Yi Luowa curled her lips, "Stop pretending! If you want to laugh, just laugh. As soon as I said it, I realized—whatever I can think of, you all must have thought of it too."
"Engineer Yi, we really didn’t think of it!" The staff officer said, his face completely serious.
Over the past few days, everyone had been together all the ti and had grown familiar with one another. Yi Luowa was like a little bundle of joy, and whenever people had free ti, they enjoyed joking around with her.
Yi Luowa shot him a glare, "I’m going to make cold drinks, and none of you are getting any!"
Ha ha... As Yi Luowa walked off, the group erupted into laughter.
Tong Airui raised an eyebrow slightly, "Everyone shut up! Follow Engineer Yi’s suggestion and set the ambush imdiately!"
"Yes!"
In the kitchen, Yi Luowa pursed her lips with a smile. Spending so much ti with them made it clear—they were all quite endearing, straightforward, and easygoing. Coming to Shen Ying was definitely the smartest decision she’d made.
Yi Luowa prepared iced pear syrup and brought it out for everyone. The first batch was snatched away in seconds, as Tong Airui watched coldly. Yuan Hang hurriedly handed the glass he’d grabbed to him.
"Here, you drink it." Tong Airui didn’t take it.
"I knew you wouldn’t drink this glass, so I purposely acted generous and gave it to you," Yuan Hang said, grinning. "Lin Can, you go help Engineer Yi and bring out the rest."
Lin Can looked delighted, as if he’d been given the best job ever, and ran cheerfully into the kitchen.
"Brother, don’t you think so? Whether it’s a competition or an expedition, this ti is the most enjoyable, the least exhausting."
Tong Airui glanced at him as if he were an idiot. Did this even need to be said? Wherever his wife went, the laughter followed.
"I don’t mind jokes, but make sure they know to keep them within limits!"
Yuan Hang took a small sip of the iced pear syrup, savoring it like fine nectar. "Brother, I don’t need to tell them that; they understand. Everyone likes Engineer Yi, and that’s why they enjoy joking around with her. Don’t keep pulling a long face for no reason."
"Am I pulling a long face?" Tong Airui shot him an annoyed look.
Yuan Hang laughed, "Every ti the brothers chat with Engineer Yi a bit much, your face practically droops to the ground... Alright, the cold drinks are here. Have a glass and cool off."
Lin Can gleefully handed a cold drink to Tong Airui.
Tong Airui glanced downward, saw it was his own cup, and finally took a sip.
"Captain, General Leng has been brought out!" Soone reported to Tong Airui.
Tong Airui looked at the large screen—only Leng Chuting and two others were visible!
"Anyone else behind them?"
"No one."
"Yuan Hang, arrange a doctor for General Leng imdiately... Have Kou’er accompany her as well. Before General Leng leaves, make sure Kou’er stays by her side."
"Yes!" Yuan Hang hurried off.
Yi Luowa frowned slightly as she stared at Leng Chuting on the large screen. "Sister Tingting seems really sick."
Tong Airui furrowed his brows slightly. "Whether Sister Tingting is genuinely sick or faking it, we need to stay alert. With her skills, even if she’s clinging to life by a thread, it’d still be easy for her to take soone down."
Yi Luowa chuckled, "You’re the most at risk."
"An assassination?"
Yi Luowa nodded with a laugh.
Tong Airui shook his head, "Sister Tingting knows my capabilities. She wouldn’t be foolish enough to attack head-on."
"Let’s not jump to conclusions—maybe Sister Tingting really is sick," Yi Luowa said as she went upstairs. Back in the bedroom, she retrieved an unworn set of pajamas. After so thought, she rummaged through a drawer and slipped a small item into her pocket.
Leng Chuting was soon brought over, and Tong Airui, accompanied by Yi Luowa, was already waiting outside the dical tent.
Seeing Leng Chuting’s pale face, Yi Luowa felt a pang of sadness. She asked worriedly, "Sister Tingting, what’s wrong? Your lips are cracked too."
Leng Chuting painfully opened her eyes, her voice hoarse as she said, "They say it’s pneumonia. It’s nothing serious, just a few IV drips will help."
Tong Airui bent down, looking at Leng Chuting, and said sternly, "Sister Tingting, don’t speak for now. Let the doctors examine you. If treating you here is workable, we will proceed. Otherwise, I’ll send soone to escort you back to the country."
Leng Chuting nodded. The two individuals carrying her promptly delivered her to the front of the dical tent.
As the group entered, an alarm sounded within the tent.
Tong Airui caught sight of Yuan Hang, who swiftly approached. "Hand over your weapons!"
"These are for self-defense..." One of the people at the front turned back to look at Yuan Hang.
Yuan Hang curved his lips slightly. "You’re in our camp now. Do you still need self-defense?"
Leng Chuting furrowed her brows slightly. "Surrender all weapons!"
The person who had spoken earlier pouted and retorted, "If we really wanted to harm you, we would’ve acted the mont we got off the vehicle. Why wait until now?"
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