As the sun sets, the remaining light casts a warm yellow hue over the military compound. Mu Nanhe, Yang Qingyan, and Chen Feng return home together, surrounded by a joyful and glorious atmosphere. However, this beauty is broken by a discordant sound.
"What's the use of a captain? His legs are crippled and he's still in a wheelchair." Zeng Li's sharp voice came from not far away, attracting the attention of some people around. She stood in a corner of the compound with her arms folded across her chest, her eyes full of jealousy and disdain, and deliberately raised her voice, as if she wanted Mu Nanhe and his group to hear it.
When Yang Qingyan heard this, her face turned ugly instantly. She stopped and turned to look at Zeng Li, with a flash of anger in her eyes: "What did you say? Please keep your mouth clean!"
Zeng Li did not hold back at all, but took a few steps forward with a provocative smile on her face: "Why, am I wrong? He is like this now, even if he is the leader, how much can he do?"
Chen Feng couldn't help it. He stepped forward, blocked Mu Nanhe's way, and glared at him: "Sister-in-law, don't go too far! How can you discredit Nanhe's contribution to the army?"
Mu Nanhe reached out his hand and gently patted Chen Feng's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. There was no anger on his face, only a hint of calmness: "Chen Feng, don't bother with her. Everyone has their own opinions, and we can't influence them."
Zeng Li saw that Mu Nanhe was not angry, so she defended him and became even more aggressive: "Humph, now you are pretending to be magnanimous. When you were competing for the position of leader, you didn't use all means."
At this time, the neighbors stood up and accused Zeng Li. The hostess, the sister-in-law of the He family, frowned and said sternly: "Zeng Li, you are too outrageous! Comrade Mu Nanhe's ability and achievements are obvious to all in the army. He was injured for the country and the people, and this sacrifice deserves respect from each of us. You shouldn't say these sarcastic words here."
Another young soldier said angrily, "My dear sister-in-law, you are so hurtful. Captain Mu is our role model. He is a hundred times better than some people who can only say sarcastic words when he sits in a wheelchair."
Under the accusations of the crowd, Zeng Li's face turned red and white. She opened her mouth and wanted to refute, but found that she was at a loss for words, so she could only turn around and leave in shame.
Yang Qingyan, Mu Nanhe and Chen Feng returned home. The tranquility and warmth in the house formed a sharp contrast with the disputes in the Cai compound. Yang Qingyan helped Mu Nanhe sit on the sofa, and she sat close to him, with a gentle and firm look.
"Nan He, don't take your sister-in-law's words to heart. She is just jealous. I will definitely be able to cure your leg, and soon I will be able to let you return to the army and be as handsome as before." Yang Qingyan's tone was full of unquestionable determination.
Mu Nanhe raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile, and gently held Yang Qingyan's hand, saying: "Qingyan, I really don't mean it. When I stand up again, the facts will give her the most powerful counterattack."
Yang Qingyan nodded slightly, a gleam of intelligence flashed in her eyes, and said: "I'm relieved that you think so. I plan to go to the mountain to dig some medicinal herbs, which will help you recover from your leg injury. You should stay at home and wait for me to come back."
At this time, Chen Feng at the side couldn't help laughing and joked, "You are treating Nan He like a child. He is a tough guy in the army. If you let your soldiers know, they will laugh their heads off, hahahaha."
Mu Nanhe glared at Chen Feng and pretended to be angry: "You talk too much." Then he turned to look at Yang Qingyan with concern, "Don't worry, do you want Chen Feng to accompany you? The mountain road is not easy to walk on, and I feel more at ease with someone to take care of me."
Yang Qingyan shook her head and said confidently, "No need. I know this mountain very well. I can find the places where the herbs grow even with my eyes closed. And I have self-defense gear with me, so nothing will happen. You can stay home and wait for me to come back and prepare herbs for you."
After that, Yang Qingyan began to pack the tools she would need to go up the mountain, a small backpack, a sharp herb-picking knife, and a cloth bag filled with water and dry food. She moved skillfully, and every step revealed the importance she attached to this trip.
"Then you must be careful, go early and come back early." Mu Nanhe warned, his eyes full of worry.
"I know. Don't worry about me." Yang Qingyan responded with a smile, kissed Mu Nanhe's forehead lightly, and turned to go out.
The other side
As usual, Chef Jiang from the kitchen was busy in the afternoon. He was hunched over, but his eyes were nervous and weird. While no one was around, he sneakily took out a small black bottle from his pocket, which contained a virus that was difficult to crack.
Master Jiang walked quickly to the well of the army, which was the lifeblood of the water supply for the entire army camp. He looked around cautiously, and after confirming that no one was there, he trembled as he twisted the bottle cap and poured all the poison into the well. The water surface immediately rippled slightly, and the poison spread rapidly, like a hidden poisonous snake, silently corroding the source of life.
After doing all this, Master Jiang left in a hurry, and his back disappeared at the corner of the barracks. At this time, the soldiers in the army were training, completely unaware that a terrible crisis was quietly approaching.
In a secret meeting room in a distant country, R, the atmosphere was solemn. The top officials looked gloomy, staring at the shrinking sphere of influence on the map, their "territory" that was gradually shrinking after being suppressed internationally.
"We must find a way to turn the situation around!" A general slammed the table, his eyes wide with anger.
"We have contacted an insider lurking in the counter-terrorism forces, codenamed 'Chef'. He will complete the mission today and deal a fatal blow to their forces. This virus can spread quickly and is difficult to crack." The intelligence officer hurriedly reported.
"Very good, I hope he won't let us down. Once he succeeds, the enemy's combat capability will suffer a severe blow, and we can take this opportunity to reorganize." The general said with a gloomy face.
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