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Ye Jingmo's watch beeped with a communication sound, and a white flash of a message notification appeared on the screen.

He doesn't need to look at his watch to know who is messaging him.

Upon seeing Ye Jingmo, whose cold face remained expressionless and exuded an aura of unapproachability, the soldier's face showed a conflicted and thoughtful expression.

Like a man who doesn't know how to answer his girlfriend's interrogation.

The soldier slowly relaxed his grip on the gun, and a look of inquiry appeared in his eyes.

He brought many injured people who needed to be quarantined. Their spirits were on the verge of collapse, and the fear, sadness, and despair on their faces were immediately apparent.

But Ye Jingmo was different. He didn't ask a single question from beginning to end, and his expression was calm as if Mount Tai were collapsing before him.

But now, their attitude has changed because of a single message.

The soldier couldn't help but speak up:

"Was it a message from a relative?"

He didn't wait for Ye Jingmo's reply and started speaking on his own.

"I noticed your expression was very different from others, so I assumed you were alone and didn't care about what would happen next."

But seeing your expression change after receiving the message on your watch, I guessed you have a relative, and someone very important to you.

It's like the feeling of guilt my wife feels when she texts me after I've been in danger outside.

"I'll be fine."

Upon hearing Ye Jingmo's words, the soldier met his gaze, his dark pupils filled with certainty.

The soldiers quickly understood what Ye Jingmo meant.

He was certain he would be alright, so why was he afraid?

The soldier laughed heartily, and just as he was about to speak, he received a communication call.

He sat up straight, listened to the communication from the other end with a serious expression, and occasionally said "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, the soldier walked in another direction.

"Let's go, let's change direction."

Your family applied for home quarantine for you, but there isn't enough space right now, and most of the buildings have collapsed.

Staying home in quarantine also saves us space. You're quite lucky, kid.

Ye Jingmo felt the gentle breeze caressing his face and smiled with pleasure.

His lips silently murmured Jiang Li's name, and a warm current flowed into his heart, making him feel a surge in his chest.

Ye Jingmo followed the soldiers to the designated location, where Jiang Li had been waiting for a long time.

The moment Jiang Li saw Ye Jingmo, her eyes widened, filled with joy.

She ran forward quickly, anxiously grabbing Ye Jingmo's arm and stroking his body up and down.

"Brother Mo, where are you hurt? Let me see."

Ye Jingmo's eyes were full of indulgence as he allowed Jiang Li to lift his clothes to check his wounds.

Ye Jingmo's arms were covered with scars, and dried blood clung to his skin.

Jiang Li covered her mouth, her eyes misting over.

Her fingers approached Ye Jingmo's wound, but trembled and stopped in mid-air.

"It's fine."

Ye Jingmo enveloped Jiang Li's small hand in his large hand and said softly.

"Ahem... We should go to your address to quarantine now."

Seeing the two so affectionate, the soldier, considering he had to return to his duty later, had no choice but to interrupt their time together.

Jiang Li blushed with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, let's go now."

Half an hour later, Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo arrived at the door of their villa.

"Medical staff will come to take your temperature every morning at eight o'clock, and at other times your door will be sealed with tape."

We hope you will cooperate.

The soldier gave instructions to Ye Jingmo and Jiang Li.

"okay, thank you."

Jiang Li thanked the soldiers.

After closing the door, Jiang Li pulled Ye Jingmo into the house.

Pudding rushed over happily, but Jiang Li stopped her with a gesture.

"Pudding, stop."

Upon hearing the command, Pudding obediently stopped, but still wanted to go forward and lick Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo.

"Back to the nest."

Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo had just escaped from a rat horde and didn't know what germs they were carrying.

She was afraid that Pudding might accidentally get infected, so she could only keep her distance from Pudding for the time being.

Woo~

Pudding, without its stickers, lay listlessly on the ground, its tail no longer wagging.

"Brother Mo, go take a shower, I'll apply the medicine for you later."

Be careful not to get the wound wet.

Jiang Li looked at the dirt on Ye Jingmo's clothes and told him to wash them quickly.

"Ah."

Ye Jingmo rolled around on the ground and felt uncomfortable, so he immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jiang Li went up to the bathroom on the second floor and took a full shower.

The bathroom door opened, and Jiang Li walked out in her pajamas, her body damp with sweat, leaving a trail of small watermarks on the floor.

When she went downstairs, she saw Ye Jingmo disinfecting with alcohol spray.

"Brother Mo, let me handle this. Sit down and wait for me to apply medicine to your wound."

Jiang Li took the work from Ye Jingmo and made him sit on the sofa and wait for her.

Ye Jingmo obediently sat down on the sofa, his eyes reflecting Jiang Li's image.

After quickly disinfecting herself, Jiang Li took out a first-aid kit from her spatial storage.

Ye Jingmo exposed the wound on his arm to Jiang Li, who then used a cotton swab soaked in iodine to clean it.

Some wounds were very deep, with the skin and flesh splitting open to both sides.

Jiang Li moved as gently as a breeze, as if afraid that Ye Jingmo would feel pain.

Ye Jingmo watched with amusement as Jiang Li gasped for breath every time she cleaned a wound.

Her fair face scrunched up like a steamed bun, and those who didn't know the situation might have thought she was the one who was injured.

Jiang Li applied a pressure dressing to Ye Jingmo's deeper wound to accelerate its healing process.

"Brother Mo, eat this."

Ye Jingmo looked at the two pills Jiang Li handed him and swallowed them without asking any questions.

Seeing Ye Jingmo's unwavering determination, Jiang Li quickly took out a bottle of mineral water from her spatial storage and gave him a sip.

Mo Ge is too reckless! Doesn't he drink water to take his pills?

Jiang Li gave me antibiotics, mainly to prevent the wound from becoming inflamed.

"Brother Mo, you said I don't tell you things, but you're the same."

Jiang Li started flipping through the account book, crossing her arms and glaring angrily at Ye Jingmo.

She wasn't even told about the quarantine; I had to ask her myself to find out.

This made her angry.

"Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Faced with Jiang Li's accusations, Ye Jingmo lowered his head and obediently listened to the reprimand.

Pudding, who was lying in the doghouse, stood up and carefully tiptoed closer to the sofa.

Seeing that no one stopped her, Pudding happily ran to Jiang Li's feet.

It exposed its little belly to Jiang Li, twisting and turning to entice Jiang Li to dote on it.

Jiang Li looked at the pudding at her feet, then at Ye Jingmo who was bowing his head in apology, and felt a mix of helplessness and amusement well up inside her.

She gently massaged Pudding's little belly with her feet; the soft, fluffy feel of her soles was like walking on a luxurious sheepskin rug.

"I'll cook in a bit, so you just wait patiently to eat."

"You can rest this week, and I'll do the work."

Jiang Li unequivocally banned Ye Jingmo's activities for the following week.

"My hand isn't broken."

Ye Jingmo wanted to explain that he was capable of working, but then he met Jiang Li's gaze.

He shut his mouth.