The elder, who was pinned to the ground, exchanged a glance with Nicole.
Nicole suddenly sprang to his senses. His handlers, not expecting him to dare to move even with a gun pointed at his head, kicked him.
In that short time, the elder stared intently at Yi Mu, took a small tube from his mouth, bit it with his teeth, and blew it out forcefully, drawing up his inner energy.
Unaware of his surroundings, Yi Mu ran forward. When he saw Guan Shengye in this situation, his heart pounded, and he wanted to hug him.
The needle moved forward at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, unnoticed by anyone except Zong Ao.
Standing next to him, a young man with a buzz cut, who used to be one of his recruits, was talking to him. He turned his head and saw him rush out like the wind.
Yi Mu was only three meters away from Guan Shengye when he was knocked down by Zong Ao, who rushed up to him.
Zong Ao felt dizzy almost instantly, his vision went black, and he experienced intense pain throughout his body.
Even so, he still firmly protected Yimu beneath him.
The weight on his body was so heavy that within seconds, Zong Ao's breathing became weak and almost inaudible.
With trembling hands, Yi Mu touched the area below Zong Ao's nose.
He was still alive, with only a faint, almost imperceptible breath.
Several people gathered around.
There was a doctor in the unit who came. After giving Zong Ao a brief examination, he solemnly demanded that he be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment immediately.
The helicopter was nearby. Yi Mu followed the stretcher for more than ten meters, then suddenly stopped.
Guan Shengye asked him what was wrong.
Yi Mu told him to go on the plane with the stretcher first, then he turned around and walked toward the elder who was being carried away.
The other person's face, wrinkled like an orange peel, was full of regret. Yi Mu didn't need to guess what he was thinking at that moment.
Yi Mu walked up to him, grabbed him by the collar, his face more grim than ever before: "What's on that needle? The antidote!"
The tribe was finished. The elder had no worries. He spoke in the tribal language that Yimu couldn't understand, looking up at something.
The soldiers beside him reassured Yi Mu that they would find out where the antidote was and wake Zong Ao up.
Yi Mu stared at the elder's so-called face, his anger rising, and punched him in the stomach.
He was quite strong, and the elder's feigned serious face immediately contorted in pain as he bent over and spat out a mouthful of sour water.
Yi Mu bowed deeply to the stunned special forces soldiers on either side, saying, "I'll leave the rest to you."
After spending almost a week in the rainforest, Yimu saw the helicopter parked outside the forest and felt like he was seeing the light of day again.
The plane flew directly to the field hospital, where the doctors were transferred from the most advanced hospitals in the country and had extensive medical experience.
The facility was fully equipped, and Zong Ao underwent a comprehensive examination, including testing the components on the needle.
While waiting for the report.
Guan Shengye pulled Yi Mu along and used the military bathhouse to wash away the ashes left from their days of travel.
Guan Shengye took off his clothes, while Yi Mu sat motionless on the bench, his eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought.
On the way back, Guan Shengye focused all his attention on Zong Ao, whose fate was still unknown, and didn't have time to ask Yi Mu what he had been through during this time.
Seeing that Yi Mu didn't move, he reached out and helped him take off his coat.
As he unbuttoned his shirt, Yi Mu moved, grabbing Guan Shengye's hand and looking up at him.
Yi Mu's eyes held so much: guilt, silence, and helplessness.
Guan Shengye's heart skipped a beat. He unbuttoned the first button and saw a deep red hickey.
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