to hold you back."

Jiang Yan glared at him in feigned anger:

"Although we have checked other areas and there are no major problems, no one can say for sure. If you really go there and cannot protect yourself when you encounter danger, that would be a hold back. Heal your wounds, and then you will have a chance to perform well."

"Okay then." Kong Wu's head drooped.

The sky outside gradually darkened.

The temperature was getting lower and lower.

Several soldiers who were recovering from injuries huddled together and hugged each other for warmth.

"I have the Snickers that the leader gave me before. Let's share them all." Jiang Yan said, reaching out from her bag and taking out a pack of Snickers. She gave one to each person at the scene.

These Snickers are good for keeping warm.

Of course, they were not given by Mo Jingsheng.

She just found an excuse.

Several soldiers were shocked.

Kong Wu, Zhao Yougong, and Lin Xiaohui were also shocked.

But after the shock, there was surprise.

"Thank you, Jiang Yan!"

"Thank you, Sister Yan."

"You're welcome." Jiang Yan took the pink thermos cup back from Kong Wu.

She walked to the corner and put the thermos cup into the space while no one was paying attention. She then took out another thermos cup filled with hot water.

Then, she peeled two Snickers bars and put them in, tightened them, and shook them in her hand.

When it was opened, a stream of white steam mixed with a sweet smell came to her nose.

Jiang Yan took the thermos cup and walked to where Mo Shiyao was resting, then unscrewed the thermos cup and let the hot water cool down naturally.

She had not lived in the north for a long time.

But she had heard that on a particularly cold snowy day, the human mouth's grasp of temperature was distorted.

There was a case where someone was thirsty and anxious to drink water, and drank the hot tea brewed with water in one gulp, but did not feel much, and eventually scalded his throat.

After letting the water cool down naturally, Jiang Yan squatted down and gently called her, "Mo Shiyao."

Mo Shiyao had woken up a long time ago.

But she said nothing, just sat there with a dull look in her eyes and her head down.

Just now, Lin Xiaohui and Kong Wu and the others had gone to look for her, but seeing that she had no intention of speaking, they had to give up.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaohui and Kong Wu sighed silently.

"Shiyao, I'm Jiang Yan." Jiang Yan reached out to pull Mo Shiyao's hand, and the latter shrank back.

The speed was very fast, which made her less worried.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, "Remember, you lost the last time we competed."

Mo Shiyao shuddered as she finished speaking.

It's good to have a reaction.

Jiang Yan deliberately continued, "Then, you also lost the last time we competed."

This time, Mo Shiyao's shoulders trembled, and she slowly raised her head. There was a hint of emotion in her dim eyes.

Unspeakable emotions,

"No, I didn't lose. You took the gun and you cheated," she finally murmured.

Jiang Yan's lips twitched, "Then do you dare, let's find a time to make another appointment?"

"Heh--" Mo Shiyao sneered, her eyes darkened again and she lowered her head.

"This cup of sugar water was brought by your brother. He said that after you finish drinking it, he will personally watch us compete." Jiang Yan said, and picked up the cup of water with much less steam.

She didn't hand it to Mo Shiyao directly, but poured it on the lid of the cup and tasted it herself first.

The temperature is just right.

Not cold, not hot.

The sweetness is also appropriate.

Mo Shiyao slowly raised her head again, her eyes red and wet:

"My brother, where is he?!" (End of this chapter)