"Yes, yes, okay." No matter what her daughter said, Song's mother nodded in agreement.

Song Yueying continued to instruct, "After my brother and I leave, no matter who knocks on the door, and no matter what they say to you, do not open the door."

"Even if the brigade leader or your uncle's family comes knocking on the door, don't open it."

"Even if the person knocking on your door tells you that my brother and I have been beaten and robbed, and that we are about to die, don't open the door, because they are lying to you."

"If they ask if I'm home, just say I'm asleep, and don't say anything else."

"In short, don't open the door unless you hear my brother and me. Don't listen to anything anyone says."

The daughter's words sounded very serious, which frightened Song's mother.

Looking at her daughter's serious little face, she swallowed hard. She nodded earnestly and promised, "I won't listen to anyone else, I'll only listen to Little Shadow."

"I only open the door when Xiao Yingzi and Xiao Qi come back. I don't open the door when anyone else knocks."

Seeing Song's mother's earnest assurance, Song Yueying finally felt a little relieved.

She told Song's mother about every possibility she could think of, hoping that she wouldn't be misled by her concern.

Watching the mother and daughter tirelessly giving each other advice and expressing their mutual worry, neither of them trusting the other, Qi Yanjue even had the illusion that Song Yueying was about to go on a long trip.

The truth is, they will be back by tomorrow at the latest.

As Song Yueying continued to speak, her words became increasingly serious and outrageous, but he simply assumed she was treating Song's mother like a child and giving her instructions.

As they stepped out of the hospital gate, Song's mother grabbed Qi Yanjue's clothes on his arm, "Xiao Qi, you must protect Xiao Yingzi. She's a girl, you absolutely can't let her get hurt!"

"I will." Qi Yanjue solemnly promised. Song Yueying went to save people because of him, and protecting Song Yueying's safety was his responsibility.

Song Yueying walked out of the courtyard gate, but didn't leave in a hurry. She asked her mother to close and lock the gate first.

Song's mother did as she was told, and whispered to them through the door, "Little Shadow, I've locked the door. I won't open it until you come back. You need to come back soon."

“Mom did a great job, we’ll be back soon.” Song Yueying also said softly, “Mom, you go back inside first, we’re leaving too.”

Song's mother was very happy to be praised by her daughter. She responded cheerfully and turned to run towards the main room.

Outside the door, Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue heard her footsteps. Song Yueying said, "Let's go too."

Qi Yanjue nodded, and then led Song Yueying away from the village quietly under the moonlight.

Worried that his comrade wouldn't be able to wait for Song Yueying, Qi Yanjue quickened his pace. Song Yueying understood his worry and anxiety and tried her best to keep up with him.

Neither of them had time to speak along the way. At first, Song Yueying was able to keep up with Qi Yanjue's pace, but after walking for a while, she gradually fell behind.

The main problem was that the road was bumpy and difficult to walk on, and she almost fell several times.

When Song Yueying nearly fell for the second time, Qi Yanjue grabbed her arm and didn't let go. No matter how anxious he was to get on the road, he could only slow down to match her pace.

Song Yueying felt like she was being dragged along by Qi Yanjue, and she was having some trouble keeping up.

Stumbling along, Song Yueying didn't take a single solid step. She simply gave up, saying, "I can't keep up with you on foot, why don't you carry me?"

Qi Yanjue stopped in his tracks, staring at her in disbelief. He must have misheard; otherwise, how could she possibly say such a thing?

"Look how scared you are. Did I say anything scary?" Song Yueying looked at him, completely bewildered.

"Isn't what you said terrifying?" Qi Yanjue wanted to ask her that, but he held back.

"You just said...you said I...carry you on my back." Qi Yanjue stammered, and blushed as soon as he finished speaking.

"Yes, that's what I just said. Is there a problem?" Song Yueying readily admitted that she hadn't forgotten what she had said so quickly.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Qi Yanjue frowned. He was carrying her on his back. If people saw them and it got out, what would become of her reputation?

He came to her to get a divorce, but he didn't mean to damage her reputation.

Besides, he didn't want to think the worst of her, but he couldn't help but wonder if making him carry her was just an excuse she made to get closer to him.

“No problem!” Song Yueying answered as she thought to herself, “You look very anxious, but I can’t keep up with your walking speed.”

"I understand the principle that saving lives is as urgent as putting out a fire, and I understand your anxiety. I didn't want to slow you down, so I had you carry me."

She realized he was in a hurry, and since she couldn't walk fast, she wanted him to carry her. He felt a pang of guilt for misunderstanding her intentions.

Perhaps it was because she had schemed against him in his marriage a year ago, leaving a shadow in his heart, that he subconsciously began to think the worst of her.

Qi Yanjue was not a coy person; on the contrary, he was open and honest. If it wasn't his fault, he would stick to his opinion; if it was, he would apologize immediately.

"I'm sorry, I was overthinking it." After apologizing, before Song Yueying could say anything, Qi Yanjue said again, "Just hang in there a little longer, we should be able to see the car that's coming to pick us up once we get to the main road."

"We won't see the car that's coming to pick us up until we reach the main road, which means we have to walk a long way." Just thinking about it made Song Yueying feel like she couldn't keep going.

Qi Yanjue couldn't respond to this, because he felt that what seemed like a short distance might appear very long to her.

After thinking for a moment, he walked up to her, squatted down, and turned to say, "Get on, I'll carry you."

"Okay." As if afraid he would change his mind, Song Yueying climbed onto his back without hesitation and loosely wrapped her arms around his neck.

As he stood up, carrying her on his back, Qi Yanjue realized that this petite woman was unusually light. No wonder she couldn't walk fast; with such a thin and frail body, it would be strange if she could walk quickly.

Qi Yanjue carried Song Yueying on his back and walked quickly forward. After thinking for a moment, he still explained, "If someone sees me carrying you and it gets out, it won't be good for your reputation."

How did this get involved in her reputation again? Song Yueying was very puzzled.

On second thought, people in this era are very conservative. As long as they are not married, if a man and a woman get a little too close, they will definitely be gossiped about.

Rumors spread like wildfire, one person tells ten, ten tell a hundred, and nobody cares whether they're true or not. Nobody cares what harm they cause to the person involved.

But that applies to unrelated men and women. She and Qi Yanjue are siblings, so there's no need for her to worry about that.

Song Yueying sighed speechlessly, "Please, you're my brother, my own brother from the same parents. It's normal for you to carry me when I can't walk, isn't it?"

"I am not your brother, much less your biological brother from the same father and mother," Qi Yanjue couldn't help but declare again.

Unfortunately, Song Yueying remained unconvinced. "I said, why are you so stubborn? Is it so hard for you to admit that I'm your sister?"

"I'm not bad-looking either. Acknowledging that I'm your sister won't make you lose face, will it?"

Qi Yanjue was once again speechless.

He didn't speak, and Song Yueying took it as tacit agreement. She was a little angry and stopped talking.

Qi Yanjue had long legs, so he could walk very fast even while carrying someone on his back. Song Yueying was on his back, and she could see the military jeep parked by the roadside in the distance.

A person was standing by the car, looking towards the path.

He froze when he saw Qi Yanjue carrying Song Yueying on his back.

When they reached the jeep, Qi Yanjue put Song Yueying down, still in a daze. It was only after Qi Yanjue kicked him that he hurriedly opened the back door.

"Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Chen Guangyao, Captain Qi's attendant." After introducing himself, Chen Guangyao gave Song Yueying a simple, honest smile.

Before he came to pick him up, Zhao Yiheng had told him that he was not only there to pick up Captain Qi, but also possibly Captain Qi's wife.

His eyesight was excellent; even in the dim moonlight, he could clearly see the captain's wife's face. The captain's wife was truly beautiful; no wonder the captain hadn't told them he was married.

If it were him, even if he had a wife this beautiful, he would hide her away.

Sister-in-law? Song Yueying was stunned. This seemed to be the way Qi Yanjue's wife was addressed! This man had just said that he was Qi Yanjue's attendant, so why was he calling her sister-in-law?

Song Yueying was about to say that he had made a mistake and that she was Qi Yanjue's sister... when Qi Yanjue interrupted her, "Get in the car first."

"Ah!" Song Yueying turned her head to look at Qi Yanjue.

"Get in the car," Qi Yanjue repeated.

"Oh, okay." Song Yueying responded, nodded to Chen Guangyao as a greeting, and then got into the car.

"Let's go." Qi Yanjue glanced at Chen Guangyao, walked to the passenger side of the jeep, opened the door, and got in.

Chen Guangyao, bewildered by his captain's glare, returned to the driver's seat. He nervously looked at his superior in the passenger seat, awaiting instructions.

"Drive," Qi Yanjue ordered, raising his hand to rub his temples. He really didn't want to talk to this clueless guy, but he also wanted to know the condition of the injured at the hospital.

"How is Luo Ming doing?"

“Not good. Zhao Yiheng performed two resuscitations on him before I came out,” Chen Guangyao replied as he drove, his voice hoarse and filled with self-reproach. “It’s all my fault…”

"If I had discovered it sooner... he wouldn't have been so badly injured, I..."

"It's not your fault." Qi Yanjue's voice was calm, but beneath the calm was a deep sense of self-reproach.

The assassin was after him; Luo Ming's injury was entirely due to him. It was he who left the ward, allowing Luo Ming to impersonate him and remain there, indirectly causing Luo Ming's serious injury.

Chen Guangyao was Qi Yanjue's entourage and naturally understood him. He knew that beneath Qi Yanjue's calm voice lay self-reproach, and his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Luo Ming was seriously injured, and they all felt guilty.

The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat heavy. Song Yueying looked at the two men sitting in the front. They were soldiers who defended their country and its people, but her comrades...

She saw self-blame and helplessness in them.

Song Yueying said, "How much longer until we get to the hospital? If possible, please drive faster."

Hearing her words, Chen Guangyao abruptly looked up and glanced at Song Yueying sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Qi Yanjue said in an annoyed voice, "I told you to drive faster, why are you looking at her?"

Chen Guangyao dared not reply and quickly sped forward.

The tense atmosphere in the car dissipated considerably, but Song Yueying felt unwell because the road was uneven and the car was going too fast, making it difficult for her to sit still.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was completely disoriented from the jolting.

The car stopped.

Qi Yanjue got out of the car first and opened the door for her, seeing her slumped limply in the back seat. Her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her breathing was rapid.

He didn't look well at all, like he was holding back something.

"Are you alright?" Qi Yanjue frowned. He remembered that she didn't look like this when she got into the car.

Song Yueying remained slumped in her seat, waved her hand, and didn't speak. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would vomit; her stomach was churning unbearably.

It's embarrassing to admit, but she actually got carsick.

I've ridden all kinds of transportation in my past life, and I've never experienced motion sickness. I've even done high-speed chases while escaping pursuit, so motion sickness is out of the question for me.

Unfortunately, I got carsick tonight. It's mainly because the original owner of this body was too weak, and it was my first time riding in a car, especially since they were driving so fast...

Seeing the car stop, someone ran over, "Captain, you've finally arrived! Luo Ming is dying, Zhao Yiheng is pacing around the ward anxiously, he's already urging..."

The words that the newcomer spoke next were automatically silenced under Qi Yanjue's icy gaze.

"What's wrong with your sister-in-law?" Chen Guangyao asked as he walked over.

Qi Yanjue ignored the two of them and stared intently at Song Yueying. "You look very uncomfortable. Are you really alright?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little carsick. I'll be fine after a rest," Song Yueying replied, trying to suppress her discomfort. Her head was spinning, and her stomach was churning so badly that she couldn't hear what the others were saying.

"Captain..." Chen Guangyao called out anxiously to Qi Yanjue.

The person who ran over also looked anxious.

Qi Yanjue was also anxious, but seeing how uncomfortable Song Yueying was, he couldn't bear to urge her.

Knowing he was in a hurry, she asked Chen Guangyao, who was driving, to go faster. The road was bumpy, and she couldn't sit still in the back seat at all. In the end, she had to hold onto the front seat to feel a little better.

After being jostled around all the way, she just wanted to rest for a while.

After all, if she hadn't come to the hospital with him, she would already be asleep at home by now.

"Captain..." The man who ran over sidled up to Qi Yanjue, almost crying with anxiety. Chen Guangyao pulled him back, shook his head, and told him not to rush him anymore.

Just as the three of them were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, Song Yueying suddenly remembered that she had come all this way to rescue people.

Don't let her motion sickness cause someone to die while she takes a short break.

That's such a misunderstanding.

She struggled to sit up, her stomach churning even more violently. She gritted her teeth, took a few more deep breaths, and shifted her body, but she still felt terribly uncomfortable.

She could only turn to Qi Yanjue for help, pleading, "Brother, please help me out."

Qi Yanjue reached out his hand, and Song Yueying grabbed it, slowly moving her body. As she got out of the car, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

Qi Yanjue, who had been watching her closely, reacted quickly, grabbing her waist and pulling her into his arms.

Leaning against him, Song Yueying was slightly out of breath.

"I still feel very uncomfortable." Looking down at the person in his arms, Qi Yanjue's expression was worried.