Where did you throw him?
Ling Huanwu suppressed her anger, her eyes fixed on the ashen-faced man on the ground.
Even at this point, with his mouth full of blood, Qin Jinshen's lips still slowly curled up.
The inscrutable face was hidden in the darkness, like a wild beast lurking in the shadows, letting out a labored roar.
Whether he can come out alive in the deep mountains depends on his fate.
After saying that, Qin Jinshen released his grip on Ling Huanwu's ankle, and he was both crying and laughing at the same time.
Each sound seemed like a provocation, or the mournful cry of a dying beast, sending chills down their spines.
Ling Huanwu felt a chill run down her spine. She knew all too well that the deep mountains were fraught with danger, and one wrong step could cost her her life.
Moreover, Guard Wang has been missing for a long time; he would either be carried off by wild animals or starve and freeze to death in the deep mountains.
Ling Huanfuyun immediately told Zhou Jiuzhen the news.
Upon receiving the news, Zhou Jiuzhen immediately led his soldiers to the deep mountains that Qin Jinshen had mentioned.
Once they reached the deep mountains, they conducted a large-scale search, leaving no possible corner unchecked.
The forest was overgrown with thorns, and many people's clothes were torn, but no one stopped walking.
Finally, in a remote place, they discovered a large pit used for hunting.
As the sky grew darker, Zhou Jiuzhen became increasingly anxious.
"Battalion Commander, there seems to be some movement here!" a soldier shouted excitedly as he stopped at a spot.
Everyone crowded around and shone their flashlights on the ground. Sure enough, they saw Guard Wang lying at the bottom of the pit, his body covered in wounds, groaning weakly.
The group quickly lowered the rope and pulled Guard Wang up.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Zhou Jiuzhen, with his sharp eyes, spotted someone in a dark corner of the pit through the dim light of his flashlight.
The group went back down into the pit and rescued the other person as well.
When they saw the person's face clearly, everyone was stunned.
"This...isn't this pilot Song? Didn't Qin Jinshen say he was dead?"
The soldiers' astonished voices reached Zhou Jiuzhen's ears.
He stepped forward, brushed aside the stray hairs on Song Panmei's forehead, and after confirming that it was Song Panmei, he checked his breath with trembling hands.
Upon confirming that Song Panmei was still alive, his voice trembled as he cried out, "Quick, quick, get the stretcher! Hurry!"
Zhou Jiuzhen shouted anxiously, unaware that his heart was pounding as he got up.
Ling Huanwu has been feeling guilty and unable to sleep these days because of Song Panmei's death, and he is also heartbroken.
Unexpectedly, Qin Jinshen had actually thrown Song Panmei into this trap.
Compared to Guard Wang, Song Panmei had already fainted from hunger due to prolonged starvation.
Having just regained some strength after drinking some water, Guard Wang became anxious as soon as he came to his senses and shouted urgently, "There are still people at the bottom of the pit! Go down and rescue them!"
As soon as Guard Wang finished shouting, his eyes caught sight of Song Panmei lying on the ground not far away, and he immediately scrambled over to her.
Zhou Jiuzhen looked up and saw his bodyguard rushing towards him, and he panicked.
He thought Xiao Wang was rushing over to question him about why he cared about an outsider and not about him.
Just as he was about to explain, Xiao Wang pushed him away and, to Zhou Jiuzhen's astonishment, picked up Song Panmei and burst into tears.
Zhou Jiu's eye twitched, and he was so angry that he almost fainted.
He never expected that this guy would dare to push away the battalion commander who had raised him from the mountains with great care for someone he had only known for a few days!
"Quickly, take them back to the unit and find Dr. Guan to treat them properly."
At Zhou Jiuzhen's command, the soldiers finally pulled away Guard Wang, who was clinging to Song Panmei and refusing to let go.
Inside the military tent.
The military doctor, Guan, busied himself going in and out, instructing the soldiers to go up the mountain to find herbs to stop the bleeding from Song Panmei's wounds.
Some of the medicines won't arrive until tomorrow, so the military doctor had no choice but to try traditional Chinese medicine as a last resort.
When Ling Huanwu rushed into the tent, she was still completely dazed.
Only when she saw the familiar face on the bed did she cover her mouth and sob uncontrollably, as if she had fallen into a dream.
She stayed by Song Panmei's bedside, her eyes never leaving her for a moment.
I don't know how much time passed.
When Song Panmei slowly opened her eyes, Ling Huanwu thought she was hallucinating.
She rushed over and hugged him tightly, crying her heart out, "Panmei, you're alive, you're alive... I thought I'd never see you again."
Song Panmei weakly raised her hand and patted Ling Huanwu's back, "Big girl..."
His eyes immediately welled up with tears as soon as he choked out the words.
The two chattered on and on, completely unaware that Zhou Jiuzhen was drooping his eyebrows and remaining silent, looking just like a resentful husband who couldn't get a word in edgewise.
On the way back to the small wooden shed at night.
Ling Huanwu was in a particularly good mood and hummed a little tune as she returned home.
Then she skillfully hummed a little tune to lull the triplets to sleep.
The room was filled with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
Zhou Jiuzhen sat to the side, thinking about how Ling Huanwu had hugged Song Panmei and cried her heart out earlier. His heart was filled with mixed emotions, a bittersweet feeling.
Seeing Ling Huanwu's happy expression, he finally couldn't help but speak sarcastically, "I broke my hand, and nobody even cares."
Ling Huanwu was puzzled as to why he suddenly brought this up. She walked over to him, gently poked his shoulder, and coaxed him with a smile, "Oh, old man, how's your hand? Is it itchy? Do you want your old lady to scratch it for you?"
But Zhou Jiuzhen acted like a child throwing a tantrum, turning his head away and ignoring her completely.
Seeing his expression, Ling Huanwu's eyes lit up.
She remembered the lace dress she had brought back from Hong Kong, which had been sitting in her space without her having a chance to wear it. Now it could finally come in handy.
Ling Huanwu used the excuse of going to the public restroom to open her spatial storage and take out the little outfit.
After taking a shower, she tried on the clothes again in the small wooden shed.
The small wooden shed was too small to draw the curtains.
The whole room was filled with heat when she took a shower, let alone her, a living, breathing person, who could be seen by anyone with eyes.
But the man turned his back and refused to look at her.
Ling Huanwu deliberately walked up to him, and in front of the mirror, she buttoned the back of her shirt, pouting as if she was having a hard time buttoning it.
Zhou Jiuzhen was still sulking when he looked up and saw this breathtaking scene.
His gaze fell upon the alluring, half-hidden scene, and he couldn't look away.
His breathing became rapid instantly.
The man, who had been so serious and arrogant, completely dropped his pretense. He threw away the pillow he was holding, picked up Ling Huanwu, placed her on the table, and pressed his burning lips against hers.
After kissing for a while, he pulled Ling Huanwu onto his lap, holding her tightly with both arms as if he were catching a fugitive who was about to escape.
Ling Huanwu felt dizzy and disoriented, and could only wrap her arms around his neck, looking around for directions.
After a long while, Zhou Jiuzhen reluctantly let go of her, looking at her swollen lips, and said in a low breath, "If you seduce me like this again next time, I'm afraid I really won't be able to control myself!"
Ling Huanwu blushed and pinched his hard cheeks, puffing them up angrily, "Isn't it because you've been ignoring me for no reason?"
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