A glass of red wine brought a good night's sleep. An Moxue felt that her alcohol tolerance was much lower than before; she used to be able to finish one or two bottles of red wine before feeling like this.

After breakfast, I led the two little ones into the mountains.

The two little ones circled her twice, then ran away for a while, then ran back, then ran away again, then ran back again, and so on.

Anyone who sees one man and two wolves knows how joyful it would be.

The further they went into the mountains, the fewer people there were. An Moxue stopped keeping the two little ones under her control. Once they reached the deep mountains, they gradually disappeared from sight.

An Moxue did her own thing, and the two little ones played their own games; they weren't going to get lost anyway.

An Moxue came across a locust grove and was happily picking mushrooms.

No one comes from deep in the mountains, so you can find them in patches. Moreover, these mushrooms are only available after the corn is harvested, so they are not afraid of freezing. You can find them even on snowy days and they are exceptionally delicious. An Moxue loves to eat them. She is not in a hurry. She takes a small stool and picks and sorts them as she goes. In no time, she has a small basket full. Once it is full, she puts it into her space and continues to pick.

She was engrossed in picking mushrooms, planning to spend the whole day there. Suddenly, the two little ones came running back, howling at her as if to say, "Come with me!"

After spending a long time with the two of them, An Moxue roughly understood what they were trying to say. She packed up the basket and the stool and chased after them deeper into the forest.

The two little ones would run for a while, then stop and call out to An Moxue when they saw her, as if to say, "Why are you so slow? Hurry up!" Then they would run quickly into the deeper part of the area.

After a few times, the two little ones suddenly cried out urgently, as if saying, "Hurry up, it's just ahead!"

An Moxue quickened her pace and stopped with the two little ones under a big tree. The two little ones barked a few times, as if to boast, "Am I amazing?"

"That's amazing!" An Moxue said helplessly.

Looking at the man in front of her, An Moxue could only think, what kind of ridiculous fate is this? Every time the two of them met, Wu Sicheng was either catching a fugitive or getting injured on the way to catch a fugitive.

She might be complaining in her mind, but her hands didn't stop moving.

While checking Wu Sicheng's injuries, she whispered to him, "Wu Sicheng, wake up, Wu Sicheng, wake up."

Wu Sicheng seemed to hear An Moxue calling him, but he just couldn't wake up.

After examining him, An Moxue found that he was only injured in the shoulder blade area. He was probably unconscious due to excessive blood loss. She quickly helped him disinfect and bandage the wound.

After bandaging him and waiting for a while, seeing that Wu Sicheng showed no signs of waking up, he had no choice but to pick up a machete and start chopping tree branches.

An hour later, a makeshift stretcher was ready. An Moxue patted Wu Sicheng's face and called out to him a few times, but he showed no signs of waking up. An Moxue had no choice but to resign herself to lifting him onto the stretcher, whistling a few times, and dragging him down the mountain step by step by pulling the rope.

Walk a bit, stop and rest for a while, check on Wu Sicheng, and eat something if you get hungry.

Whenever she rested along the way, she would check on the road before continuing, walking and resting intermittently.

The ascent was incredibly easy, but the descent was extremely difficult.

After finally reaching the foot of the mountain, An Moxue carefully surveyed her surroundings. Seeing that there was no one around, she whistled a few times. After a while, the two little ones came running back happily, with a pheasant in their mouths.

An Moxue caught the pheasant and praised the little wolf, "Little wolf, you did a great job! Keep it up! You two are growing up, you need to learn to find your own food, you know?" She then dragged Wu Sicheng home.

Once home, An Moxue locked the front door, then dragged Wu Sicheng inside, and with great effort managed to get him onto the kang (heated brick bed).

She sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), wiping the sweat from her face with a handkerchief, muttering, "Why did I grow so big? I'm so heavy!"

After resting for a while, I took a tea mug and filled it to the brim with malted milk powder. Just as I was about to drink it, I went out and got a bowl and a spoon and made another bowl.

She picked up her teacup and drank the whole cup of malted milk powder. Feeling refreshed, she picked up the bowl, took a spoon, and carefully fed Wu Sicheng spoonful by spoonful until the bowl was empty. An Moxue felt much more at ease.

An Moxue took the bowl and teacup to the kitchen, lit the fire, boiled water, washed the dishes, and cleaned the pheasant after the water boiled.

An Moxue was extremely satisfied with how well the pheasants were handled this time, feeling that she had a lot of room for improvement.

After tidying up, I took out some codonopsis, angelica, longan, and red dates, and made a chicken soup to nourish blood and replenish qi. I topped it with hot steamed buns, and that was it.

The chicken soup was boiling, and the two little ones, who had been quietly staying in their kennels since returning, became restless, circling around her and screaming, "I want to eat, I want to eat!" An Moxue remained unmoved, coldly ignoring their wolfish nature.

After dinner, An Moxue checked Wu Sicheng's pulse and found it to be much stronger than before, and his body had warmed up. After thinking for a moment, she took out a silver needle and lifted Wu Sicheng's hand to insert it into his Zhongchong acupoint. She continued inserting needles into the other acupoint, and just as she finished, Wu Sicheng slowly woke up.

Before An Moxue could react, Wu Sicheng's hands had already reached out to her, pinning her firmly beneath him. An Moxue was completely bewildered.

Wu Sicheng opened his eyes wide, only to see An Moxue. He hurriedly let go of An Moxue and sat down beside her, saying anxiously, "Moxue, I'm sorry. I just woke up, and it was just my body reacting instinctively. I didn't know it was you. Did I hurt you?"

An Moxue then sat up as well. "I'm alright. How are you? Is anything bothering you?"

"It's nothing, just a little shoulder pain."

An Moxue looked at his shoulder and saw that the bandage was in vain and that it was bleeding. He must have strained the wound earlier.

"The wound has reopened. Here, let me bandage it again for you." An Moxue said, taking out disinfectant and wound medicine from the box. Wu Sicheng also sat down on the edge of the kang.

An Moxue removed the gauze from Wu Sicheng, disinfected the wound, and applied ointment with smooth and quick movements.

An Moxue stood on the ground to change his dressing. Wu Sicheng sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and could see An Moxue's neck. He could see the fine downy hair on her face. Looking at An Moxue's graceful swan neck, Wu Sicheng thought to himself, "Such a beautiful neck. Luckily, it has recovered well. It would be such a pity if it left a scar."

An Moxue was just having a normal dressing change and didn't think anything of it. But when she looked up after the dressing was changed, she was face to face with Wu Sicheng. Their eyes met, almost touching, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Wu Sicheng also realized that the two of them were too close, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.