Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen

At eleven o'clock the next morning, they finally saw the blue silk scarf tied to the tree, which meant that the first leg of the journey was finally over. After they progressed to Hong Kong.Not only was the road narrow and narrow, but it often turned nine or eighteen turns, or there were sudden steep slopes, and they were unable to urge the horse to run fast.Additionally, road conditions were made worse by storms two days earlier, slowing them down further.They were forced to dodge falling rocks, mud, and broken branches on several stretches of the road. The guide had prepared two new horses for them, and food collected from nearby villages, and he had good news.King Dier Khan issued an order prohibiting the people from participating in the mad monk's riot.As long as they are still in Dire, there is no need to worry about their safety.

After leaving Dire, it came within sight of a British camp.Bei Ni felt a little more at ease, because she couldn't speed up because of the bad road conditions, her spirit was always tense and anxious, but she didn't notice it before. In the afternoon they arrived at the village of Sado. There was nothing special about this village, except that they were about to leave the Panjkola Valley from here and turn to the southeast. Sado is fifty-five kilometers from Chadara, and another fifteen miles to Malakan.She estimated that there were only about four hours of daylight left.They had to slow down as soon as it got dark, and it seemed that at most they could reach Chadara today.But that's okay.They would be in no danger at Chandala, and Nowshera was less than a day's journey from Chandala.

how are youLeo asked. They stopped to rest by a stream that emptied into the Panjkola River, and let the horses drink.She stepped on the water's edge and soaked her handkerchief.Horses sweat, men sweat; ladies just glow.This rule may work in the wet and cold Britain, but in India, ladies sweat like horses, especially those who ride horses at an altitude of less than 1,000 meters and under the scorching sun at noon. She looks up at him.He usually shaves at night, but he didn't shave last night.She really wanted to keep looking at the beard roots and stubble shadows on his face, and kiss his firm chin and slender cheeks.She turned to look at the handkerchief again.I am fine, thank you.And you?

I'm used to it, he said.Will the sun be too hot? He was very gentle with her.If you just look at his attitude, you can't guess that they just had a big fight the day before, and he insisted on opposing going south. She wrung out the handkerchief and patted it lightly.I can take it. She stood up and he handed the water bottle.If it's too hot, you can undo a button or two on the jacket.Today you are a man, enjoy your freedom to the fullest. He thought it was safer for two men to walk together than one man and one woman, so he asked her to wear men's clothing.It would be better if they could dress like locals, but unfortunately neither of them knew how to wear headscarves, so they had to go on the road as two British lords.She puts on his clothes, the shirt and coat are too big, but the trousers have suspenders so they fit around her waist obediently.

She took a shallow sip of water, just enough to moisten her throat.Compared with women's clothes, it is more inconvenient to relieve oneself in men's clothes, so drink as little water as possible.She returned the jug to him after closing the lid. He helped her onto the horse and pulled the rein for her.I don't want to be separated from you in this way, Bernie. Unfortunately, that is the reality, she said.So hurry up and hurry. Lower Dire appears to have been completely spared from the storm.The road conditions in the southeast of Saduo Village have improved significantly, and the road is wide and flat enough for vehicles to walk on.The ground fell all the way, and their horses were finally able to pick up speed.

The amount of travel on the road increased rapidly, and Bernie was not used to seeing so many people.She guessed it was because of the good road conditions and the proximity to the populous Swat Valley.The incident of the previous two days still lingered in her mind, so it took her a while to realize that ten times more people went to the southeast than to the southwest. They were all men on foot, which is not surprising since women rarely go out.They were all armed, which is not surprising, since bloody conflicts often occur in this area.She was a little worried that they might be followers of the mad monk, but then dismissed the thought.The upper Swat valley lies still in the direction from which these people came.They're probably just going to a wedding or something like that.

Three or four kilometers away from the village of Sado, they passed a group of praying people, at least more than a hundred in number, each armed.After advancing one or two kilometers, I met another fifty or so people drinking tea and chatting under the big banyan tree.When Leo and Bernie passed by, they looked up a few times, but ignored them. Half an hour later, they encountered a third group of people.There were at least sixty people in this group, almost occupying the entire road.Hearing the sound of hooves, those people stopped and turned around.They looked at Leo and Bernie.Bernie noticed with concern that half of them were reaching for the handle of the knife, especially the young ones.

She opened her mouth to call Leo, but her throat was suddenly numb and she couldn't make a sound.Leo seemed to hear her silent cry for help. He slowed down and gestured for Bernie to go to his left. We pass on the left.You stay with me, no matter what happens, don't stop.Understand? She nodded, her heart almost stopping. Push the horse as fast as you can. They rode big pack horses, not suited to running fast, but they accelerated as best they could.The men watched them all the time, as they approached and charged up the knoll beside the road, the outermost men nearly catching Leo.

In a blink of an eye, the group was left behind.However, before Bernie could catch her breath, a series of metal grinding sounds caused her to look back.About thirty or so people pulled out their strength to lift it high above the head, and the blades glistened in the bright afternoon sun. Leo also noticed the other party's demonstrations and provocations.He turned to look at her, no fear in his eyes, but one hand clutching the revolver. All of them were dressed in white, and her heart was beating like a drum.The groups of people we passed were all dressed in white. He holstered the gun under his coat.indeed.

He didn't need to say much.These guys are heading towards the same goal and by no means are they going to the Swat cricket match. I think I think, is it too late to turn back now? Yes, there is no turning back now, he said.Hurry up. Bernie was overly frightened.When they reached their rendezvous with Imran, Leo had to pull her off the horse and break her fingers from the reins one by one. They rest outside a peaceful village, and she stands leaning against an apricot tree.The sun was setting behind the hills, and the evening air was cool and smelled of crushed oregano.If her husband's breath had been so cool during the last rest, she must have been very happy, but the breeze now made her shiver, or made the original trembling worse.This village made her fearful. The towering mud walls were heavily guarded, and someone was hiding behind the walls and watching them silently through the narrow and long shooting ports.

Beside her, Leo and Imran confer in low voices. Didn't King Dier Khan forbid the people to participate in the mad monk incident?Leo said. Those are not Dirians, they are from Bajur.Imran's wrinkled face was full of worry.I'm at this age, and they still want to recruit me.You'd better get out of this area as soon as possible. Leo didn't ask if there was still time to leave, and Bernie didn't have the courage to ask.Leo and Imran saddled the new horse, moving the saddlebags with the essentials.After getting ready, Imran set off north to lead the large party south, and Leo repeatedly told him to be careful on the road. He turned to look at Bei Ni, frowned and asked: Have you had any water? Just now after Leo helped her off the horse and handed her a water bottle, she looked down.Did she drink water?She was completely unimpressed.She had even forgotten the fact that she was holding a kettle in her hand. He took the kettle, opened the lid, and put it back in her hands.drink it.Drink more than just a sip.It's getting dark, you don't have to worry about being seen if you want to relieve yourself. She did so stupidly. Eat this up.He thrust a biscuit into her hand. I'm not hungry.Her stomach felt like it was being stomped on and on. You just lose your appetite because you're nervous, but your body needs nourishment.There are hours of riding ahead, and you need strength. She couldn't hold back the panicked sobs.for hours.How many armed crowds will they meet on the road to demonstrate against them?There are many valleys criss-crossing the area, each with fertile alluvial soils.The crops are thriving and grow so fast that it will definitely make the farmers who live on the barren land dumbfounded.She didn't even dare to imagine how many people could be bred by such a rich agricultural production. Oh, God, Leo, I'm sorry, she couldn't help blurting it out.I'm really sorry! It's all right, Benny. How could it be okay?Their condition was frighteningly dire.I'm really, really sorry. He cupped her face in his hands.Listen to me, we've been fine all this way, and we're supposed to be fine from now on. But bad things might happen to them.He's so beautiful, his eyes are the color of puddles when the tide goes out, she can't take it, God, can't take him I love you, she said helplessly.I love you.I love you.I He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her so hard that their noses almost touched.In an instant, she thought he was going to kiss her.But he said very clearly and firmly: Shut up, Bernie. She blinked briefly in confusion and surprise. We are not dying, at least not yet.Let's talk about these farewell words when we are really about to die.Quickly cheer up. She continued to stare at him blankly for a second.It was hard for her to believe it herself, but she seemed to have a mild hysterical attack just now, but fortunately she was awakened by him. Yes, she whispered.right. She ate the biscuit and he loaded her pistol and stuffed it in her pocket.As he dumped a box of spare bullets into the other pocket, the moans that came to her lips almost burst out.Then she listened intently to his explanation that the next time I encounter a crowd of bad roads, no matter which way I ride, you must follow on the outside of me.Understand? She nods. very good.let's go. The road goes up first and then down.Bernie's arm was sore from holding the reins since dawn.Her buttocks and thighs were in excruciating pain.But as soon as she saw the man in white passing by, she immediately forgot all the discomfort.Luckily they usually come in groups of three or four, not groups of fifty or a hundred.They only met a relatively large group, but they just stood on the side of the road and chatted enthusiastically among themselves. They continued along the road to the southeast and east.At dusk they entered a wide valley with a river running through the center and the road turning due south after cutting through fields of rice and corn.The point where this tributary joins the Swat happens to be the location of the Chadhara Fort, not far away. Ahead, in the increasingly thick blue-gray mist, a man in a turban appeared on horseback across the valley.We'll run into them in a few minutes.Leo drew his revolver.Bei Ni swallowed her saliva, and also took out the gun in her pocket. After getting closer, she realized that not only was the man not wearing white clothes, but a military uniform instead.He was a cavalryman of Indian origin serving in the British Army. Leo put away his revolver and greeted the cavalry.The three of them reined in the horse together. Are you from Malakan Fortress?Leo asked. It's Chadhara, sir.The 11th Division of the Bengal Cavalry Regiment, the cavalrymen spoke English like Italian, very fast, and their intonations were exaggerated, but they were completely understandable.He points to the west.I was drawing at the foot of the mountain over there. The boss sent him to the foot of the mountain for an afternoon, thinking and knowing that it was impossible to satisfy his personal hobbies, and Bernie speculated that his so-called drawing should be some kind of terrain survey work. I was attacked just as I was about to go back to the bunker, continued the cavalryman.A large crowd, at least a hundred of them.They took my compass, binoculars and cash.I must hurry back to the bunker to warn everyone. Bernie looked uneasily in the direction he was pointing, but she could see nothing but mist and hills fading to a tinge of indigo.The setting sun was setting in the distance, and the afterglow illuminated a lone pine tree on the hills, straightly inserting into the invisible sky. The horses of the cavalry were less tired and faster, and they were gone in a blink of an eye.A few stars appeared in the eastern sky, small and lonely, like an outpost standing in the interstellar wilderness. Are you scared?Leo asked. Afraid to die. He handed over his phial.She took a big sip and almost drank it all, Mr. Bai's special whiskey. He held her hand as she returned the bottle.They both wore riding gloves, but she still felt his warmth. do you trust meBetween him. In the twilight of the evening, his face was covered with shadows, and his facial features gradually became unclear.However, at this moment when she was covered in cold sweat and frightened, his eyes were still crystal clear and calm. Well, she said. He smiled, and the smile imprinted directly into her heart.Then take my word for it, and we'll be fine. It feels weird.He hugged the waist of a neatly dressed woman, but what he touched was not lace and bows, but the pockets of his coat, and the front buttons were slightly unbuttoned.She only changed into men's clothes on the outermost layer, and under his coat and shirt, she was still wearing a corset, and his hands touched smooth and stiff obstacles.He believed she would have worn a petticoat under her trousers if it had fit. Ten minutes after saying goodbye to the cavalry, Leo's horse lost a shoe, and they were forced to share on Bernie's, a stocky, cheerful mare who didn't seem to mind having an extra person on her back.However, this kind of mountain pack horse is inherently stronger in endurance than speed, so their speed is even slower. They did not talk.The silver stars and the moon are purely decorations of the sky, and the faint light cannot illuminate them at all.It was almost dark, and she needed to keep her eyes on the road. In the night, there is the cool smell of the river, the aroma of ripe fruit, and a faint smell of manure.Leo sat behind her, useless at all, trying to listen and watch as much as possible to keep his balance, but his mood was strangely optimistic. He could say that optimism comes from the mundane smell of manure, a sign of peaceful farm life.He could even say that it was because the progress of the journey was good. According to his calculations, the Chadala Bunker should appear in front of him at any time.But he secretly suspected that most of his optimism came from the intimacy of his chest against Bernie's back. Her body temperature, the almost imperceptible ups and downs of breathing under the girdle, her soft body followed the horse up and down, just holding her like this was enough to make him believe that the journey would be safe and smooth. look ahead!Leo whispered. Bei Ni looked over and could barely see the flickering horizontal line of the remains.Is that the Swat River? should be. The big stone on her chest finally fell.Very good. Thank goodness!Hope they don't mind letting us hush. Her budding ecstasy was abruptly interrupted by him.What's wrong? stop. She reined in the horse and listened carefully, but she could not hear any sound except the gurgling of the river. Did you hear that? She didn't hear it for a moment, but then she did.Someone is moving.A great number of people were moving, gathering down the hillsides on either side of the river. run. She slammed the horse's flanks with her knees.She had slowed down to almost walking because of poor vision, but now she had to hurry.She tried her best, determined to see the way in the darkness. Speed ​​up!He hissed in her ear. She saw why he was so anxious.A group of people running down the hillside were coming to the side of the road. They were all dressed in white, quiet and silent, and they moved quickly and decisively. The horse seemed to sense her panic, and perhaps because the downhill was steeper, picked up speed despite his fatigue and heavy load. They charged past the rebel vanguard, but were only a few feet apart.It looks like a rebellion is really going to happen.There was a piercing sound in the air, and Bernie instinctively leaned over the saddle.A stone flew over her head, and another fell on the road behind them.However, one piece hit the flank of another horse following behind, which neighed in pain, but fortunately continued to run. She felt vaguely that the hills on both sides receded, which meant that the valley had widened. Is it almost there? Closer, Leo said briefly. The galloping hooves of the horses blinded her from the outside world.But she kept imagining the sound of the approaching crowd, the constant rustling of rebels rubbing shoulders, thousands of sleeves rubbing against each other. Again she saw the wide and dark Swat.They are almost at the junction of the two rivers, where is the bunker? there. There, far to her right, on a hill rising from the river bank, the outline of a blockhouse could be seen.Although smaller than expected, the height and shape are fortresses. How do we get there? I don't know either.Since the bunker is connected to the bridge, there must be an entrance to the south. This meant that she had to ride along the edge of the hill until she found the bridge entrance.She didn't think about it.She entrusts her fate to the strong and strong horse and Leo's accurate guidance.Go a little further to the right.go straight.Find your way to turn south. The hills are ahead.It will be safe soon. Then Leo whispered something she had only heard from men in excruciating pain.A group of people came towards him, and the front line was enough to stop them.Is it the blade that shines in the starlight?Her heart stopped beating. Give me the stirrups, don't look at them. She let go of the stirrups, let go of the thought of imminent disaster, and didn't think about beheading, gouging out eyes, or thinking about dying if she lost more than two liters of blood.She just rode on, murmuring meaningless noises to comfort and encourage the brave horse, who faithfully carried two strangers on his back, who hadn't fed him an apple or a sugar cube. Leo asked her to pass the other horse's bridle rope, then gave it a hard hit on the rear.The horse neighed and rushed forward, thereby rushing away from the crowd in front of it.She followed the horse closely, praying for the best. Behind her, Leo's center of gravity shifted.He stood up in his stirrups.The right shoulder of her coat was pulled up suddenly, and he used it to stabilize so that he would not fall off the horse.She didn't care about anything and focused on her journey. There was the sound of metal clashing in her ears, and he blocked a knife with his shotgun.Then he hit a man in the head with the butt of his gun, and judging from the sound, that man was bound to suffer a concussion.The shotgun turned, swung with uncanny precision, and this time it sounded like a shattered collarbone. Because he was holding her coat as a rein, and the neckline was pulled up to strangle her throat.Even if she opened her mouth wide and panted desperately, it was difficult to breathe.Is she staring at Venus?No, how could she be so useless that she succumbed to the predicament.She will never allow it.She will never forgive herself. He lets go of her coat.She gasped for breath, secretly glad to be out of pain for a while.In order to resist the enemy, he used both hands.His center of gravity is seriously tilted to the right, and he will fall off the horse if he is not careful.But he didn't fall, and his strong legs kept him firmly in the stirrups. He blocked, swung, and pushed.God, how many people are there on the other side.Her ears were filled with muffled grunts when exerting force, screams when she was in pain, and the sound of bones breaking after being beaten.When exactly will it stop? Suddenly they burst out of the crowd.Leo fell heavily back on the saddle, breathing very heavily. There was blood in the air.Are you OK.Are you hurt?Bernie asked loudly anxiously.She looked back at him, but could barely see his outline. Focus on the road and don't slow down. He did get hurt.Where are you hurt?How serious is it? Just ride it! His hoarse voice worried her.She urged the bird to run the last 800 meters to the river, then climbed the hill, mistaking the barbed wire for grassy bushes, and almost stepping on it, but turned away in time. The gate of the bunker is hidden in the shadow of the drawbridge that spans the river.As they approached, the door opened silently from within, into a dimly lit atrium.With only a few feet to go, Bernie drove her horse over. It's finally safe. Leo realized he was wounded when two Indian soldiers, not one, came down the street to help him off his horse.It was only then that he looked down and saw bloodstains all over his body.Bernie glanced at him, her body swayed, and she hurriedly supported the saddle. He smiles weakly.Don't tell me you faint when you see blood. Of course not, she said.Only when I see your blood will I pass out.Big idiot, why don't you shoot? I don't want them to shoot back either.If it was just a sword attack, he could still protect her, but bullets would be hard to say. asked the two gentlemen, a young English lieutenant, what happened? Bernie turned and held out her hand.This is Morio, and I am his wife.My husband is injured, please take us to the infirmary immediately. The officer was taken aback when he found out that the other party was a lady. After calming down, he said: I am Lieutenant Wei.Please come with me.Sorry, our medic went south to support Camp Malakan, the medic there is sick.I hope the doctor has the ability to treat your husband's injury. Don't worry, Leo said, shaking hands with Lieutenant Wei.All I suffered were flesh wounds.Mrs. Mo can treat me. The infirmary was located at the back of the bunker, and the distance he walked made him realize that the injury might be more than just flesh and blood.After his life was saved, his left side was in burning pain, and despite the support of Indian soldiers, his right leg was in severe pain every time he took a step. The assistant doctor was waiting, a silent little Sikh named Simrangi.He instructs Leo to lie down on the operating table.In this place full of medicine bottles, medicine jars, drawers and the smell of disinfectant, Bernie is like a fish in water, she wants to come and cut his clothes with scissors. He had two wounds on his left side, the one on the arm was long but relatively shallow, and the one on the side of the chest was more severe.However, the worst injury was on his right leg.She pulled back the blood-soaked woolen trousers, gasping at the horrific laceration. Nearly hurting the aorta, her voice trembled.She turned to Xin Langji.I need betaucaine solution for infiltration anesthesia, as well as sterile needles and thread and sterile gloves. She went to the corner to wash her hands, the medical assistant looked at Lieutenant Wei in bewilderment, and the latter looked at Leo.Mrs. Mo is a professional doctor, she knows how to deal with it, Leo said hastily. The problem is solved.The doctor handed her a surgical cap, and while she tucked her hair into it, he began to prepare the supplies she needed. Is it okay to dilute eucaine at a concentration of one to one thousand, ma'am? Also add 80% normal saline to prevent tissue inflammation. She put on gloves and cleaned Leo's wound, first with antiseptic water, then carbolic acid.He gritted his teeth to endure the sharp pain.After the wound was disinfected, she tapped the syringe provided by the doctor's assistant and injected Eucaine solution under the thigh wound. Watching her pick up the needle made Leo feel bored.that's all? that's all.Infiltration anesthesia takes effect in one dozen. She was right.He didn't feel anything when she went in with the needle.He watched in amazement as she sewed flesh together like a sleeve. A man in a polo suit walked quickly into the infirmary.Captain Ba, Lieutenant Wei said, you are back!I'm still worried that you didn't get the letter. The news turned out to be correct, and even on this day when the unrest broke out, the officers continued to play polo. I rushed back as soon as I received your message, Captain Ba said out of breath.He was of medium height, overweight, and had a very ruddy complexion.Doctor Qi, I'm so glad to see you back too.Looks like you came across the Pashtun mob unscathed!Sir, I am Captain Ba of the 45th Division of the Sikh Regiment, what should I call you? My last name is Mo, Leo said.This doctor is not Medical Officer Qi, but Mrs. Mo. The captain's eyes widened in surprise. He took a closer look at Benny, and his rosy cheeks became even redder. I'm sorry, ma'am.I really don't understand how I could admit my mistake. It must be because I wear men's clothes and do men's things, Captain, Bernie said with a little self-mocking. Captain Ba said with a smile: No, no? We seem to have come at the wrong time, and the northwest frontier doesn't look peaceful, Leo said. I'm very sorry about that too, sir, said Captain Ba.Since 1995, it has always been peaceful here, but I really can't explain why this happened today.Sir, I take the liberty to ask, according to your estimate, how many tribe rebels are there? Thousands.I speculate that each squad should have at least two thousand people. Lieutenant Wei Ying gasped in panic.My God, there are only two hundred troops in the bunker. For a moment no one spoke.Then Captain Ba told Lieutenant Wei to hurry up and sent a telegram to the Malakan barracks, informing them that a large number of mobs were attacking the bunker. Captain, I'd be happy to stay and assist as best I can, Leo said.But I hope you can send someone to escort Mrs. Mo to the south. Bernie looked at him and silently said no!But he ignored it. I don't suggest going south, Captain Ba replied.On my way back from the polo field, I encountered a large mob of pashtuns south of the river.I thought I was dead, but luckily they didn't find me. For a split second, Leo thought he must have lost a lot of blood because he couldn't think at all.No, not from blood loss.Judging by the blood stains on the clothes, although the amount of blood was more than before, it never exceeded two liters.He can't think because he really can't think.The situation is so critical, it is impossible for him alone to think of a way out. Don't worry too much, Mr. Mo, said Captain Ba heroically.We have the advantage in weapons and position.My men are all well-trained.Besides, we have the power of the Indian government behind us, let alone the entire British Empire. Leo thought Captain Ba's words made sense.He definitely didn't want to be near the Swat Valley tonight.That being said, Fort Chadara was an ideal location, with its well-trained officers and its superior weapons and position.He nodded.Hopefully it's just a skirmish. Sir, after the bandage is finished, you can borrow the room of Doctor Qi, the captain said.If you two are not too tired, the officers of the bunker would like to invite you and your wife to dinner Captain!Lieutenant Wei rushed back.The telegraph wire was cut! Damn stuff!Forgive me, Mrs. Mo, Captain Ba hastily apologized for the swearing.Lieutenant, has our warning telegram been sent? Yes, they were sending letters back when the wire was cut. Disrespectful man, said Captain Ba angrily.Since the Pashtuns won't launch their first wave until morning, at least it'll be a little gracious for us to send and receive telegrams tonight. Will they plan to attack early?Leo asked.The people we met on the road seemed impatient to start the fight, not looking like they were going to stay overnight. Not likely, Captain Ba said flatly.The Pashtuns always attack at dawn, and these mountain natives just stick to their old ways. As soon as he finished speaking, there were exclamations from all around the bunker, and Leo guessed that the people who saw the pirate ship probably also shouted in the same way.Two Ming military officers rushed out from the infirmary, followed by Xin Langji. Not long after, the doctor came back.The flames were lit. What beacon?Leo and Bernie asked in unison. King Dirhan promised that if the rebels attacked, he would order the garrison on the mountain to light the beacon. Now the flames are lit. Lie down, with your head where your feet are now, and I will sew up the wound on your side.Pale-faced, Bernie gave her instructions. He looked down at the leg, which he had completely forgotten just now.Not only had she stitched up the wound, but she had also bandaged it.She turned him around, lay him down, injected another local anesthetic, and started stitching. Are there crutches here?He asked Xin Langji. It should be in the storage room.I'll look for it, sir. After the doctor left, Leo asked.How are you, Bernie? She didn't look at him.Can I apologize now? he sighed.no need to say sorry.We are safe and sound. We are about to be attacked. It's the bunker that's about to be attacked, and we'll be fine. You have had an accident.If the injury on your leg was any deeper, you would be on the verge of life and death right now. But the wound was not that deep.After you sew, I can walk around on crutches. She put down her needle and thread, helped him sit up very gently, and then bandaged his waist and arms.Hold on, I'm not done yet. She took off the rubber gloves and wet a towel.There was still a lot of dried blood on his body, on his arms, waist, and thighs, some in lumps, some in rivers, and some in a paste.She washed him carefully and carefully. Listen to me, he said.It's not your fault.I thought it safer to stay there, but it never occurred to me that there might be a rebellion if I hit the road.So it's not like you're forcing me on the road. I forced you. However, our safety is my responsibility.I should have had the foresight. She sighed, letting out a long, trembling breath.If something happens to you, I will definitely strangle Jiali to death with my bare hands. I think it's better to use a scalpel, and the news headlines will be more terrifying.The female doctor attacked her sister with a scalpel. She froze for a moment, then laughed. He put three hands on her cheeks.Do you still trust me? Um. Then take my word for it, you'll be fine, and I'll be fine.He kissed her forehead once.The rebellion will soon be over. Doctor Qi's room is as tidy as an infirmary. The furniture includes a bed, wardrobe, desk, chair, and two full bookshelves.There is a bathroom attached to the room, and there is a shallow bathtub and a small stool for standing on it when taking a shower. Their few lines of writing have been moved in and placed in a corner.Leo's shotgun was almost scratched, as if it had been bitten by a steel-toothed beast, with large and small impact marks from the butt to the barrel. Leo leaned against the table.Could you help me take off my boots, please? no problem.She takes it off carefully. I have to change clothes. indeed.His jacket and shirt have had their left sleeves and fronts cut off, and his trousers have lost their right leg.She rummaged through his saddlebags and pulled out his local clothes. No, that's pajamas. Shouldn't you be sleeping now?she asked suspiciously.I'm going to collect food, and you can go to sleep after eating. He shook his head.My injuries were not that serious.The difference in strength between the defending army and the enemy army is at least ten times, and my conscience feels bad for going to sleep like this. She found out that he wasn't joking, and she was stunned.Don't even think about it, you are not allowed to leave this room. I must go.I am obliged to go. You have no obligations here.You're just passing by, and you're hurting.There are strong and strong soldiers in the bunker, they have been trained and receive state military pay.Let them go to war while you rest. In our most critical time, the palace and soldiers of this bunker sheltered us.I must repay them, otherwise I cannot rest in peace. She sighed, knowing that she couldn't quarrel with him.Wait here.I'll change the clothes I borrowed from you first, and then I'll help you wear them. She went into the bathroom to change and came out in a blouse and skirt.She carefully helped him remove the torn clothes, then gently put him in the clothes she had just taken off, and finally put his boots on. Promise me, be careful not to let the stitches unravel. I will pay attention.Said that I would obediently sit in the corner and help reload the ammunition, but in my situation, I can only help with this. Watch out for other things too. certainly.I intend to live a long life and win all the academic glory.You stay here, the rebels who attacked the bunkers have guns, stray bullets will fly everywhere. He walked out of the door and stopped again, turned to her and said sorry to her, what I said last night was very hurtful.Because I can't forgive myself, I don't think you can forgive me either. Tears stung the back of her eyes.She stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin.As long as you come back safely.