Qin Wenlong and Mu Huaixi hid in the mountains and forests, but couldn't help looking towards the camp.
"Why isn't it over yet?" Qin Wenlong was extremely anxious. He stuck his head out from behind the tree and looked around again and again, like a young bird waiting for its parents to return to the nest, or like an old turtle lying by the river basking in the sun.
They were quite a distance away from the camp, and the dense green shade and drizzling rain obscured their view, making it difficult to hear even the sounds clearly.
Mu Huaixi was not as anxious as Qin Wenlong. She knew that both advancing and cleaning up the mess would take time. According to Ying Mingcheng's character, he would definitely wait until everything was done before letting them pass.
"Oh, why don't we go and take a look?" Qin Wenlong was a little restless. He turned his head to look at her, as if waiting for her nod.
Mu Huaixi was a little dazed. The look Ying Mingcheng had just given her was still lingering in front of her. Upon hearing what she had said, she only glanced at Qin Wenlong and whispered softly, "Wenlong, do you feel any noise nearby?"
Qin Wenlong felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and was even more alarmed because he knew that she had extraordinary hearing. He withdrew his eyes and ears from the camp and patrolled in all directions, fearing that someone would sneak out of the camp and attack them. He was also afraid that there would be attacks not only in the camp but also in the mountains and forests beside the camp. He stared with his eyes wide open like a vigilant meerkat.
Mu Huaixi dismissed him with a few words and continued to ponder Ying Mingcheng's eyes. He was just surprised when he saw her draw a topographic map with a stick and mark the suspicious places, but when she handed the poison ball over, his eyes darkened.
Is it possible that her ability to make poison balls is more surprising than her ability to sense auras?
Mu Huaixi only felt that the look he gave her for a long time after he was given the antidote was heart-wrenching and unfathomable.
She thought about it for a while before letting it go. Seeing that Qin Wenlong was still extremely vigilant, she couldn't help feeling a little sorry for scaring him just now. She was about to let him relax, but she really noticed a strange noise behind him.
"Be careful!" Mu Huaixi felt a chill and numbness on the back of his neck. There was no time to explain. He just pulled Qin Wenlong to the side. When he looked up, he saw an ebony arrow piercing straight into the tree where they had just hidden.
Mu Huaixi turned back with a sullen face, but was surprised to find that the murderous intent that had just appeared in his mind had disappeared like fallen leaves returning to the forest, with no trace left.
"Go and check out the camp," Mu Huaixi pushed Qin Wenlong, who seemed to have just woken up from his dream but refused to leave.
"It's okay, Doctor Mu. Captain Ying has good hands on his side. It will be fine." Qin Wenlong, who had rolled over in the grass, had a trembling voice and a pale face. He never thought that he would be ambushed twice in one day, and it was Doctor Mu who saved him both times.
He glanced at Mu Huaixi's calm profile, pressed his chest hard to suppress his panic, and emphasized again, "Doctor Mu, we are now on guard. That person will definitely not dare to come out and do anything wrong."
After all, he still had some strength, and that man was good at sneak attacks, but if he really came forward to fight one-on-one, he really wasn't afraid!
Mu Huaixi glanced at him quickly and nodded at him. Qin Wenlong then half turned his body. Both of them turned their backs to each other and remained vigilant until Ying Mingcheng came.
Ying Mingcheng frowned after hearing this, "Maybe there was a fish that slipped through the net just now."
Wang Hongyang's face darkened when these words were spoken. After all, they were responsible for checking and cleaning up the mess in the forest where the ambush had just occurred, but they didn't expect to leave the danger to his sister-in-law.
Ying Mingcheng took Wang Hongyang and searched the surroundings carefully again. They only found a few blood-stained grass leaves and a few broken twigs under a tree.
"This...this person must have escaped because he was injured," Wang Hongyang felt even more guilty. They actually let an injured person escape!
Ying Mingcheng looked up at the short tree next to him, frowned but said nothing in the end.
"The camp has been cleaned up, and all the poisoned people are waiting for you in the hall." Ying Mingcheng returned to her and asked Wang Hongyang to take them there.
Mu Huaixi also glanced at him, wanting to ask about what happened just now, but she was more worried about the patients in the camp, so she followed Qin Wenlong.
The people in the camp were indeed poisoned by eating mushrooms, but after Mu Huaixi looked through their vomit and checked with the soldiers in charge of picking and cooking, he found that the mushrooms they ate were mixed with red-stemmed mushrooms that were not picked by the people in the camp.
This kind of mushroom is quite toxic, but the cooking soldier in the camp is very good at living. After he stewed a large pot of mushroom soup, he did not let the people in the camp eat it all. Instead, he kept most of it, added water to the rest, and cooked noodles, vegetables and bird eggs to make sure there was not enough to eat.
By some strange coincidence, the toxicity was diluted, so that most people only suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, while some people were able to struggle to deliver the letter.
Or perhaps the news of the letter being delivered was leaked, which led those who wanted to kill them to rush in and seek credit, hoping to turn this camp into a bloody mouth and try to eat all the people who came to investigate and rescue them.
But they didn't expect that they met Mu Huaixi, who was escorted by his own soldier king.
The enemy in ambush could not figure out how only four people could defeat their ambush of dozens of people.
What they didn't understand even more was that the leader seemed to have clairvoyance and keen ears, and he saw through their hiding places one by one. He descended from the sky like a god of war, making it impossible for anyone to resist.
They naturally couldn't guess that it was because Ying Mingcheng had a Chinese medicine doctor with extraordinary five senses on his side. Mu Huaixi didn't ask much about the battle situation. In her heart, Ying Mingcheng has always been the most powerful!
She and Qin Wenlong were busy diagnosing and prescribing medicine for the injured, and it was already evening when they finished.
At this time, the rain had stopped, the vomit and excrement in the camp had been cleaned up, and the follow-up team sent by the base camp had also arrived, and safety was finally guaranteed.
With the previous experience of poisonous mushrooms, everyone chose to eat dry food. Mu Huaixi found Ying Mingcheng and shared some of the dried meat sent by home with him. He also fed her some of the fried noodles he brought with him.
The two sat by the fire, and for some reason they suddenly fell silent.
Ying Mingcheng spoke first, "I have no use for the poison ball you gave me."
"Ah? Why?" Mu Huaixi frowned. She was still hoping that Ying Ming would give her some feedback so that she could continue to improve.
"Xiao Xi!" Ying Mingcheng frowned and looked at her, or more precisely, at her hands. "Killing the enemy is my job. Your medical skills shouldn't be used in this kind of place!"
Mu Huaixi was stunned, finally understanding why he was so stubborn before. She opened her mouth to explain, but Ying Mingcheng grabbed her hands, "Xiaoxi, you really don't have to be like this. I will protect you!"
His dark eyes looked even darker in the firelight. Mu Huaixi felt his trembling and understood his worry. He was afraid of getting blood on his hands, but doctors only needed to heal and save lives.
"That's not the case," Mu Huaixi shook her head and took out the poison ball from his arms. "Whether it's medicinal herbs or weapons, they don't have any malice in themselves. The malice comes from the people who use them. I'm a doctor, but I'm also a member of the family. Like you, I have the obligation to defend my country. If my needles and my medicine can reduce casualties and reduce suffering, then the poison ball I made can have the same effect. They are the same."
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