This is a temporary shelter for the disaster-stricken people of the Su Liang mountainous area. Injured villagers are brought here by the rescuing soldiers, and specialized dical staff treat them on-site.
Since the roads into the mountains were blocked by the mudslide, the dical staff arrived quickly, apparently not on foot but rather by helicopter.
Qiaoxu glanced at the man next to her with a calm face full of anger and asked:
"Did you bring these dical staff?"
She saw a helicopter parked not far away, and the ti it arrived should be about the sa as Lu Moqing’s.
Lu Moqing let out a cold hum, didn’t answer, and didn’t let go of her hand. Instead, he pulled her towards another tent that had already been set up.
"Boss, madam."
There were two bodyguards of the Lu family standing at the entrance of the tent, who obviously ca with Lu Moqing.
Upon closer inspection, she spotted several familiar figures, all from the Lu family’s bodyguard team, who were currently working on disaster relief with firefighting soldiers who ca to the rescue.
"Call a dical staff mber over."
Lu Moqing said to the bodyguards at the entrance.
Qiaoxu knew that he was calling soone to treat her wound, and she imdiately refused:
"No need, it’s just so external injuries. I don’t want to occupy dical staff ti."
The governnt’s dical personnel hadn’t yet arrived at the mountains, and the limited personnel brought by Lu Moqing naturally prioritized the seriously injured villagers.
Seeing her refuse again, Lu Moqing’s already displeased face beca even more unhappy.
Qiaoxu knew that he was upset and hurriedly hugged his arm before he spoke, saying:
"After all this ti, I finally get to see you, and I don’t want to be disturbed by others."
Lu Moqing knew that she said this because she didn’t want to waste the dical staff’s resources, but it still pleased him extrely. His previously tense face softened a bit at this mont.
The corner of his lips raised an extrely subtle curve, and although he let out a prideful cold hum, he didn’t let the bodyguards call anyone else over.
Although Qiaoxu’s injury was external, the wound was sowhat deep. Thankfully there was no need for stitches, and Lu Moqing could handle the treatnt for her.
He had soone bring the dical kit from the helicopter and squatted in front of her to bandage her wound.
The mont the iodine touched her injury, she winced with pain and involuntarily shook her arm. Startled, Lu Moqing imdiately lightened his grip.
"Does it hurt?"
With a straight face, Lu Moqing asked her. Seeing her teary-eyed nod, his hard heart softened once again.
"Humph! Weren’t you so capable? Weren’t you only thinking about Bai Yu? Now you know it hurts?"
Qiaoxu was stunned. Hearing his jealous words and rembering his angry appearance on the plane, she realized that she might have misunderstood sothing.
She initially thought that he was just unwilling to take care of others besides her. But it turned out that he was jealous of her concern for Bai Yu.
Suppressing a smile, she looked down at the man squatting in front of her. "Are you jealous?" she asked with a low laugh.
Lu Moqing paused briefly in his actions but didn’t admit nor deny it. Instead, he let out a haughty hum, continuing to bandage her without stopping.
The smile in Qiaoxu’s eyes beca more unrestrained. She didn’t tease him any further, just saying:
"If Bai Yu hadn’t pushed away in ti, I would be buried in that mudslide and you probably wouldn’t have found ."
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