Chapter 243 Rescue “Soft Deputy Captain, where did you come from…”
"Hey, Deputy Captain Ruan, where did you pick up this little rascal? He's so pretty." The burly woman happened to be in the patrol group too. Seeing Ruan Ruan with a child following the group, she couldn't help but tease, "Such a pretty little thing, what color burlap sack does he like?"
Sang Zhitao greeted her with a smile: "Hello, sister. My name is Taozi. I lost contact with my companions and wanted to borrow a communicator from your gathering point."
The burly woman nodded in sudden understanding, and introduced herself with a smile: "My name is Lang Xue."
She then pointed to the burly man beside her: "His name is Wolf Wind."
"Huh?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously, "Are you siblings?"
Wolf Snow burst into laughter a few times, patted Wolf Wind on the shoulder and said, "No, but you're not the first person to think that way."
Wolf Wind glanced at her sideways, shook his head speechlessly, and looked at Sang Zhitao, saying, "We are not siblings, but we grew up together."
Sang Zhitao nodded and said nothing more.
Wolf Wind then looked at Soft Soft: "Vice Captain Soft, we've finished our patrol here, do you want to come back with us?"
"Okay, let's go together." Ruan Ruan yawned and walked straight ahead.
Wolf Wind and Wolf Snow exchanged a glance, then followed in her footsteps in tacit understanding.
Seeing Sang Zhitao struggling to keep up with her short legs, Lang Xue couldn't help but chuckle and hugged her in his arms: "Let me carry you."
Feeling her firm chest muscles, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but sigh, "Thank you so much~"
"You're welcome." Lang Xue saw her squinting her eyes and kicking her feet happily a few times, and couldn't help but touch the top of her head.
They weren't far from the gathering point, so after walking about two or three hundred meters, they turned a corner and arrived at the pipeline where the gathering point was located.
Seeing the bright lights ahead, Sang Zhitao breathed a sigh of relief; she was finally able to contact her friends from Class 773.
"Soft Deputy Captain!" A group of team members hurriedly brushed past them.
Ruan Ruan frowned and asked curiously, "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
The man she stopped was a young man in his early twenties. He was panting heavily and hurriedly replied, "Fengming is injured."
Ruan Ruan's expression changed, and she snatched Sang Zhi Tao from Lang Xue's arms and ran towards the gathering place.
Wolf Snow and Wolf Wind followed closely behind, running over with anxious expressions.
Sang Zhitao looked at the person holding her with a blank expression, as she went from being a handsome older sister with eight-pack abs to being in the arms of a soft and delicate girl.
"It's okay, I'm here." She quickly realized what was happening and patted her soft shoulder to comfort her.
Ruan Ruan didn't have time to reply to her at all. Holding Ruan Ruan in one arm and her own little grass flower in the other, she rushed into the gathering place like a gust of wind.
The central area of the settlement is an open space consisting of multiple pipe outlets.
The team members usually like to hold bonfire parties here, and they can also keep an eye on the entrance.
The other people's residences were distributed in the surrounding pipes.
At this moment, everyone emerged from the pipes, some with tension, some with worry, some with pity, some with sadness, and some with indifference, looking at the central area surrounded by many people.
Sang Zhitao looked at those people with surprise, feeling that they could form a picture of the diverse aspects of human life.
"Make way! There's an angel here!" Ruan Ruan's voice, instead of the usual soft and gentle tone, was like a sharp arrow, tearing a gap in the human wall that had formed around her.
"Angel?!"
"There are angels here?!"
"Really?"
...
The murmurs reached Ruan Ruan and Sang Zhi Tao's ears, but they ignored them.
In just a few moments, they squeezed into the crowd.
A young girl on the ground vomited blood from her mouth and nose.
The captain of 325 and the refined man looked sadly at the girl on the ground.
"Captain, please save my sister!" A young man, who looked very much like the girl on the ground and was about the same age, knelt on the ground covered in blood and kept kowtowing to Captain 325.
Captain 325 opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly shook his head: "I can't help it, healers in the pipes are too rare."
“I’ve only ever seen the Healing Angel at headquarters, but… she probably won’t live to see her again.” Captain 325 could no longer contain his grief.
"Captain!" The boy kneeling on the ground knew how low his sister's healing potential was, but he still didn't want to give up even the one in ten million chance.
"Unless a miracle occurs, the healing angel won't appear immediately," Captain 325 sighed helplessly.
It's safe to say that the likelihood of it being called a miracle is extremely low.
The boy knew, of course. He looked at his sister in despair, then looked around, his head hanging low to his chest as if it had been severed.
"Here! There's..." Ruan Ruan was running so fast that by the time she reached the crowd, she was too out of breath to speak.
"Ruan Ruan?" Captain 325 and the refined man turned around and glanced at Ruan Ruan, then looked at Sang Zhi Tao in her arms with surprise.
Ruan Ruan put Sang Zhi Tao on the ground and waved her hands repeatedly: "No! She, she is a healing angel!"
The captain of Team 325 and the refined-looking man looked at Sang Zhitao suspiciously before turning to Ruan Ruan: "Are you sure?"
Before Ruan Ruan could even begin to recount how Sang Zhi Tao had healed Xiao Cao, the boy had already knelt before Sang Zhi Tao, pleading, "Please, save my sister! Please!"
Sang Zhitao quickly reached out, trying to lift her up from the ground, but unfortunately she was too short and weak to lift a boy who was comparable to an adult.
"Get up quickly and let her go over there." Seeing this, Ruan Ruan hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the person up.
Sang Zhitao glanced at her slender wrist in surprise before quickly walking to the girl on the ground.
"Are you compassion or light?" Captain 325 frowned. "The Angel of Compassion cannot heal internal injuries."
Her next question was about Ruan Ruan.
Ruan Ruan quickly handed the little grass to her: "It was He Guang who healed the little grass."
The captain of the 325th team suddenly contracted her pupils. She turned back to look at Sang Zhitao with deep, unfathomable eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
The refined-looking man next to her glanced at Sang Zhitao, who was squatting on the ground treating the girl, with a somewhat solemn expression, and subconsciously put his hand on the captain's shoulder.
Captain 325 turned his body slightly toward him, but said nothing.
Everyone around watched in astonishment as the healing angel performed the treatment.
But among some people in the distance, resentment flashed in their eyes...
After about ten minutes, Sang Zhitao stood up.
Suddenly everything went black, and she involuntarily fell downwards.
"Watch out!" Captain 325, who was closest to her, grabbed her and pulled her into a tight embrace.
"Take your sister back and let her rest properly." She looked deeply at Sang Zhitao in her arms before whispering instructions to the boy.
The boy, his eyes brimming with excitement, kowtowed to her and Sang Zhitao before, with the help of others, carrying his sister into the room.
"Her abilities..." In the conference room, the refined man frowned as he looked at Sang Zhitao, who was sleeping soundly on a makeshift cot.
"I know." Captain 325 nodded slightly.
"Ruan Ruan." The refined man turned to look at Ruan Ruan, who had just entered. "Tell me about how you met her."
Ruan Ruan looked at him suspiciously, then at the captain, before recounting in detail how she met Sang Zhitao.
"You mean, she claims to be a member of the 773rd team? And the child in front of her is a fake?" The refined man frowned.
"Yes, I did see a hole in her clothes, so I don't think what she said is false." Ruan Ruan nodded.
The refined man frowned, then turned and went to the adjacent pipe to find the clothes the first child had worn.
He carefully examined the back of the team emblem and handed the shirt to the captain: "What this kid said is true; the area around the team emblem has indeed been stitched up twice."
Captain 325 took the clothes, rubbed them between his fingertips for a while, and then said, "Let's wait for her to wake up."
The refined man and Ruan Ruan exchanged a glance.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Sang Zhitao didn't lie there for long; she woke up in about ten minutes.
"Has the person been rescued?" Sang Zhitao asked, rubbing her aching temples.
"Okay, thank you for your help." Captain 325 smiled at her.
"Oh, my name is Peach, and I'm a member of Squad 773. I'm here to borrow your communicator." Sang Zhitao noticed that her attitude was a bit strange, but didn't investigate further.
The team leader of the 325th Mutual Aid Association also introduced herself: "I am Lianlian, the team leader of the 325th Mutual Aid Association, and this is my vice team leader, Mingwen."
She then pointed to Ruan Ruan: "Ruan Ruan, you know her."
Mingwen nodded to her with a smile, and his light-colored clothes gave him the air of a refined and elegant gentleman.
Lianlian has a baby face, wears a high ponytail, and has a scrutinizing look in her eyes.
"That... communicator..." Sang Zhitao saw that the three of them were only looking at her and didn't seem to be opening their mouths, so she cautiously tried to ask.
“Okay…” Lianlian suddenly came to her senses, smiled and nodded, “It’s fine.”
As she spoke, she raised her hand to point out the location of the communicator to Sang Zhitao, but suddenly realized something and said to Sang Zhitao, "Actually, it's not necessary. We thought that child was you, so we notified your teammates, and they've already arrived."
Lianlian glanced at the time on the wall again: "It should arrive by tomorrow afternoon."
Sang Zhitao paused for a moment before quickly saying, "Alright, I'll contact them first and tell them not to rush."
Hearing her say that, Lianlian smiled and pointed again.
Mingwen stepped forward, picked up Sang Zhitao, and carried her directly to the communicator.
Sang Zhitao was startled by the hug, but she relaxed when she saw that the other party had no other intentions.
When As arrived, his clothes half-soaked from his journey, he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief after receiving Sang Zhitao's message.
"What's wrong?" Shana asked, looking at Yas, whose face was beaming with joy.
"Peach's information: her communicator was broken, her team badge was stolen, and the child lost her memory and went to 325, which led to this misunderstanding."
"Oh... then everything's alright." Shana and Lillian patted their chests in relief.
Ruyue, standing beside her, frowned and asked in confusion, "If that child has amnesia, how did he end up going to San Erwu?"
"You mean...?" As also frowned.
Ruyue shook her head: "It's not certain yet. Let's talk about it again on March 25th."
As looked around and advised, "Let's rest first. Everyone is tired from the long march."
Hearing this, the others did not refute it and found a place to rest.
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