"Ah? Did I tie it too tight?" Jiang He immediately looked down at the injured leg of the other person. "I didn't tie it too tight. I must have accidentally touched it. I'm sorry."

"Maybe there are too many things that I hate, which affects my mood." Lu Mingfeng suppressed his anger.

"Hiss - Jiang He, do you feel the temperature is cold here? I should have worn an extra piece of clothing when I came down." Gao, who had been hurt by the actual cold air emanating from Lu Mingfeng, lamented why he did not prepare more complete equipment.

"Is it cold? I think it's quite cool." Jiang He raised his head to feel it, then lowered his head to fasten the last buckle. "It's done, Jie, you can let them pull it. Be careful when pulling, his leg is injured and it may hurt."

"Hey, Xiao He, you should be careful too." Ji Yujie replied.

Lu Mingfeng: “…” The pain now reaches my chest.

Gao Youhui: "…" It's getting colder and colder. Am I catching a cold?

"Everyone, come on, it's been pulled up." Ji Jie shouted as he pulled the rope to the front, then smiled and said to Lu Mingfeng, "Zhi, the stretcher has been sent over, I'll take you for a checkup later."

Lu Mingfeng: "Hmm!" This face is indeed so annoying no matter how long you look at it.

"Platoon leader, I'm sorry!" As soon as An Ziqi saw Lu Mingfeng coming out, she hurried over to apologize. She always felt that if it wasn't for the platoon leader, she might have fallen down.

"It's okay, be careful next time." Lu Mingfeng's tone was unusually gentle.

"Well, platoon leader, I have something to tell you." Li Yunfang, along with a few female educated youth, seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Don't discuss it now. Let's talk about it after he leaves." Lu Mingfeng said.

Ji Jie inexplicably felt that the man in front of him was very hostile to him. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Jiang He had also come up, he quickly went over and stretched out his hand to pull him up. "Xiao He, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Don't make any big movements with your arm, otherwise the wound will open again." Jiang He looked up and found that the other person was pulling him with his injured hand, so he quickly taught him a lesson.

Ji Jie showed his white teeth and said, "What's the relationship between us? Even if I have to cut off my arm for you, I will be willing to do it."

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Just as Jiang He was saying something with a smile, Lu Mingfeng suddenly started coughing. He didn't care about Ji Jie and ran over to him. "Mingfeng, what's wrong with you? Did you stay down there for too long and inhale a lot of dust?"

"Cough... cough, maybe, my leg hurts a little." Lu Mingfeng clenched his right fist and placed it to his lips. He caught a glimpse of Ji Jie's disappointed look out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Maybe you accidentally bumped into him when you came up just now. Chen Feiyue, Xu Lizhi, the two of you come here and help me carry the stretcher. I'm afraid if we delay any longer, his injury will be very serious." Jiang He hurriedly ordered, "Youhui, keep an eye on them and don't let them get hurt again. Xu Jie, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, stop talking too much. If you keep talking too much, Old Lu will really become lame." Gao Youhui, who had always been treated as a transparent man, waved his hands tiredly and asked them to leave quickly. He really didn't want to see Old Lu's smug face. Then he looked at the smiling young man with some sympathy. Who wouldn't he offend? Offended Lao Lu.

Don't ask him how he knew that. There are so many brothers here. Lu Mingfeng knows him, and he also knows Lu Mingfeng. He touched his chin thoughtfully. He didn't remember knowing this young man.