In a frantic scramble, Four Eyes remembered the knife Ling had tucked into his boot. He immediately took it. His fingers closed around the dagger and stabbed one of the wolves in its neck while kicking the other. He was able to get up. Still, another wolf attacked Four Eyes and was able to bite his arm. Jack saw his predicament and ran towards him, killing the wolf that wouldn't let go of Four Eyes' arm.
It was fortunate that the group had learned from their previous encounter with the wolves. Their movements were more precise, their attacks more coordinated, and their resolve unshaken. Each thrust of a dagger, each gunshot that rang through the night, was executed with a grim determination to survive.
Despite their injuries and exhaustion, they managed to fend off the wolves with surprising efficiency. The howls of the defeated animals gradually faded into the distance, leaving the group in an eerie silence.
As they caught their breath and tended to their new wounds, the second alarm pierced the night air, startling them.
"That's the second alarm," Chatty said, a mix of relief and urgency in his voice. "The door must be open by now."
"Let's move!" Jack urged, his tone resolute. They gathered their belongings and helped the severely injured to their feet, every step forward fueled by the hope of escape.
The journey was agonizingly slow, each minute feeling like an eternity. The path was treacherous, the darkness oppressive.
As the cold night breeze whispered through the camp, the tension was almost palpable. Waiting at the entrance of the battleground, Shi Min, Ling Li, Mushu, Pharsa, the Camp Commander, and a handful of high-ranking officials stood by anxiously with the medical team, their breaths visible in the chilly air. Together with another team, the grim task of retrieving the remains of their fallen comrades loomed heavily over them.
The world seemed to hold its breath. Shun, the first to emerge, staggered forward, his steps faltering. Just as Shun's knees buckled, Shi Min lunged and caught Shun, wrapping an arm around his waist. "Hold on, I've got you," Shi MIn whispered, his voice filled with a mix of relief and urgency.
Shi Min half-carried, half-dragged Shun toward the infirmary, the soft glow of lanterns casting long shadows on the ground. Each step felt like an eternity as the tension around the camp grew heavier.
Then, through the doorway came Four Eyes, limping but determined. In Four Eyes' arms, he cradled Chatty, whose lifeless form seemed to weigh down the entire world.
Ling Li rushed forward, her arms outstretched to embrace Four Eyes, but the sight of Chatty stopped her in her tracks. Her heart pounded in her chest. "Four Eyes, are you okay?" Ling Li asked, her voice trembling with worry.
Four Eyes could barely manage a nod, his gaze never leaving Chatty. "Pharsa!" Ling Li cried out. "Get Chatty! He is seriously injured!"
Pharsa's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Chatty's injuries. Bloodied and bruised, he was barely recognizable. Pharsa quickly slipped her arms under Chetty, lifting him onto her back with surprising strength. Pharsa's heart raced as she sprinted towards the infirmary, her breath coming out in short, panicked bursts.
As the evening air grew colder, the camp buzzed with the quiet hum of urgency and concern. Mushu hurried over to Fatty, who staggered in with a deep gash on his cheek, blood trickling down his face. Mushu, with firm hands and a worried expression, guided Fatty towards the infirmary, their footsteps echoing softly in the crisp night air.
Ling Li's heart clenched as she saw Chu Yan. Tears welled up in her eyes as she rushed to his side, gently taking his arm. "Chu Yan!" Her voice trembled with a mix of relief and sorrow. Ling Li led Four Eyes carefully to her resting area, her grip on his arm tender yet firm.
Ling Li brought Four Eyes to her room and
Once inside, Ling Li directed Four Eyes to the bathroom. She helped him remove his dirtied clothes, the fabric stiff with dried blood, and helped him shower, cleaning his wounds and body. As she gently washed away the grime and blood, she whispered soothing words, her touch as gentle as a summer breeze. Ling Li then eased Four Eyes into a tub filled with a special medicinal concoction. The water was tinged with herbal mixtures that filled the room with a calming scent.
"Honey, stay in this solution for an hour. All of you are now soaking in this; it is a special medicine that our camp formulated and is one of our top-secret formulas. You'll regain strength and heal in no time." Ling Li explained.
Amidst the cold, early morning light, the camp buzzed with the quiet hum of activity. The air was filled with a blend of medicinal herbs and the subtle scent of antiseptic. Ling Li moved with practiced grace, her hands gentle yet firm as she cleaned and stitched Four Eyes' wounds. Her touch was tender, her love for Four Eyes palpable in every careful movement.
"Just relax and close your eyes. I will treat your wounds, but some are too big and need stitches," Ling Li whispered, her lips brushing against his forehead. Four Eyes closed his eyes, his exhaustion overcoming him. His body, now soaking in the medicinal bath, began to feel the effects of the special formula Ling Li had created.
Meanwhile, Shi Min tended to Shun, his hands steady despite the worry gnawing at her heart. Shi Min couldn't afford to let anything happen to Shun, not with the mission still looming and the thought of facing his sisters if anything went wrong. The very idea of his eldest sister's wrath made Shi Min feel dizzy. Shi Min stitched Shun's wounds with precision and let him soak in the same healing solution, hoping it would restore his strength.
As the sky lightened, signaling the dawn of a new day, Ling Li gently shook Four Eyes awake. "Honey, get up," she said softly. Four Eyes stirred, groaning as he opened his eyes.
"Let us get you out of the water and apply medicine to your wounds." Ling Li stated.
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