“Uncle, what’s wrong? Your face looked fine just now, why does it look so frightening now?”
Cheng Qiao placed her fingers on Ye Chengying’s wrist, feeling ice-cold skin. Despite taking the Resurrection Pill, his bodily functions had returned to normal, and the mysterious infectious virus had been completely eradicated.
“Cheng Qiao, your uncle made a big mistake again. Those five soldiers were supposed to remain quarantined. I brought them out on my own. I meant well, but…”
Cheng Qiao: “…”
This uncle was indeed bold. He clearly hadn’t realized how dangerous the “poison” was, or the consequences of his actions. He had no second son to redeem him this time.
“Uncle, you’ve already recovered. Keep these detox pills and waters for yourself, clean your house first, and leave the rest for later. I have to go; there’s work at the Military District Hospital that needs my attention.”
“Yes. You’re now part of the state. The patients at the Military District Hospital are under your care. But Cheng Qiao, be careful not to get infected.”
Cheng Qiao nodded. She didn’t tell Ye Chengying that she was already immune to all poisons. With her vast-space treasure and the almighty pill-refining lab, how could she be poisoned?
The Military District Hospital was in chaos. Everyone panicked, desperately recalling whether they had contact with the two doctors.
Those who hadn’t were ecstatic; those who had were in despair, secretly fuming while maintaining proper decorum on the surface.
When Cheng Qiao arrived, the director personally received her. She didn’t say much, instead taking out a large carton containing nearly a thousand detox pills, instructing him to distribute them to everyone in the hospital.
“Everyone?”
“Yes. Your hospital has already been sealed off, right? Give each person a pill first. If there are no problems after three days, the lockdown can be lifted.”
The director wanted to reach out to shake Cheng Qiao’s hand, but when he saw her fair, delicate wrist, he didn’t dare. He had held scalpels, handled human organs—he couldn’t dirty such clean hands.
For a full half-month, all of Beijing was on high alert. Not only were schools and industries closed, even medicinal food shops suspended operations, self-isolating.
“Mom, we should be fine, right?”
Xiao Nuan lazily leaned against Cheng Qiao’s chest. She wanted to go out and play. Even though the house was big, after a while, there wasn’t much fun inside.
“We’ll be fine.”
Cheng Qiao replied confidently. Her children had grown up drinking water from the space, and even now, a large pond had been specially built in the backyard of the courtyard.
The pond was filled with the space water Cheng Qiao had drawn out. The family drew their daily drinking and cooking water from it. Ye Jun knew how precious this water was, so he even put a lock on it.
“Will Uncle Ye be okay?”
“Probably not. He’s already writing his self-reflection. Let’s go on a picnic; kids shouldn’t worry about adults’ matters.”
“Oh, we’re going on a picnic! I’ll go prepare snacks.”
Xiao Nuan brightened at the idea of a picnic. In a few days, her parents would return to Hexi. The next time they met would be during New Year, so every extra second with them was precious.
“I’m going too.”
Hantong hadn’t eaten any medicinal porridge lately, so her mood was low. Fortunately, Cheng Qiao had cooked several times at home, satisfying her cravings.
“Let’s all go together. Li Huan, go ask my master if he wants to come.”
Half an hour later, Li Huan was sitting in the driver’s seat, waiting for the children to get in. Ye Jun sat in the front, and the four others squeezed into the back.
“Uncle Fu, you can make yourself something to eat today. Don’t worry about us.”
“Have fun, okay?”
Uncle Fu smiled as he watched the car drive away and then closed the gate. The homeowners were gone these days; he wouldn’t open the door for anyone.
In October, the countryside was sunny, crisp, and clear. Wildflowers bloomed, the air was fresh—it was the perfect season for a picnic. Li Huan parked the car at the foot of a hill.
They decided to camp out in the wild tonight, giving the children some outdoor survival experience. The twins were very excited and grabbed their small shovels to find a campsite.
“Dad, is this spot okay?”
“It’s too close to the mountain. Dangerous.”
“How about here?”
“Too far from the water source. Inconvenient.”
“How about here?”
“This works, but we need to clear the weeds and such.”
The twins immediately got to work. Both were strong, and soon they cleared a large patch. Three tents would be set up here: one for Mom and Dad, one for Grandpa and Ye Jing, and one for Xiao Nuan and Hantong.
Li Huan took a small hunting gun from the car to go find some wild game. Ye Jing and Xiao Nuan immediately followed—they wanted to hunt rabbits too.
“Also pick up some firewood on the way.”
“Got it.”
Cheng Qiao wasn’t worried at all about the kids following Li Huan up the hill. Li Huan’s meditation had now reached the seventh level, and he could easily protect the two children.
“Cheng Qiao, I’ll set up the tents. You handle the cooking.”
Cheng Qiao nodded. With no one around, she could cheat a little: taking white rice from space, she cooked some in advance in case anyone got hungry.
She also added some cured meat on top to make a simple dish. There was plenty of firewood in the space; smuggling a little out would suffice.
Everyone was busy with their own tasks. Ye Jing and Xiao Nuan were huddled together, discussing a rabbit burrow they had found. A clever rabbit has three exits, and they needed to find the other exit.
Li Huan smiled at the children negotiating and quietly climbed up the hill. He noticed wild sheep droppings—maybe they could have mutton soup today.
The two kids didn’t realize their father had left them behind. Once they found the rabbit burrow’s rear exit, they blocked it with stones.
“Little sister, you tend the fire here. I’ll catch rabbits up front. Be careful not to burn the nearby trees.”
“Okay, got it. You be careful too.”
Smoke entered the rabbit hole, and a rabbit indeed rushed out from the other exit. Ye Jing guarded the exit, deliberately narrowing it with stones. The rabbit struggled out and was immediately tossed into the basket by Ye Jing.
Xiao Nuan put out the fire and doused the last embers with water from her bottle, then joined Ye Jing:
“Wow, brother, we caught so many wild rabbits!”
“You did a great job. Without your fire tactic, I wouldn’t have caught any.”
Xiao Nuan felt proud but not arrogant. This was the result of their teamwork, showing how important cooperation was.

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