Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

How could Hanati object at this point? After all, he had just returned from a near-death experience. Every time he thought about that night, if Ayala hadn't braved the wind and snow to bring back the medical team, he and his brothers might have ended up in the Hasa bag.

He now only hopes that Ayala can study medicine well and play a greater role in critical moments in the future. He even thought that if his wife is a doctor, his chances of becoming the village chief will be greater.

For a moment, he put on a generous and amiable look, "As long as Doctor Fang doesn't mind you, then just study hard. You have to come every day anyway. But there's one thing, you can't delay our sheep from grazing! Men have important things to do, they can't just sit around all the time!"

Hanati often goes out to drink at other Hasabs, and even at home, he is often drunk, so Ayala has to take care of the sheep at home most of the time.

For example, cleaning the sheep pen, adding grass and water to the sheep, feeding salt and corn to the camels, and other trivial matters were all done by Ayala alone.

Ayala was already accustomed to these tasks and felt fully capable of them. He nodded and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

Ayala wanted to clap her hands with Hanati to confirm this statement, and Hanati reluctantly did so.

Ayala was so happy that she almost jumped up like a child. Fang Ya was also very happy to see this and said, "It's just that this is too hard. Hanati should help more often."

Hanati pretended not to hear and walked away.

This day was also the day Wu Yongjie returned from the hospital. Borat and Ayiboli were still in the hospital. Gulinar, who heard the news, rushed to the hospital to take care of them.

After Wu Yongjie returned to the camp, he went straight to Fang Ya.

Seeing Fang Ya, her eyes turned red. "Yaya, you are so mean. I was in the hospital, but you didn't come to see me. You didn't accompany me when I was sent to the hospital that day. When Ling Fengxi was hospitalized before, you always accompanied him."

"What's going on with Guan Lingfengxi?" Fang Ya sat beside him helplessly. "You always mention his name when you talk about us, which makes it seem like we both mind his existence a little. Are you not mentally prepared? Actually, if I make you feel unsure, we can just be ordinary friends."

Wu Yongjie quickly refused, "I don't want to be just friends with you."

Then he reacted and said in surprise, "You mean, you mean, we are not just ordinary friends?"

Fang Ya blushed and rolled her eyes at him. "I thought we were just ordinary friends. You went to a dangerous place to survey something so important, and you didn't even say goodbye to me properly when you left. If you had fallen into the ice cave and died that day, we wouldn't have even said our final goodbyes. So, what are we if not ordinary friends?"

"No, no, no, it's not like that. I didn't expect it to be so dangerous there. I didn't want to make you worry too much. Yaya, I almost died there!"

Wu Yongjie suddenly hugged Fang Ya and cried loudly, but without a single tear. "I was scared to death. I almost couldn't see you. Yaya, let's get married soon. If I die, at least I will be a man with a family and someone will worship my tablet..."

Is this considered a proposal?

No ring, no romantic ceremony, no sweet words, all you think about is his tablet?

Fang Ya twisted his leg angrily, "Get out of the way!"

Wu Yongjie groaned with a sudden push before letting go, his face still radiating excitement. "Yaya, let's get married. Let's have a wedding on an iceberg! Let's make this a wedding that will go down in history!"

Fang Ya pulled up the hem of his trousers and checked his legs. She saw that the redness and swelling had not completely gone away. A layer of skin on the surface had fallen off, and some of it had not completely faded away. The patchy appearance looked a bit miserable.

And it must be very itchy and painful...

Sure enough, Wu Yongjie reached out and wanted to scratch, "It's so itchy..."

"Snapped!"

Fang Ya hit his hand and said, "Don't do that. If you keep scratching, it will come back again. When will it heal?"

“But it really itches!”

"I have a solution."

Fang Ya does have some Chinese medicine ointment, which was originally used to treat frostbite for herders and workers, and it is just right for use at this time.

She dug out some light yellow plaster and gently applied it to Wu Yongjie's legs with her slender fingers. The touch was gentle and cool. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but Wu Yongjie felt that his legs were no longer itchy, but his heart was itchy...

I can only endure the itch in my heart.

He could see that Fang Ya was still not ready to accept a completely new relationship.

Wu Yongjie's leg still needed treatment. Fortunately, Fang Ya had medicine brought from the hospital, so he could be treated in the camp. However, it was taboo to keep him from getting cold again, so an earthen stove was added to Wu Yongjie's dormitory. With the open fire, the room was warmer.

It was indeed more comfortable in the dormitory, more comfortable than the hospital. Wu Yongjie slept for two days after returning. When he woke up on the third day, he found Ling Fengxi sitting by the fire with roasting sweet potatoes and potatoes on the stove. Seeing Wu Yongjie wake up, Ling Fengxi said, "I learned this from the herdsmen. I roast them until they are just right. Do you want to try some?"

Wu Yongjie got up and walked to the stove, still feeling a bit dizzy. "Ling Fengxi, please don't enter other people's dormitories. This is my private space."

Ling Fengxi said, "Your room is warmer."